The Strongest Little Devil: Master, Come to Fight!

Wan An glanced at Luo Xiaoman, took a deep look at her, and left Bailuo Town.

It's impossible to be your Luo Xiaoman's eyeliner. For Wanjia, I can betray my own rules.

Oh, sure enough, you are still too young.

"Master." Mo Yuan glanced at Wan'an's back and asked in confusion, "Didn't you have unlocked the seal of the jade charm?"

"Yuan, don't you know this?" Luo Xiaoman was there, and said with a smug look: "I know about Wan'an. He is the most loyal dog of Wan'an."

"Ok?"

"In other words, I never thought about using him as an eyeliner. The reason for doing this is to tell Wanjia through his mouth that I don't know the news in this jade symbol, so I relax my vigilance."

Mo Yuan's eyes lit up, and he looked at Luo Xiaoman deeply.

This little master, he is really a little fox with a black belly.

Even though Wan'an was an old river and lake, he was still clapped by the little fox like Luo Xiaoman, but he was still secretly proud.

"Yuan." Suddenly, Luo Xiaoman stretched out, smiled playfully at Mo Yuan, then spread his hands naturally, "Behind me."

Mo Yuan's heart trembled, and his stern face was rarely flushed, and then he hummed softly, stiffly lifting Luo Xiaoman on his back.

Luo Xiaoman was lying on Mo Yuan, closing his eyes comfortably, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Yuan, why is your back so comfortable? I really want to keep going." Her voice was soft and waxy, like a hammer, hitting Mo Yuan's heart hard.

"Well, knowing that Master likes it, Yuan is willing to carry you all the time."

"Hey, Yuan, you are so kind, I really didn't pick you back in vain."

The corners of Mo Yuan's lips hooked subconsciously, and it seemed that the scene of each other's first meeting appeared in his mind.

He will never forget that those clear and bright eyes, like a hot sun, illuminate his blank heart.

"who are you?"

"Mo Yuan."

"Where do you live? Where is your family?"

"..."

"Don't remember? You are so pitiful. Or, you will **** with me in the future."

"it is good!"

"From now on, I will be your master. If you have a scent from me, you will have a spicy sip."

Mo Yuan: Master, actually...I don't eat spicy food!

Luo Xiaoman: No, you eat!

Mo Yuan came back to his senses and found that Luo Xiaoman had already fallen asleep on his back.

He glanced at the side of his eyes with a faintly white face, as if to say that people's backs are not bad, why does the master like yours?

Oh, he fell out of favor.

Mo Yuan frowned, suddenly jumped and sat on Da Bai's back.

Da Bai: Huh?

"Go, Bai Luoshan."

Da Bai: Hey, I am the exclusive mount of the little master, not yours! ! Go down, you guy with a poker face.

However, under Mo Yuan's cold eyes, Da Bai could only recognize it.

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"Master, Wan'an is back."

"Oh, this traitor has a face to come back?"

Wan Wu squinted his eyes and glanced at Wan Zitong who was preparing.

Wan Zitong had put on a phoenix pattern straight, tied a pony tail, and looked very heroic.

"Let him in." She said quietly while tidying up her wristbands.

Soon, Wan An walked in and knelt down quickly. "Patriarch, eldest lady, Wan An has come back to plead guilty."

"You..." Wan Wugang wanted to scold him, but was stopped by Wan Zitong.

She squinted her eyes and stared at Wan'an deeply. "Did Luo Xiaoman let you come back?"