Mo An naturally hung his hands at his side, nervously grasping the corners of his clothes.

It was almost noon and the sun was shining very well outside the window.

Feng Sheng and Luo Yangyang sat intimately in the floor-to-ceiling window, and the two of them were surrounded by a beautiful atmosphere of deep affection and honey.

And the two of them were looking at her at this time.

Such a beautiful picture has been indelibly sealed in Mo An's mind for a lifetime.

"How so? It's beautiful! ”

Luo Yangyang got up from his arms as soon as he was canonized.

She said really, it was really good-looking.

Feng Sheng also stood up, and he saw Luo Yangyang walking towards Mo An like this, as if he didn't feel unfamiliar at all.

Mo An, who was praised by Luo Yangyang for her good looks, seemed to be even more uneasy, looking at Luo Yangyang who came over with a smile, she could only stand nervously.

"You're so pretty."

Luo Yangyang took the initiative to take Mo An's hand and pulled her to the sofa.

“……”

Mo An looked at Luo Yangyang, who was unsuspecting her, and the ghost made her follow her feet.

The canonization took the first step and sat down on the couch.

He looked at Luo Yangyang and Mo An, who were sitting opposite him, and originally wanted Luo Yangyang to sit with him.

But seeing that Mo An was a little cramped and uneasy, he dispelled this idea.

Feng Sheng looked at Mo An without speaking, and under the condensation of his cold eyes, Mo An was about to dare not look at him.

“……”

Luo Yangyang saw the consecration enter and glanced at Mo An with cold eyes, although she didn't know what he wanted to do, she also fell silent.

After Mo An appeared, she could feel that the mood for canonization was not very good.

Therefore, when the two were chatting just now, she didn't ask him about Mo An.

"Why do you know my name is Moan? Do you know my sister? ”

Finally, in the cold gaze of the canonization of low air pressure, Mo An, who was forced to come out and break through without lack of courage and guts, raised his eyes to look at the canonization.

Luo Yangyang sat next to Mo An, silently watching her and the consecration, not intending to interfere in the conversation between them.

"Acquaintance." The canonization nodded, and then introduced himself, "My name is canonization. ”

"Oh." Mo An was very unfamiliar with this name, and her sister had not told her this name before.

Mo An didn't want to see the canonization too much, because his eyes were too sharp.

He gave him a look, as if she were transparent and invisible.