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Since that day, Feng Yu has come to Jiuwu Lingxu every day, as if she has treated her home. When Mo Chen was cooking tea, she was working on the side, and when Mo Chen was reading, she also reads. When Mo Chen was fishing, she cooked tea and served her. Even when Mo Chen cooked, she insisted on helping in the kitchen.

The harmony between the two seemed abrupt and could not be integrated.

Just like at this time Mo Chen was sitting casually by the lotus pond, holding a fishing rod in one hand and a book in the other hand reading, while Feng Yu was kneeling beside him and cooking tea quietly, with a handsome man and beautiful woman, the picture was very beautiful. Seeing Feng Yu so virtuous, Qingcheng felt more and more that he could not do anything, and he felt sour bubbles in his heart, so he simply hid in the room and didn't come out in depressedness.

After reading the book, Mo Chen looked up and saw that Qingcheng was not under the wisteria flower tree. After looking around, she didn't notice that she put down her things and stood up and walked towards her room.

Feng Yu, behind her, pinched the tea set in her hand hatred, and a cold light burst out from her eyes. She found that Mo Chen was no longer concerned about Qingcheng. Although neither of them realized it, she discovered it. It seemed that she must find a way to drive away the little fairy!

"Why don't you go out in the room?" Mo Chen went in and saw Qingcheng sitting by the window, holding his cheek with his hands on his face and wondering what he was thinking.

"If you don't go to cultivate feelings with your kissing fiancée, why do you come to me for? I can't do anything!" Qingcheng choked him with the sourness he didn't even notice.

Mo Chen raised his eyebrows, unable to understand why she was angry, it seemed that she did nothing! It was indeed a beautiful heart, a needle under the sea.

"I didn't develop feelings with anyone."

Qingcheng was choked, but it was really not so good. Can she say she was jealous? Can she? Finally, she was bored for a while and she said, "I want to go to the sea of ​​clouds in the wilderness to watch the sunset."

"Well, I'll take you there."

"Then she..." Mo Chen probably knew about Qingcheng's appearance. The little girl didn't like Feng Yu, and her mind flashed. She seemed to understand what she was angry about, but she was inexplicably happy, so he made a decision secretly.

"Then let's go! I can catch up now." He said and pulled Qingcheng out of the door.

"Brother Mo Chen, you..." Feng Yu saw the two of them coming out and smiled. But she didn't have time to say anything, and a white light flashed in front of her eyes and disappeared. Her face was dark and she still unwilling to chase her out, but her speed could not keep up with Mo Chen's god. She could not see their traces at all if she had not chased her far away.

"Hahaha... Is it really good that you run so fast? When I go back later, I will cry for you to see!" Qingcheng looked gloating, and Mo Chen just smiled and said nothing, and hugged her little waist and flew to the sea of ​​clouds in the wilderness.

This is Qingcheng's second time here, and he was still shocked by the magnificent beauty! Fairy Caixia danced on the sea of ​​clouds, and the blood-like rays covered the sea of ​​clouds, which was different from the vibrant beauty at sunrise. The setting sun seemed to wash away all the fatigue of the day, interpreting the last tragic beauty, and also contains vitality and power.
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