After rebirth, I rely on metaphysics to become the favorite of the wealthy group

Chapter 37 Dog blood comes from life!
man.

It's really a change of heart.

Feng Cheng didn't expect Zhou Mo to bring this up, "I want to marry Nanmiao, but didn't you say that I would ask for it?"

At first he didn't understand the meaning of Zhou Mo's words, but now he understands.

Now Zhou Yi is no longer from Nanmiao, she is Zhou Mo, the second lady of T city, so naturally she can't ask for it.

Zhou Mo twitched her lips, but didn't move any further. She turned and walked into Fang's house, "Go and pack your things."

After a while, Zhou Mo came out with a black schoolbag on his back, and Feng Cheng waited for her against the black crowd.

Those budding peach blossom eyes never moved away from the girl from the moment she walked out.

She was wearing a white sweater today, followed by a short red skirt, revealing half of her slender legs, and she was wearing white canvas shoes.

It is still the old style of Zhuohua, and the whole person is radiant, with a hint of sexiness in the purity.

It's too eye-catching.

Zhou Mo held the shoulder strap of the black schoolbag with her hands. Against the black backdrop, her hands looked even fairer.

Feng Cheng caught her looking over, smiled suddenly, and stepped forward, "Give me the schoolbag."

Zhou Mo was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows, and teased, "Such a gentleman?"

Passing the schoolbag to him naturally, Feng Cheng stretched out his hand to take it, and only after exerting force on his arm did he realize that her schoolbag was heavy.

"What's in it, so many?" He asked.

Zhou Mo circled around, opened the passenger door, got in the car, and closed the door.

Feng Cheng put her schoolbag on the back seat and returned to the driver's seat.

Zhou Mo looked at his perfect profile, "It's nothing, just some paint."

Hearing her explanation, the smile in Feng Cheng's eyes deepened, "You don't need to take Wei Yunqing's matter to heart."

Zhou Mo looked ahead, she didn't think about it at all, okay?

I just want to know the person behind Wei Yunqing, "She is Duan Jingci's mother, are you not afraid of affecting your relationship with Duan Jingci?"

Although he didn't know much about Duan Jingci, Fang Shiji said that Duan Jingci was better with Feng Cheng than with Wei Xingzhe.

Feng Cheng tapped the steering wheel a few times, looked sideways, glanced at her, started the car, and drove towards Feng's house.

He said, "A Ci is not Wei Yunqing's son."

Nani?

Wei Yunqing is Duan Jingci's stepmother?

This is really unexpected.

Zhou Mo leaned against the back of the chair, looked at him from the corner of his eye, and waited for Feng Cheng's next words.

Feng Cheng, "Ah Ci's mother disappeared 20 years ago because of a shipwreck. He was originally thought to have survived. A few months later, his mother's name was also on the list of victims."

Zhou Mo didn't expect Duan Jingci to have such a background, "Then how did Wei Yunqing marry Duan Jingci's father?"

She is more curious about this.

Feng Cheng paused, as if he was recalling the past, and he replied a few seconds later, "Because Wei Yunqing saved Duan Jingci by accident, and later the interests of the family required a marriage, so they got married."

"Is it so bloody?"

"Dog blood comes from life."

***
When we arrived at Feng's house, night had already fallen, and the other courtyard of Feng's house was brightly lit, like an old house.

Standing in front of the gate, Zhou Mo had a slight sense of familiarity with the Feng family.

At this time, the closed big iron door suddenly opened, and Butler Feng trotted out from inside.

Seeing Zhou Mo, he was taken aback for a moment, and then there was a smile on his face, "Miss Zhou."

Zhou Mo said concisely, "Hello." The tone was very light, and under the light, she looked even more beautiful.

Such a good-looking girl is a perfect match for their ninth young master.

Feng Cheng took the schoolbag from the back seat, closed the car door, and walked to Zhou Mo's side.

Steward Feng was impressed by Zhou Mo's very beautiful appearance, and for a moment forgot that he came out to pick up Feng Cheng.

The butler looked past Zhou Mo, turned to Feng Cheng, and bowed slightly, "Master Ninth."

Feng Cheng glanced at Steward Feng, nodded slightly, and turned his face sideways, "Let's go."

Zhou Mo nodded, and the two walked into Feng's courtyard side by side.

The Feng family courtyard is very big, Feng Cheng lives in the southernmost part, and the room arranged for Zhou Mo is opposite to him.

Feng Cheng took Zhou Mo in and put his schoolbag on the lazy sofa.

The layout of the room is very simple. When Zhou Mo entered the door, he glanced around and saw Feng Cheng put down his schoolbag, raised his eyebrows, "Thank you, brother, you have worked hard, go and rest."

This sudden eviction order really caught Feng Cheng beyond expectation.

Feng Cheng stood behind her without moving, and Zhou Mo felt the hot eyes staring at the back of his head.

When she turned around, she met the man's beautiful peach eyes. For a moment, she felt an inexplicable emotion. She pouted and tilted her head, "Brother, what do you want to do?"

The man was so tall that Zhou Mo looked up when he looked at her. Suddenly, the man's face magnified in front of her eyes. He stared at her for a few seconds. face, swallowed unconsciously.

The man has red lips and white teeth, and he has a magical power, wanting someone to come forward and kiss him.

It's just that he... why does he look at her like this?

Zhou Mo swallowed unconsciously, and took a step back honestly, putting distance between Feng Cheng and Feng Cheng.

Feng Cheng suddenly smiled, "Sister, rest well, see you tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Leaving Zhou Mo in a daze for a few seconds, she has lived for several lifetimes.

How could she be teased by a young man.

It must be, Feng Cheng is too handsome.

After Feng Cheng left, Zhou Mo came to the balcony, raised his head, and looked at the sky. There was a starlight, and the seven stars were in succession. This is a rare sight.

Zhou Mo counted, today is the cloudy time and it is suitable for her to practice.

She looked back at the bed in the house, which happened to be facing the balcony, and the moonlight happened to shine directly on the bed.

This room should be used by Feng Cheng to practice, and Feng Cheng knows that she wants to use the spiritual power of Feng's family to practice.

Zhou Mo was even more certain that Feng Cheng was the one who changed the original owner's feng shui luck.

It's just why he did this, she still doesn't know.

Zhou Mo walked back to the room, went to the bathroom to wash up, and after a while, she came out wearing a bathrobe.

When she went to meditate on the bed, the moonlight was thick at this time, and a light invisible to the naked eye was covering her.

This spirit technique was too strong, Zhou Mo couldn't absorb it for a while, and almost turned his true energy backwards.

Beads of sweat kept dripping from her forehead, she opened her eyes suddenly, luckily, she spread her palms, and the hatred on her hands increased a lot.

But there was a surge of spiritual energy in her body, and she had to find a place to release it.

Otherwise, it will backfire and be diluted by spiritual magic.

Zhou Mo clenched his fists tightly, he couldn't hold back anymore. If he released the spiritual spell immediately, the Feng family would definitely explode.

How should she explain it then?

Can't control it anymore, Zhou Mo's body can't absorb such spiritual energy at once, Zhou Mo immediately meditates, but she still underestimated the original owner's body.

Her face was flushed due to the turmoil of spiritual arts, and with a wave of her hand, the powerful force directly knocked off the decorations in the room.

In the study, Feng Cheng raised his eyes and felt a strong wave of spiritual energy. The only person who could draw out such great spiritual energy was Zhou Mo.

He quickly got up, ran to Zhou Mo's room, opened the door and went in to see that Zhou Mo was in a mess, her brows were tightly frowned, as if she was in pain.

(End of this chapter)