Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 85

Feng Qingyan turned around and looked around vigilantly. Thinking about it, she didn't realize that there was someone hiding nearby.

In the attic, a person walked out slowly. The first thing exposed to the moonlight was a white cloth shoe, and every step he took seemed to be silent.

Immediately after that was the hem of the clothes that swayed with the steps, and Shengxue's white clothes fell into Feng Qingyan's eyes.

A slender jade hand was held in front of him, holding a delicate jade flute, and the wide sleeves hung down from his arms, fluttering with the evening wind.

He didn't see his face, but he could faintly see an extraordinary demeanor.

"I didn't intend to disturb the girl, but I hope you will forgive me."

The person in front of him nodded slightly, and bowed to Feng Qingyan. The white jade hairpin inserted obliquely held back the black hair like a waterfall. His delicate face was as cold and flawless as pure jade, and there was no lack of dignity and elegance in his calmness.

This is a jade-like man, bathed in the moonlight, exuding a cool breath that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

"I don't know what to call the young master? Where does he live? How old is he? How about adding a WeChat account?"

As soon as Feng Qingyan saw the person in front of him, she went directly to his side, talking to herself, regardless of whether he understood or not.

A pair of beautiful eyes twinkled with stars.

Her face control problem has happened again.

Don't want to send it to your door for nothing, it's very eye-catching.

"Heh." With a slight smile, the corner of the man's lips curled into a faint smile, which was so light that it would melt away when the wind blows.

"Girls are interesting."

The man has always maintained that calm posture.

"Under Mo Ruyu." He cupped his hands, with a touch of alienation, still holding the jade flute in his hand.

"People on Moshang are like jade, and your son is unparalleled in the world."

This is the first poem that flashed through Feng Qingyan's mind, and I think it is the most appropriate to describe him.

It turns out that there are really jade-like men in this world.

In the dark night, she didn't notice that when she uttered that poem, Mo Ruyu was in a daze for a moment, and something faintly came to mind.

It's like a dream, it's not real, and it's fleeting in a flash, leaving only a gentle and pleasant voice echoing: "The man on Mo is like jade, and your son is unparalleled in the world. From now on, you will take Mo as your surname. Jade is named..."

"A man lives up to his name, it's really a good name." Feng Qingyan couldn't help admiring.

For beautiful things, she has never been stingy in praising, especially for beautiful men who suit her appetite.

Ever since she had Ye Yunshen, the monster who brought disaster to the country and the people, by her side, she looked at other men as if they were Chinese cabbage.

And this Mo Ruyu has a cold temperament, although she is not as evil and flamboyant as Ye Yunshen, but her appearance is outstanding, as a senior face dog, she can't take her eyes away.

Mo Ruyu came back to her senses, looking at the smiling face of the woman in front of her, especially the starry eyes, which somehow made him feel familiar, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Miss praise."

Feng Qingyan waved her hand at Mo Ruyu, and smiled very familiarly: "Hey, don't be a girl, it's so strange to call me, my name is Feng Qingyan, you can call me Ayan, or Qing You can do everything, we will be a family from now on."

She is still dreaming sweet dreams.

"Family?" Mo Ruyu's tone was a bit surprised, but her expression was calm and without the slightest wave.

He hadn't heard the word family for a long time, so much so that he had forgotten what a family was.

"To tell you the truth, my lord, the little girl did some calculations just now, and found out that I am missing in my lord's life." Feng Qingyan pretended to be a magic wand again, doing the calculations there, as if it was true.

As she said that, she smiled and frowned, "Do you think this is a fate destined by heaven?"

Mo Ruyu smiled lightly, but didn't answer.

"I'm telling you..."

Feng Qingyan wanted to say something more, but——

"Coincidentally, Yan'er is also here."

"..."

　The hero has three seconds to reach the battlefield!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)