Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Qiang Mo's pupils shrank, and he said in a cool tone:

"The gauze tied with the injury two days ago."

Feng Shi looked at the young man inquiringly, listened to this strange answer, thought for a while, but did not continue to ask, acquiesced to the answer, turned around and left the room.

Qiang Mo scolded in a low voice, almost...

He quickly got up from the bed with a new set of white sweaters in his hands.

Out of the master bedroom, I saw the lazy figure on the sofa.

She didn't realize that this guy has such a side, Feng Ban was wearing an all-black sweater, and was leaning lazily on the soft cushion.

At first glance, the two people's clothes seem to match.

Qiang Mo glanced at Feng Ban with an indifferent expression, and said:

"It's almost noon."

The implication is, why haven't you prepared lunch yet?

Feng Shi's eyes flickered, pretending not to hear what Qiang Mo said:

"Well, it's almost time."

He thought about the kitchen that was about to be blown up by himself, and the dark eyes of Feng shunned a little.

Qiang Mo looked at Feng Shi's appearance as an old man, and pouted, not at all as cute as her Xiao Yesu.

Suddenly, a look of annoyance flashed in Qiang Mo's eyes. Damn, her little night was so mad.

Immediately, he habitually pressed the communicator behind his ear, but all he touched was his flat skin.

Qiang Mo's eyes were deep, and he took her things away without saying a word?

Thinking of taking her cell phone away, Qiang Mo sneered.

He walked to Feng Ban with his long legs, leaned down, supported the sofa cushion beside him, raised his eyebrows condescendingly and asked:

"Young Master Feng, borrow your mobile phone."

Feng Ban's calm eyes were swept away by the young man's sudden movements, and he said in a dangerous tone:

"Want to die?"

Qiang Mo let out a low laugh, but slowly straightened up.

Feng Xun looked at Qiang Mo, who was already calm, pointed to the mobile phone on the coffee table beside him, and said without any scruples:

"Password 860."

Qiang Mo glanced at Feng Ban unexpectedly, but she didn't expect the eldest young master to tell her the password so easily.

I took the mobile phone on the coffee table, entered the password, unlocked it, and kept my eyes on a piece of software for a while, START.

I didn't expect this guy to play too.

A game...that will let you crack your tangled madness.

Then click on the call, and skillfully broadcast a number.

"Beep...beep..."

The voice of the call came. After a sound, the phone was connected, but there was no sound from the opposite side.

The corner of Qiang Mo's lips curved into a smile:

"it's me."

Ye Su on the other end burst into tears. Her ancestors finally got in touch!

Hiding his voice, Ye Su pretended to be okay and cursed angrily:

"Next time, you should put a locator in your mind when you're not paying attention."

Qiang Mo couldn't help but chuckle, her little Yesu looked so angry, so cute.

"I may go back after a while, take care of myself."

Ye Su softly hummed, although she was still worried about Qiang Mo, but she knew the latter's strategizing arrangements, so she should silently wait for her boss.

Qiang Mo hung up the phone and directly deleted his communication records, a plan flashed across his eyes.

He casually threw the used phone back to the banished man on the sofa, and then suddenly felt a little tired...

Sure enough, the poison of Skull Grass is really well-deserved.

He laughed at himself, wondering what he was thinking.