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Although I felt very guilty for robbing someone else's things, I was still a little angry at being eaten by someone for no reason, not to mention saying these incomprehensible words. Feng Aoran violently pushed the man away, Shi Kesha,

She can't be humiliated. She won't do such things as debts.

"Hey, don't touch me. I've returned the things to you. I've said I'm sorry. Although I did something wrong, I'm not someone to be bullied. Either you kill me or I'll be fine.

Just leave." Feng Aoran said bravely, her eyes carefully observed the person, and she should be sure that it was the Demon Lord for the time being.

The Demon Lord's expression remained unchanged, but his smile was a bit sad. He turned sideways slightly, and Feng Aoran could only see his handsome side face. In the room with low light, the lines on the Demon Lord's side face were very soft, and Feng Aoran looked at it.

Ao Ran's face seemed a bit familiar on Ao Ran's back. Unfortunately, she couldn't tell where she had seen him before. Logically speaking, she would definitely not forget such a good-looking person after talking about it.

"Zhuo'er, I know you have never loved me. It doesn't matter. I can wait for you. You must be curious about what's in that box. In fact, it's just a gadget." The Demon Lord picked up the box and gently

Which box is it

She clicked on it, and the box was opened. There was only a red agate hairpin in the box. Feng Aoran was stunned. This treasure was just a broken hairpin. She had been worried for so long about a broken hairpin, and she suddenly became angry.

ah!

"Just a hairpin?"

The Demon Lord seemed to see through Feng Aoran's thoughts and looked at her in amusement as she stretched out her hand to take out the hairpin and inserted it into Feng Aoran's head. Then he stared blankly. Feng Aoran felt that he was

It was like looking at someone else through her, but he really called her Zhuoer.

"Who are you looking at?" Feng Aoran asked very directly. Her current thoughts were on those who were barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. She would have lost all her fear after breaking the jar.

The Demon Lord smiled faintly and reached out to touch her face. He looked sad again. He seemed to be lost in memories again, but his deep eyes looked straight at Feng Aoran, which seemed to shock her soul.

.

"Zhuo'er, I missed you once, and I won't miss you a second time." After a long time, the Demon Lord said something again that made Feng Aoran confused. Before he could recover, the Demon Lord suddenly lowered his head.

Kissing Feng Aoran's lips, the Demon Lord's lips were cold and cold. With just a slight touch, Feng Aoran felt as if his heart was frozen.

Her mind was confused, and her body reacted naturally, lifting her foot and kicking her.

The Demon Lord did not expect this. He suddenly screamed and covered the injured area. His face, which was as sacred as an immortal, suddenly fell into the world of mortals. He endured the pain and forced himself to continue to maintain the noble appearance of the Demon Lord. Unfortunately,

The pain somewhere is more painful than the fingers.

"You are so ruthless." Finally, the Demon Lord squeezed out three words. Feng Aoran wiped her lips vigorously, looked at the Demon Lord fiercely, and replied with the same three words, "You are a disciple."

Feng Aoran wanted to leave, but after taking a few steps, she walked back. She looked at the Demon Lord and asked curiously: "Do I look like someone? Who is your name Zhuo'er?" Feng Aoran didn't think he was.

The Zhuoer in my mouth will be Lin Zhuoer, because her face is so different from the monster face she used to have, and it is impossible to connect the two.

"Remember, my name is Cangling, you don't need to know anything else." The old man said lightly, and then ignored Feng Aoran. Feng Aoran cursed in his heart for being crazy, and then changed hands and left.

, I just feel that today is a very unlucky day.

Feng Aoran had just left, and Cangling's expression became a little strange. He looked up at something, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was tainted with a bit of bitterness. He held his hands on the window sill, and the faint light made him feel extra safe, "Wait a minute.

I have been waiting for you for so long, is it still a step too late? If I had jumped off the reincarnation path, would the ending between us have been different? No, it is not too late to find you now, you are mine, Zhuoer, you

It can only be mine."

Back in her room, Feng Aoran was still a little confused. She tried hard to think about whether she had ever talked about that Demon Lord, but she couldn't think of it. She shouldn't forget such a good-looking man.

"How are you? Are you okay?" Mo Yu saw Feng Aoran coming back and walked over quickly, but his eyes suddenly stopped on the hairpin on her head. She clearly didn't bring this hairpin just now.

"It's okay, that Demon Lord is just a lunatic. He said a bunch of inexplicable things." Feng Aoran said, unconsciously touching her lips. With that cold feeling that penetrated her heart, she wondered if the Demon Lord was a dead person.

Mo Yu looked at her actions, frowned, and said coldly: "Did he bully you?"

"Ah? No, no, nothing happened. It's getting late and I'm sleepy. You should go back to bed early." Feng Aoran immediately started laughing. Mo Yu pretended to be gentle, handsome and gentle on the outside, but in his heart

She is very possessive and controlling. If she knew that the demon king kissed her, she might go over and have a fight with him. Forget about fighting, it would be bad if Mo Yu was killed.

"Really?" Mo Yu asked again, his eyes fixed on Feng Aoran. Feng Aoran nodded quickly and sincerely, and then smiled flatteringly: "My mood is ups and downs and I need to take a good rest.

You go back to sleep obediently, I'm sleeping too."

After saying that, Feng Aoran rolled directly onto the bed, covered her cup with a cup and prepared to sleep. However, she felt another person lying down next to her. She turned to look at Mo Yu with some annoyance, but she saw Mo Yu's gentle face.

smile.

"I'll sleep with you in my arms." Mo Yu's voice was gentle, as if it was filled with magic power. For the first time, Feng Aoran nodded, leaning in Mo Yu's arms, smelling his unique scent, and felt sleepy.

She then fell into a deep sleep.

Dream, another dream. Unfortunately, she couldn't see anything clearly this time. There was a blurry picture. It was a man, a good-looking man. He seemed to be talking about something, and his lips opened and closed, but what about Feng Aoran?

I couldn't hear or see clearly, and eventually the scene turned to darkness, and I fell asleep completely.

I haven't slept so peacefully for a long time, and I didn't wake up until noon the next day. When I woke up, my side was empty. Mo Yu was no longer there. I felt a little disappointed for no reason, but before I could finish losing it, the sound of the white robe at the door came.

It rang again.

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