Her Satan! Why is she so unlucky? (By the way, Satan is you... what do you want to do to yourself...)
Mo Hen looked at his light blue uniform and felt powerless.
Others looked at Mo Hen with a daze. What kind of beauty is this? There is no peerless stunning, but no mediocrity. Just such a fair and calm face is enough to make everything fade
.The long hair is still scattered on her shoulders, and the white medical eye mask makes her suffer a sickly incompleteness. It is not as feminine as spring, and her small body has some men's strength because of the straight waist.
Especially the ink-colored eyes exposed outside are like a dead fish, which is motionless to you with its dull and turbid pupils, but it cannot reflect your shadow anyway.
What type of this should be determined? This is Feng Jingye’s only doubt at this time and the focus of discussion during the entire rest period.
"Or it's just as pretty as me~ OK~ Xiao Mo Jiang is so small~" Honey said happily on Chong's body.
"No. Look at Xiao Mo's expression, she smiles every moment, just a hidden facial paralysis, okay, it will scare away the ladies who come from the title of Shota!" Xu Wanghuan said exaggeratedly,
No matter how hard Mohen's mouth seemed to twitch.
"Then it's better to be 'natural innocent and pity' type. She is small and must be a flood of maternal love for many ladies." The devil's devil twins' bad idea.
"Look at Xiao Mo's appearance, is it natural? Is it innocent?" Xu Wanghuan asked again.
Everyone turned around and looked at someone playing with their phones, and shook their heads firmly.
"Or, the devil king type?" Haruhi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, successfully causing silence among everyone.
"Hey, it seems to be very suitable. Xiao Mo was originally the leader of the Demon Clan, and his personality was a bit similar." Xu Wanghuan 2b form.
"This is the most suitable one so far." Feng Jingye said officially.
After a few seconds, all passed. The poor Mo Hen was given a strange title.
Male PR department business hours.
"Nah~ What color does Mohensama like? What songs do you listen to? What month is the birthday?"
"Mo Hen sama, Mo Hen sama! Why is your name so similar to a foreigner? It's like that British count." (Here refers to Mo Hen's full name, which is Mo Hen's admission name. By the way, she
She changed her name from all places to her full name.)
...
Countless questions swept over, Mo Hen always answered plainly, his smile remained unchanged, alienated and tactful, just like she treated everyone, including the people in the male public relations department. This made many public relations frown.
eyebrow.
"Ah~ Mo Hen Sama is so handsome~ Although he feels his smile is a little chill, this is the real 'Devil King'~~"
"Yes, yes, yes~ Even if his smile is cold, I will die without regrets when I take a look~~ This is the essence of the 'King of Devils'~~"
...
Hearing these words, Mo Hen was stunned and touched the corner of his mouth without a trace, and then put down his hand. Is this smile really that false?
"You're right. It's really fake." A magnetic sound came into your ears.
Mo Hen looked up and met those deep eyes. It was Feng Jingye.
"How can I see it?" Mo Hen still kept smiling, his eyes still unchanged, and his deeper eyes shone directly into the mirror.
Jingye couldn't help frowning. This eye... was too heavy. It was not as dark as it was, nor as clear as it was. Instead, it was more like all disasters and misfortunes blended, and the color produced after the mixing was as good as the color, without any luster. It was originally like this.
His eyes cannot be used on a living person, but it is unexpectedly suitable for her.
"Sa~ Actually, you hide very well, and it looks like a real smile, but... maybe it's because it's still the same."
"It's unchanged?"
"Your smile is too unchanged. No matter who you are, no matter when you are, it is exactly the same. So the smile that originally gave people a feeling of spring breeze became cold." Feng Jingye pushed his glasses.
"It's good that this is the case, there will be not so many wealthy ladies." Mo Hen continued to smile without showing his teeth.
Feng Jingye's eyes flashed and he pretended to be careless and asked: "Xiao Mo seems to have no good feelings for the rich young master and lady..."
Mo Hen lowered his head slightly and said with a smile: "Yes... I don't have a good impression, so it's better to say it's disgusting." Although her body has now turned back to the body of the devil clan, she has the memory of the soul of three lives.
The surviving ones, whether it is the Trace Mohen or the Cold Mohen, cannot give any favor to the so-called nobles.
For example, Jibu Mohen, she was born in the magnificent Jibu family since childhood. She has been used to dance parties of all sizes and has learned to communicate true and falsely. What is real and what is false can be seen at a glance.
For example, Leng Mohen, as the only daughter of the Leng family, attending various dance parties and meeting all kinds of people is inevitable. The maturity she has since childhood has made her serve the Leng family for many years.
For example, Mohen Satan Belusebab. Don’t think that there is no distinction between rich and poor in hell. As a royal family, Mohen still has to deal with many people. Now Jibu Mohen is carrying her body
Going far away, Leng Mohen is herself. Then she can only bear all this.
Feng Jingye's eyes flashed for a while, but he didn't say anything. It seemed... it was still a bit disappointed.