Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Ye Su immediately answered:

"Mo Jicheng."

Hearing Ye Su's answer, Qiang Mo's lips curled into a knowing chuckle.

The brush in Yuan Xi's hand fell in vain, and the expression on his face was a little complicated.

Well, she now completely believes that guess.

Sighing slightly, he continued:

"That guy has no grudges and no grudges with us, and he doesn't have amnesia or anything. Could it be that he is just idle and okay?"

The young man snorted, and there was some sadness in his tone:

"Xiao Yuanxi...that guy came for you."

Without waiting for Yuanxi to react, he continued to speak:

"Because I can't stand you staying with me all the time, so I put trouble directly on my head."

Yuanxi's face became more complicated after hearing this, and he suddenly rolled his eyes, which obviously involved her.

Seeming to understand the expression on the girl's face, Qiang Mo's lips curled slightly, and he said lightly:

"Because he knows that I will help you resist all the pressure of public opinion."

Yuan Xi suddenly took a sweet sip, how did she feel...

No, no... can't think about it.

Isn't it just heartfelt!

They have known the surname Ye for so long, so there should be some so-called "tacit understanding", right?

There was an unconscious blush on his face, but it didn't seem shy at all.

Qiang Mo looked at the blush on the latter's face strangely, and raised his brows lightly. Could this girl like the boy with the surname Ye?

Serum pupil pulled Ye Su and brought a plate of cantaloupe, silently eating the melon crowd, watching a good show, and couldn't help but said to Ye Su beside him:

"Xiao Yesu, look at these two, you're completely wrong..."

Ye Su silently picked up the last piece of cantaloupe on the plate, and after eating, nodded earnestly.

Mmmm... cantaloupe is delicious.

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In the afternoon, before the teenager could find the Mo family, the latter sent someone to deliver a letter.

Qiang Mo's expression was indifferent, he tore open the letter at will, and scanned the complicated content in the letter at a glance, the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Handing the letter to Yuan Xi on the sofa beside him, the corner of his lips tickled lightly, and he said:

"That's right, the surname is Ye."

Yuanxi took the invitation letter handed over by the young man, frowned and looked at it. After reading it, the expression in his eyes could not be described in words.

Looking up at the young man with a calm face, he said calmly:

"Why did he think I was with you?"

Qiang Mo chuckled and said:

"We can think of him, and he can naturally guess your location."

The thin and cool eyes looked out the window and slowly opened the mouth and said:

"Tomorrow's banquet... To put it bluntly, the purpose, but for the two of us, even if we refuse this time... we can't refuse."

He lowered his eyelashes, covering the emotions in his eyes, and continued:

"What's more... I would like to know more about this young Patriarch of the Mo Family, Mo Jicheng."

Yuan Xi casually lay down on the sofa and said lazily:

"As long as I don't have to get up early tomorrow, I'm fine."

After speaking, he looked at Qiang Mo who was standing with a sincere expression on his face.

The young man snorted and dismantled it without showing any face:

"Then you'd better go to bed now, there is everything in your dreams."

Yuanxi covered her face with the pillow on the sofa, help... She didn't want to get up early.

Her bed is sick and she needs to take care of it! ! ! !

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The next day, early morning.