Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Some fatigued, he sat down on the sofa beside the exile, leaning on the soft cushions, and his handsome face, which had finally recovered some blood, turned pale again.

Feng Ban looked at the young man who couldn't hide the weakness in front of him, his eyes flashed, and he reached out and pressed a raised bell on the coffee table.

"Master, what are your orders?"

A respectful voice came from the bell.

Feng Ban glanced at the sick Qiang Mo on the sofa, and said:

"Porridge, two servings."

The housekeeper on the other end of the bell was obviously stunned, why did the young master suddenly want to eat such a vegetarian meal?

I was puzzled, but did not ask, and went to prepare quickly.

Qiang Mo closed his eyes and listened to Feng Xian's words. He felt a little emotional in his heart, and Young Master Feng finally looked like a person.

The efficiency of the housekeeper was very fast, and in less than 20 minutes, the white porridge was delivered.

Looking at Qiang Mo, who appeared out of thin air, with some surprise, when did his young master tolerate a teenager being so casual in the villa?

Feng Ban glanced at the housekeeper, who couldn't help but shudder and hurriedly backed out.

Qiang Mo opened his eyes slightly, and confirmed that it was edible porridge.

Feng Xun served others on a rare occasion, and turned a spoon into a bowl of white porridge and handed it to Qiang Mo.

The latter took it lazily and drank leisurely.

Qiang Mo was tasting the white porridge, thinking about how to find a way to eat here next time.

For a while, the two of them didn't speak, but they seemed very harmonious and quiet.

Qiang Mo silently finished the bowl of porridge, and handed the empty bowl in his hand to Feng Xian, who was accompanying him to drink porridge.

Feng Xun choked directly on his chest in one breath, and he was still motivated.

His eyes were tangled for a while, but he still chose to take Qiang Mo's empty bowl.

That's all, I've already served it once, and the second time I'll serve it, it's like feeding a pet.

Qiang Mo comfortably took the white porridge that Feng Ban handed over again, and squinted comfortably, but he didn't know that it just happened to collide with the thoughts in someone's mind.

like one,

Lazy cat.

The warm sun is slanting, just in time.

Warm and cosy.

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After the meal, Qiang Mo pretended to close his eyes and doze off. Feng Xun took a deep look at the young man lying on the sofa, then turned around and went upstairs.

Qiang Mo's earlobes moved, and when he heard the voice of the latter going upstairs, he slowly opened his eyes, without the slightest drowsiness filling them.

Raising his hand slightly, his fingertips overlapped to make a complicated pattern.

A faint light suddenly flashed out, forming a barrier.

Qiang Mo gradually straightened up and glanced at several surveillance cameras hidden in the corner through the transparent barrier.

This eldest young master is really suspicious. He has to install so many surveillance cameras in the place where he lives, so that she won't be able to avoid the barrier.

Sitting cross-legged, Qiang Mo gently closed his eyes and used the spiritual power of his body.

A wave of warm spiritual power roamed through Qiang Mo's body, and the place that was poisoned by the scorpion grass was gradually repaired under the nourishment of the spiritual power.

Her spiritual power can't cure the poison of gulp grass, but now it has been cured by this eldest young master... To restore some vitality, she can still do it.

After a cup of tea, Qiang Mo slowly put down his hands and opened his eyes that were as bright as a clear spring in the mountains. At this moment, a touch of silver appeared in his eyes.

The dark gray on weekdays has been completely replaced by this touch of light silver, making it more mysterious and noble.

Qiang Mo let out a sigh of relief, got up and got off the sofa.