Chapter 570 Come to My Arms (49)

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It scratched its head and said,

[Miss, you have been tired of crooked for a long time. 】

So much so that I have read all the novels.

Tuanzi secretly said.

Fu Sheng's eyelids twitched, "...how many days?"

Isn't it just one night?

[More than that... I was imprisoned for at least three days. 】

As he spoke, Tuanzi honestly raised five fingers.

No one chats with it, and it is so lonely that it counts the days with its fingers every day.

"... three... three days?"

Fu Sheng was stunned, "Really?"

"You were imprisoned for three days???"

【Almost...】

It's actually five days,

But Tuanzi thinks it's better not to make it clear.

After all, looking at Madam's face now, it's not very good anymore.

Fusheng fell silent, her legs were trembling slightly,

Strange... no wonder,

She just said, why does it feel like a night is so long,

It was so long that she almost collapsed,

"Smelly white! Scoundrel!!"

Fusheng was so angry that he suddenly stretched out his claws to pinch his ears,

Mo Shang stopped walking and looked at her with a confused expression.

Seeing that Fusheng wanted to pinch his ears, he obediently lowered his head and let her pinch.

"What... what's wrong?"

"It's okay." Fu Sheng gritted his teeth,

She pressed slightly with her fingertips, and then let go when the man's ears were a little red.

"Smelly white, I'm angry!"

"It's still the kind that can't be coaxed well!"

Fusheng was puffed up, leaning against his arms like a little puffer fish.

Mo Shang was taken aback, looked at her,

He was about to speak,

suddenly,

A blue butterfly flew over from afar and landed in front of Fusheng, flapping its wings gently.

Fusheng glared at him, then cast a spell on the butterfly,

The butterfly quickly turned into a line of text and came into view.

"The time is ripe, waiting for your order."

Fu Sheng paused, then stretched out his hand to scatter the words.

Afterwards, she patted Mo Shang and motioned him to put her down.

"Choubai, it's your turn to play." Her tone softened.

"Huh?" Mo Shang was confused.

"Finally, you have something to do." Fu Sheng showed a gritted smile,

After finishing speaking, she directly took his hand and walked out.

The role of rumors has been fermented these days, and it should have been brought to the extreme.

Next,

It's time for the main character to appear.

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After a day and night of traveling,

The magic camp welcomed their master with great fanfare.

The devil, Feng Sheng, brought her new male favourite, to the barracks in person.

Now, the demon cultivators were so excited that they wanted to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

They brazenly provoked Qingxiu,

While watching Mo Shang, he commented.

In terms of looks... well... there is no choice.

body... well...

It seems that there is no choice.

On root qualifications...

It seems that there is no choice.

Not to mention, he is really the number one choice when it comes to male favourites.

Moxiu has always acted recklessly, disdainful of the secular world,

Apart from Mo Shang Qingxiu's identity, he is still very satisfied with him.

then,

All the demon cultivators are like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, the more she looks at her, the more she is satisfied.

Mo Shang served Fusheng quietly, turning a deaf ear to the laughter outside,

Only when he heard a few vague words saying that they are a good match, he slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

Fu Sheng was looking at the document, thinking about the next plan,

From time to time, Mo Shang would deliver fruit, and she would naturally bite it.

When she came here, the fragments settled down a lot, which made her feel very comfortable.

Therefore, when thinking about things, my brain is a lot brighter.

[Miss, remember to fight with the fragments. 】