Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 410
in the dining hall.

Di Jiu sat in the corner with downcast eyes, as if he was thinking about something, his whole body exuded an air-conditioning that should not be approached by strangers, which frightened the nearby students to avoid that place.

A ray of light passed by when everyone was not paying attention, and Di Jiu's eyes narrowed.

The pretty brows and eyes were full of indifference, she narrowed her eyes and asked in her mind: "Have you found it?"

Dabai's voice sounded in his mind: "I found the master, the woman's surname is Nangong, her name is Nangong Yurong, she is seventeen years old, she and Shen Xi should be childhood sweethearts."

But as soon as the words came out, Dabai felt a chill down his spine.

Flicking his fluffy ears, his piercing eyes were full of doubts.

What did it say wrong?
In the overcrowded cafeteria, there was a moment of silence because of the appearance of a person.

Shen Xi walked in, didn't deliberately look at it, but immediately saw Di Jiu sitting in the corner with a bad complexion.

He was not in a hurry to get food, he hesitated for a while, and walked over.

Di Jiu watched the man approaching, and in a daze, she thought of Mo Jue.

In the ice and snow, Mo Jue was dressed in black fox fur, with a straight figure, a gentle smile, every frown and smile exuded an elegant temperament, as if he was wearing a golden light, dazzling wherever he went.

"Why didn't you go to class?"

Shen Xi and Mo Jue's identical faces were reflected in his eyes, and Di Jiu withdrew his thoughts.

The corner of her mouth twitched, "I'm in a bad mood, so I don't want to go."

Hearing what she said, Shen Xi subconsciously wanted to explain, but later realized something was wrong, could it be because of Nangong Yurong?
Sitting opposite her, Shen Xi pursed his lips, "You...are you in a bad mood because of something? Is it convenient to say it? Although I can't help you out, I can listen."

Hearing this, Di Jiu had a smile in his eyes.

Her Mo Jue has always been so understanding.

She approached slightly, lowered her voice and asked, "What do you think it's because of me?"

There was a faint fragrance on the woman's body, the smell of plum blossoms, and Shen Xi's favorite scent.

"Brother Shen!"

Nangong Yurong came just in time for this time, she took the lunch that someone called her, and asked softly: "Brother Shen, can I sit here?"

Shen Xi was about to speak.

"No."

Di Jiu interrupted him directly, his brows were stained with the wind and frost of the cold winter, and there was a turmoil hidden in his weather-beaten eyes, how could a little girl be able to bear it.

Nangong Yurong's body trembled, her eyes turned a little red, she lightly tugged on Shen Xi's sleeve, and said in aggrieved way, "Brother Shen..."

Seeing Nangong Yurong tug on Shen Xi's cuff, Di Jiu's anger rushed to his head, and his eyes became even more sinister.

However, she lowered her head slightly and couldn't see clearly.

Shen Xi also frowned slightly, avoiding Nangong Yurong's hand, "Princess Nangong, there are no seats here, sorry."

"..." Di Jiu was taken aback.

Nangong Yurong glanced at the vacant seat near him in astonishment, and her heart sank even more.

Why is elder brother Shen so indifferent to her?

Subconsciously looking at the opposite woman, there seemed to be a hint of provocation in the other's eyes.

Nangong Yurong's eyes suddenly became unkind, with a hint of cruelty.

Di Jiu slightly hooked his lips, and his sneer was very faint, but Nangong Yurong could hear it clearly.

She gritted her silver teeth tightly, then looked at Shen Xi, and said weakly: "Brother Shen, I met Uncle Shen when I came to Beijing yesterday, and he invited me to your house for dinner today, why don't we have dinner together tonight?" Let's go back?"

(End of this chapter)