Mo Yan scolded: "Panic, what kind of system? Today, the young city lord is engaged, and he has nothing to do to bother him! ”

The guards stopped talking, and in the eyes of everyone, they became more and more curious.

Today's engagement ceremony is tortuous and bizarre, and it looks like things are coming to an end, and there are moths going to come out again?

If it weren't for Mo Yan knowing the skills of those people in the sacrificial courtyard, he would have doubted, what kind of good life is this, who is so engaged to get married? Still played?

Just as he was about to let the guards retreat, he heard a familiar voice: "Father, my son is just going out to a long distance, and this Qianmo City will set up another young city lord?" ”

It's Mo Ziqing's voice!

As the last word of the voice fell, a tall figure slowly walked in against the light at the door.

The tall figure of about two meters tall, elegant and noble, wearing a dark hunting suit, looks more and more ape-armed and bee-waisted, and the wind god is handsome.

Walking into the hall, everyone gasped in unison.

The face of the person who came was as clear as a carving, and a pair of light brown eyes, like a pool of mysterious clear pool water, without seeing twists and turns, but it seemed to be thrilling, even if the face was slightly dusty, it did not damage his half momentum.

Simply handsome and impeccable.

It's another Mo Ziqing!

It's just dusty, as if I've just come back from a hurry......

I saw him step by step, his steps seemed to be slow, but in a blink of an eye, he entered the hall from the courtyard, and after just one glance, he met the sight of Luo Hengbo, who was about to leave.

was stunned, and then happy, the originally cold and ruthless eyes immediately warmed up, and even Fang Cai's voice was like ice and snow shattering jade, revealing coldness and alienation and nobility, and at this moment it became mellow and pleasant: "Hengbo--"

In just two words, it is hard to shout out with tenderness and infinite affection.

Luo Hengbo looked at Mo Ziqing, who had just scolded her, and then at this dusty servant, and after a moment, she instantly understood: "Mo Ziqing? ”

Mo Ziqing's eyes like ice and snow melted like spring snow at this moment, and layers of tenderness overflowed, stretched out his hand to take Luo Hengbo into his arms, and took a deep breath of the fragrance on Hengbo's body: "Girl, you have been wronged." ”

The warm breath blew on Luo Hengbo's ears, itchy, crispy and numb to his heart, making Luo Hengbo's body stiff, his ears were feverish, and he wanted to push him away, but Mo Ziqing's broad and reliable chest, as well as the warm body temperature, and the familiar smell, all made her feel like she was in a dream.

This is Mo Ziqing, the one she is familiar with, the one she likes, and the Mo Ziqing who loves her deeply!

It's not the one who is cold to himself and ruthless!

It turned out that Hei Ziqing just now was a fake! It turned out to be a fake! But if the sound is exactly the same, is it?

Luo Hengbo's heart, which was already cold just now, was injected with a trace of warmth by the warm person who was holding him at this moment, and slowly warmed up.

She was almost weak, and she closed her eyes indulgently, feeling the warmth of a long absence.

She thought she was strong and indifferent, but when the person who / spoiled you, indulged you, and loved you deeply appeared, she found that her strong support could be put down, and the huge hole in her heart, the cold and painful place, slowly healed.

Only now did she realize that no matter what she showed just now, no matter how firm she was, she couldn't let go of Mo Ziqing deep down.

She loves him!.

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