The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 547 I Believe
Shuo Ye was excited by himself, but what he heard the next moment made him freeze in place, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.

"You are already ugly, why do you need to be disfigured?"

Sakuya: ...This is heartbreaking.

Shuo Ye, who was like a stone statue, was stunned for a while, and silently uttered a soul torture, "Brother, if I'm ugly, aren't you also ugly?"

Zishuo dignified: ...

Everyone: Seems to make sense.

pull, pull, pull
Leng Wuyou blinked her eyes, the pulling force from her left arm made her look over subconsciously, and what caught her eyes was Jun Moyuan's overly handsome hand pulling her Leng Wuyou was puzzled, and asked with his eyes: "Jun Moyuan, what are you doing?"

"Dirty." Hearing Jun Moyuan spit out this word in disgust, Leng Wuyou was stunned, she looked up her sleeve, and saw Jun Moyuan stretched out two hands to hold the corner, She blinked her eyes, but she didn't see any traces of dirt.

The dark phoenix eyes were raised again, looking at Jun Moyuan, seeing him stubbornly tugging at her sleeves, and performing cleaning techniques from time to time, Leng Wuyou was a little confused.

What's up with this guy?
Leng Wuyou really couldn't understand, so he simply asked.

Jun Moyuan's eyes swept across Shuo Ye lying on the ground, full of disgust.

Leng Wuyou saw it, and remembered that Shuo Ye seemed to be pulling the corner of her clothes before, so this man disliked Shuo Ye for pulling her clothes, but Leng Wuyou was more inclined to be this man's possessiveness. up.

Seeing that Jun Moyuan was still tugging, Leng Wuyou was helpless, with a stern face, sighed softly, stretched out his hand to grab Jun Moyuan's hand, and pulled his hand down, "Okay , it's not dirty anymore."

The tone is soft as if coaxing a child.

Jun Moyuan frowned slightly, as if a little reluctant, his eyes were still fixed on Leng Wuyou's sleeve that was pulled by Shuo Ye.

Seeing this, Leng Wuyou directly held Jun Moyuan's hand in his own, and said silently, "It's already very clean, if you use the cleaning technique, my clothes will fade."

Jun Moyuan froze for a moment, then lowered his eyes to look, and sure enough, he saw that the little girl's sleeve had a little whitish mark at the moment, he silently looked away, um, he can explain it, "Qibao, would you believe me if I said it was originally this color?"

Leng Wuyou paused for a moment, his originally stern face became more serious, his gaze skipped over the whitish sleeve, and then he took a look at the flame-red color on his body, before silently nodding, "I Letter." Damn, my clothes are obviously red, okay, but then again, isn't this clothes a cassock?Why is the cassock still faded?
Could it be that the store cut corners and used inferior fabrics for her.

Leng Wuyou just thought about it, and Jun Moyuan really wanted to explain his previous behavior, in order not to leave a bad impression in front of the little girl.

So he said slowly: "Qibao's clothes must have been cut corners by the people who made them, otherwise, how could a cassock fade? It must be because the store saw that Qibao is so good-looking and young, so they insulted you like this of.

You might as well look at this, let me prepare your clothes for you in the future. "

Jun Moyuan said so much, but the most important thing is the last sentence.

Leng Wuyou hadn't spoken yet, the face of Leng Wushang standing next to her had already turned black into the bottom of a pot, his whole body had a gloomy aura, and his eyes shot straight at Jun Moyuan and Jun Moyuan with a strong murderous intent. Leng Wuyou shook hands.

(End of this chapter)