Quick wear: beautiful male boss, please don't tease

Chapter 47 Young Master Leng vs Little White Lotus Swaying in the Water 6
After leaving the room.

Ye Moze locked the door behind his back, raised his eyes slightly, and dodged into the vacant room beside him, into the interspatial ring.

Pieces of bamboo leaves fell from the sky, and Ye Moze fell from the sky. His immature appearance became sharp and angular at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his height gradually became straighter. His black hair became waist-length silver hair, scattered on both sides of his handsome face. .

He stood firmly on the ground, dressed in a white robe that fluttered with immortality, and walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest against the wind.

The breeze blew his spacious robe, rolled up his three thousand silver threads, Ye Moze's snow-colored eyelashes drooped slightly, and he walked step by step to the lotus pond in the depths of the bamboo forest.

Standing in the distance, he looked at the person lying lazily in the pavilion of the lotus pond, with the corners of his lips slightly pursed.

"You've been out."

There was a hint of questioning in the cold voice, causing the people in the booth to roll their eyes secretly.

Withdrawing his gaze from the lotus pond, the person in the pavilion looked back and smiled, his scarlet eyes looked at Ye Moze in the bamboo forest, and laughed lightly.

"Isn't it obvious?"

Wearing a red dress, the wide neckline exposed a piece of snow muscle in front of his chest, he was reclining on the beauty couch, his cherry red lips slightly hooked.

"What, are you angry?"

Quietly looking at the person with the same face as him, Ye Moze's penetrating silver eyes glanced at him lightly, with a stern face.

"Remember what you promised?"

Hearing this, the person in the pavilion smiled softly, with a seductive and demonic sense on his identical face, "Of course I remember, although you and I are the same person, we can only appear in the world alone. , you won, so I can only stay in this dark place."

With a smile on his face as white as jade, Ye Moze walked towards him with an untouched beauty: "Then, as you wish, I will stay in the bamboo forest, and you go outside."

"Ok?"

With a raised eyebrow, the corners of the lips of the people in the pavilion twitched, and they came to their senses, "Oh, it's rare, the famous Master Qinglian of the Yaozu is afraid of a little white lotus!"

Hearing this, Ye Moze's face remained unchanged, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Change or not."

"Change! The little lotus is so cute, how can I let you ruin it." The corners of her lips curled up, and the person in the pavilion stood up from the beauty bed.

The two people in the space ring looked at each other, took a step forward one after another, and walked away.

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"Grumbling--"

Lying on the bed with her head up, Bai Lianhua patted her little belly, squawking and squinting.

Tonger...

Ever since I came to this world, I feel like I'm almost useless.

【...Isn't it the same in the last world】

White Lotus: ...

If you don't tell the truth, we can still be good friends hand in hand!
"bump--"

Suddenly, a loud knock on the door interrupted her, and Bai Lianhua raised her head to look in the direction of the door.

"what?"

It was Ye Moze.

But how did he change?

Looking at Ye Moze with dark eyes, Bai Lianhua rolled over and got up.

"elder brother?"

"Don't call me brother, call me Zhuzhu." The black-haired and red-eyed Ye Moze curled his lips and hugged the white lotus on the bed.

"Huh? Is that your name?"

Nesting obediently in his arms, Bai Lianhua asked innocently with a look of interest in her eyes.

"Hmm... that's it."

He pondered for a moment, nodded, sat on the bed with Bai Lianhua, and poked her belly.

"Little Lotus, are you hungry?"

"Uh-huh!"

Her eyes lit up, and Bai Lianhua looked up at him.

Seeing this, Ye Moze curled his lips into a smile, "Call out for Zhuzhu, and I'll feed you."

"Bamboo!"

Bai Lianhua yelled sweetly, and there was an imperceptible smile on her innocent face.

Bamboo?Ye Moze...

It looks like there are two of them.

　Two more are offered.

　　Why do I suddenly want to write about men and men...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)