I lead the villains to help justice in the world of cultivating immortals

As soon as he opened the door, he met the waiter with a kind smile on his face, "Guest officer, the bowls and chopsticks you want."

After taking it, Xingli gave instructions to Xiao Er, then took out some money from her purse and handed it to Xiao Er.

Xiaoer took it with satisfaction, and then left.

Xingli returned to the room with the bowls and chopsticks in her hand.

Then he handed the new pair of chopsticks to Mo Sheng, and wanted to persuade him, but Mo Sheng picked up the chopsticks and began to eat slowly.

He ate extremely seriously, and his eyes were not as cold as before.

Xing Li was also full, so she propped her head and watched Mo Sheng eat boredly.

Blinking his eyes, he locked tightly on the person in front of him, that palm-sized face, porcelain white and soft.

"name."

Mo Sheng lowered his head and said lightly.

"Li Risheng."

Mo Sheng paused slightly with his chopsticks.

Then put down the chopsticks, just sat on the stool like this, and said in a flat tone, "I won't eat."

"But you've only eaten a few mouthfuls!" Xing Li frowned and said.

Mo Sheng's eyes didn't have any waves, as if he didn't hear Xingli's words at all.

Looking at Mo Sheng's appearance of not getting any diesel, Xingli felt a nameless anger burning in his heart.

Snapped--

Xingli patted the table, and there was a loud noise, shaking the table.

There was a bowl rolling off the table, clattering——

It shattered directly at Mo Sheng's feet.

Porcelain splattered.

Even so, did Mo Sheng have any reaction, but looked up at Xing Li's lips slightly curled up, that mockery made people even more angry.

"Do you like to eat or not! I really owe you!"

After finishing speaking, Xingli sighed, bent down and picked up the pile of broken porcelain pieces, as if thinking of something, she sighed and said.

"Is the food not to your liking? What do you want to eat? I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you again."

Xingli lowered her head and didn't wait for Mo Sheng's reply, so she could only look up at Mo Sheng, those bright eyes just looked into Mo Sheng's eyes, "You haven't eaten for two days, you are eating some, okay? "

Mo Sheng met those eyes, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he clenched his hands unconsciously, and it took a long time before he let out a muffled "um" from his throat.

Xingli finally waited until Mo Sheng paid attention to her, she quickly wrapped the porcelain in her hand and threw it away, her movements were somewhat cheerful.

"What do you want to eat?" Xing Li lifted up her robe again and sat down to narrate Mo Sheng, leaning over and said,

Putting one hand on the edge of the table and the other on his knee, he stared at Mo Sheng intently.

Feeling Xingli's closeness, Mo Sheng resisted the urge to push her away, and said, "Xingli."

After hearing this, Xingli frowned, "No way ~ you haven't eaten for two days, listen to me and have some porridge."

Mo Sheng felt his brows protruding, pursed his lips, and slowly uttered the deep and magnetic words, "Li Risheng."

Seeing Mo Sheng's complexion was not so good, Xingli hurried to run away, "I'll go and remind you~"

There was no reaction to Mo Sheng's act of calling his name just now.

Mo Sheng looked at the back of Xingli leaving, his eyes became a little deep for a moment, he twisted his hands unconsciously, and muttered the pseudonym Xingli had just given, "Li Risheng..."

"Li Risheng..."

After a while, Mo Sheng didn't know what to think, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his pale lips curled into a shallow curve, inexplicably adding a decadent beauty.

Until Xingli came back with food and porridge, the boy's mouth was full of this smile.

Inexplicably, Xingli felt a chill down her spine, as if something was staring at her, which made Xingli shiver unconsciously.

"Hisun, are you back?"

Xing Li:! ! !

Xing Li was almost scared to death.

"System, did I hit his brain just now?"

Xingli even wondered if she just forgot, she actually hit Mo Sheng's brain?

Otherwise, why the last second was half-dead, and he said nothing about his own people.

In the next second, the smile is so "weird"?

right!To Xingli, isn't that smile on Mo Sheng's face weird?

[The villain~ There is always something wrong with the brain circuit, Ann~]

Xingli felt dubious about what the system said, thinking that her system had never been reliable.

Xingli frowned, brought the porridge and food in front of Mo Sheng, gritted her teeth, "Well, since you're awake, go back to your room and sleep later."

Mo Sheng's hands under the table tightly grasped his clothes, and his crow-feather eyelashes covered Mo Sheng's thoughts, making it impossible for anyone to pry.

"Aren't you going to keep me safe?"

The shiny black hair hangs over Mo Sheng's shoulders, revealing the fair neck and rolling Adam's apple.

"You... didn't you say...to protect my safety?"

Mo Sheng repeated what he said just now, this time Xingli could clearly hear the trembling in Mo Sheng's words.

Xingli looked at Mo Sheng, who was in a tense state, with his head down, fragile and pitiful.

The tip of her tongue pressed against her palate, Xingli folded her arms around her chest, narrowed her watery eyes, and mused.

In the end, it was Xingli who lost the battle, but that poor little girl was too miserable. Xingli, an old mother, couldn't see her cub being so wronged.

And it seems that there is a lack of floor coverings in my room.

........

That night.

Listening to the regular breathing sound under the bed, Xingli fell asleep with no burden in her heart.

Until Xing Li's shallow and regular breathing sounded, the boy who should have been in a deep sleep.

He opened those eyes suddenly, turned his head slightly, and looked at Xingli who was not far away.

Then he lifted the quilt, got up, put on a white shirt, and walked slowly in front of Xingli.

Pain and struggle appeared in his eyes, and then he closed his eyes to cover up all these emotions.

Stretching out his hand, he slowly approached the person in front of him.

Finally, it landed on Xingli's fragile neck, and her hot hands pressed against Xingli's cool and slender neck.

As if feeling something, Xingli frowned but didn't wake up.

Mo Sheng touched Xingli's Adam's apple, and got the answer he wanted.

The sudden smile was extremely bright, and those pitch-black eyes looked so wonderful and gorgeous.

She narrowed her eyebrows, increased the strength in her hand, and said in a soft and low tone, "Since you're awake, don't pretend to be asleep~"

Xingli opened those beautiful eyes, there was no warmth in them, only vigilance, "Mo Sheng, I didn't expect that you still have the habit of strangling other people's necks in the middle of the night."

Xing Li straightened up, leaned against the bed rail, and raised her eyes casually.

"Why lie to me?"

Mo Sheng spoke suddenly.

Xingli frowned, she didn't expect Mo Sheng to ask such a question, or she didn't expect to be exposed so quickly.

"Why... lied to me? Master!" Mo Sheng directly tore through Xingli's disguise, with a sharp and bloody tone.

The once soft and well-behaved delicate young man, with a hint of strangeness in his brows and eyes, is surly and chilling.