Ling Luoyu was overjoyed: "Okay..."

"When I have time another day, I will take you to the beast garden to pick one!!"

Ling Luoyu's smile froze abruptly, tearing his heart apart!!

Why do you need another day?!

She wants to do it now?

As if she had figured out her thoughts, Mo Xuanchen stepped forward quietly, leaning his head down and lowered his eyes.

"What?? You want it now?!"

Ling Luoyu twitched his lips slightly: "If you can have one now, of course it would be the best..."

"If you want it now, I will give it to you now..."

Mo Xuanchen was ambiguously picking his lips, and his voice was filled with infinite charm.

What's so bad is that when I said "I'll give it to you now", somewhere in my body seemed to rub her body intentionally or unintentionally.

Ling Luoyu jumped up like a fur, with a disgusting expression on his face: "Mo...Young Master!!"

The word "Xuanchen" behind it was swallowed up.

Now is not a good time to get angry.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she stepped back with a smirk.

"That... Young Master, I don't want it anymore... How can I be worthy of flying beasts like this little identity... I just walked with my legs..."

"No?" Mo Xuanchen booed a little regretfully.

"No more!!"

"Okay..." Mo Xuanchen shook his sleeves and continued forward: "When will you want it, when will you come to me!! Remember, I'm ready to give it to you at any time..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

How come this passage sounds so dirty?!

Is it her own thoughts or the words of Mo Da Monster, which is a bit dirty?!

Inside the Vanilla Hall.

Second floor terrace.

Xiaoyu stood leaning against the window, combed her long hair with her fingertips.

Chan'er made a bed behind her: "Miss, the bed is ready, come and take a break?"

"Um!"

He responded, but Xiaoyu had no intention of leaving.

In the distance, Mo Xuanchen and Ling Luoyu were gradually swallowed up by green trees and grass.

"Cicada!"

"Miss……"

"This A San... are you familiar with it?!"

"Asan?? Isn't it okay?" Chan'er replied carefully: "Why did the lady suddenly ask her about it?"

"How is she like?!"

"Asan... is very clever, smooth and eye-catching... By the way, she is very good at the rouge powder used by women!! Since she came, most of our sisters in the Vanilla Palace have used her rouge powder!!"

"Make rouge powder!?" Xiaoyu was stunned.

“Yes, very delicate!!”

The cicada took out the rouge from its sleeve and put it on with a smile.

"Miss, the rouge she made is pink, even and not greasy to the touch, and it feels very comfortable... Of course, Miss, you, a natural beauty like you, cannot use these rouges!"

"Make Rouge?" Xiaoyu's thoughts were not sure whether Rouge was good. She frowned and her eyes turned slightly: "Is it my illusion... not her?"

Chan'er was stunned: "Who is it?!"

"fine!!"

Xiaoyu calmly handed the rouge back and waved his hand to signal the cicada to go down.

On the distance, the figures of Mo Xuanchen and Ling Luoyu had completely disappeared.

"Is it because I am too nervous and overthinking? That San is just an ordinary human race, not her? There are so many legends about her outside, but there is no legend about her being able to make rouge powder? Besides... The production of rouge is very exquisite, and without certain experience and inheritance, it cannot be made... Could it be that I really thought too much?!"
Chapter completed!