Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

It is enough to distinguish the purpose of their trip.

To put it more simply, it means looking for a good home in a fancy dress.

As if thinking of something interesting, the corner of the girl's mouth curled into a wicked smile.

What's the difference between these so-called family eldest ladies, who look like this now, and those firework girls in the brothel?

The girl's sudden smile stunned the young ladies who had been watching.

this smile...

It's too charming...

Qiang Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the eldest ladies of the aristocratic family who were holding their faces a little crazy.

He walked straight to Qi Yan's back, without reminding the latter, he just stood there quietly with a playful expression on his face.

Qi Yan, who had been harassed all the time, suddenly couldn't hear the voice in his ear.

He raised his head with some doubts, and glanced at the ladies of the surrounding noble families, all with hesitant expressions on their faces.

Qi Yan looked back subconsciously, and the girl's enlarged version of the playful smile suddenly caught Qi Yan's eyes.

Qi Yan suddenly took a step back in fright, patted his chest exaggeratedly, and said to the girl in an exaggerated tone:

"Oh my boss, big brother, you always scared me to death."

Qiang Mo raised his eyebrows indifferently, tsk, found out so quickly.

The corners of his mouth ticked unconsciously, and he said lightly:

"What, are you guilty of being a thief?"

Qi Yan quickly waved his hand and denied:

"Oh my aunt, don't make fun of me, I really don't flirt with girls!"

The girl squinted at Qi Yan, who hurriedly explained, and just about to speak, she suddenly saw the surprised and desperate eyes of the young ladies of the aristocratic family.

Sudden fun...

The girl's eyes suddenly softened, and she looked a little charming!

He walked gracefully to Qi Yan's side, put his hand lightly on Qi Yan's shoulder, approached the latter slightly, and said to those aristocratic young ladies in a playful tone:

"Why, not convinced?"

The charming figure combined with the mysterious aura actually made those young ladies from aristocratic families feel a little fearful and inferior.

For a time, most of the aristocratic young ladies around Qi Yan were scattered, and they walked away, but they didn't have the face to stay here anymore.

With such an excellent first-wife wife here, how could they stay in the same place shamelessly?

Obviously, they misunderstood the relationship between Qiang Mo and Qi Yan.

certainly……

This is also the purpose of Qiang Mo.

As soon as the eldest ladies of the aristocratic family left, the girl immediately put aside Qi Yan, walked to the side, and sat in an inconspicuous corner.

Qi Yan was still immersed in the sudden approach of the girl just now, and two blushes appeared on his face.

The corners of Qiang Mo's eyes twitched as he looked at Qi Yan, who looked like a young girl in her arms, this guy... so unrepentant?

She didn't expect that a big designer who is famous in the design world would be like this...

Pure love.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth deepened, he turned his head to look at Qi Yan who was still in a daze, and said lightly:

"Your little suitors have already helped you get rid of them, remember, you owe me a favor,"

Under Qiang Mo's teasing, Qi Yan's face instantly turned red, darling, the goddess's teasing!

Seeing Qi Yan who did not ease but became more shy, the girl helplessly rubbed her brows.

This guy……

That's all, she goes, she goes.

She had never seen a little girl who blushed when she talked to her.

But the old man who blushed when he talked to her...