The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 74 Acquaintances
A killer would have low self-esteem. In the ancient feudal society, it would be difficult to accept people with purple pupils.

"A pair of beautiful eyes, like precious gems, if I have such a pair of eyes, I will be very happy."

Mo Qingcheng's words are sincere. With such beautiful and clear eyes, I already like them just by looking at them.

Leng Wuqing looked at Mo Qingcheng, and found that her expression did not look like a lie, so he couldn't help laughing at himself.

"My eyes are my logo, and if you bring me by your side, you are pushing yourself into the fire pit."

When Mo Qingcheng heard this, a confident smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and he lifted his ruthless chin with one hand, which was very much like a man's mouth.

"I'm different from others. I may not be able to do what others can't do."

Before Leng Wuqing could react, Mo Qingcheng lifted Leng Wuqing's eyelids and put the colored contact lenses in.

It's only a few tens of seconds, and it will be fine. Looking at his masterpiece, Mo Qingcheng nodded in satisfaction.

"It's not bad. You're pretty handsome. You'll be like this from now on."

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror coldly, falling on the black eyes, he couldn't help reaching out to touch the eye sockets, and spoke with a trembling voice.

"Why, why is it black."

Why did his eyes turn from purple to black all of a sudden.

"Don't worry, these are called colored contact lenses. You wear them when you want black eyes, and take them off when you want them to go back to purple."

After finishing speaking, Mo Qingcheng installed one for himself, told him how to install it, took it off again, and told him how to remove it.

It was the first time that Leng Wuqing knew that the color of the eyes could be changed, and now he admired Mo Qingcheng even more. The movements were very simple. Mo Qingcheng only did it once, and he learned it.

"Thank you."

"No, you are mine, and I am doing this for myself."

After finishing speaking, Mo Qingcheng walked out.

"You can sleep here! I'll go to the master bedroom, and you will be Wushang from now on."

After speaking, he left gracefully.

Mo Qingcheng planned to find a bodyguard with high martial arts for his life, but he didn't know how much she shocked Leng Wuqing.

After Mo Qingcheng left, she stared at the mirror coldly and ruthlessly, looking at her own eyes and appearance without blinking. She never thought that in this world, there is really a skill even better than disguise, makeup.

From now on, he can finally no longer be ridiculed with strange eyes, and he doesn't have to be watched like a monkey, looking into black eyes and laughing coldly.

Early the next morning, an uninvited visitor came to visit.

Mo Qingcheng only slept for two or three hours before being woken up.

On the way, Mo Qingcheng briefly introduced Leng Wuqing's situation, only saying that the person who rescued him when he disappeared was recruited by him as a bodyguard and arrived last night, so Linglong and Xiaoxi didn't see him.

The two maids didn't doubt Mo Qingcheng's words at all, but were a little puzzled, did they sleep so dead?

In the living room, waiting for Mo Qingcheng was actually the little boy who was diagnosed with leukemia by Mo Qingcheng last time.

The one with the little boy was a middle-aged man. Seeing Mo Qingcheng, the middle-aged man stood up and saluted.

"Miss Mo, you can call me Butler Mo."

"Hello, Butler Mo, I don't know who you are here today?"

In fact, seeing the little boy, Mo Qingcheng still guessed a thing or two.

Butler Mo walked up to the little boy and spoke lightly.

"This is our little son, named Yunzheng. Last time, Miss Mo gave a lot of solutions that everyone said was feasible, so I came here specially to ask Miss Mo to treat my little son. The consultation fee is not a problem. What are the requirements? , you can mention it."

Looking at the little boy who had become more lifeless than before, Mo Qingcheng stepped forward and moved the little boy's body. The little boy just frowned and didn't give Mo Qingcheng a look.

"It's not that I don't want to be cured, and I'm not sure if it can be cured."

Hearing this, Butler Mo's eyes lit up and he spoke hastily.

"There is always hope if you try it. If you don't try, there is no hope at all. I implore the girl to heal my little son."

(End of this chapter)