am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

Xun Ying: "..."

Wang Mo looked at Xun Ying with his arms crossed.

"How do you explain it?" Wang Mo said with his arms crossed.

"Amo, I haven't done it before." Xun Ying shook his head and said.

Wang Mo nodded to show that he believed it, and then puffed up his face again.

"Amo, what's the matter?" Xun Ying asked Wang Mo.

He knew that Wang Mo was just joking, and it was impossible to believe the words of those who came to make trouble, so why did he look a little depressed?

"Why are there so many pretending to be your ex, and only one pretending to be mine." Wang Mo said sullenly.

Xun Ying: "..."

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So Xun Ying took Wang Mo out to support him.

As he was walking there, Wang Mo saw from a distance that at the seat of Xun Ying's predecessor, Wuyang Wuyang was full of people with different styles of painting, and at the table of his predecessor On the road, there is only a lonely female secretary.

The female secretary saw Wang Mo and was still waving a white handkerchief at him excitedly.

Wang Mo: "..."

Pretend not to see, pretend not to see, you can't see me, you can't see me, Wang Mo chanted the mantra in his heart.

Then they walked to the table where Xun Ying's predecessor was.

Only now did Wang Mo see clearly that, except for some dozens of people who looked like big bosses who had already taken their seats, the rest were standing beside them with their number plates waiting for their seats.

Wang Mo: "..."

This is the so-called noodle arrangement, Wang Mo thought to himself, then he nodded and found Lao Mao, the coordinator of the wedding.

"Brother Cat, add a seat for these friends, and don't let them come all the way, just stand there." Wang Mo said.

Wang Mo's words were beautiful, and he looked like a man with a broad heart, but he frightened some minions who followed him to make a fuss.

However, the person who was dressed as the emperor at the head seemed not so easy to deal with.

"Xun Ying, I heard that you are getting married, so why didn't you invite my ex to come over to watch the ceremony?" The emperor-looking man smiled at Xun Ying in a strange way, completely ignoring Wang Mo who was so angry that he became a puffer fish .

"What's the matter with this guy? You still know the group performers at the temple fair?" Wang Mo rolled his eyes, and then asked Xun Yingdao.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, he is not my ex at all, he is delusional at best." Xun Ying comforted Wang Mo softly, and pointed at his head.

The group performer who Wang Mo said was playing the emperor was ignored by the young couple, and Long Yan couldn't help but said angrily.

"Bold! I'm talking to Xun Ying, there's no place for you to intervene," the group performer who played the role of the emperor roared, really a bit thunderous.

However, Wang Mo, who has several kings under him, is obviously used to players of this rank, and is not afraid of him at all. While thinking to himself, "It really is", he rolled his eyes in a bitch and said: "I'm sorry, I'm also talking to Xun Ying, so you can stand aside first."

"You are also worthy of being called me!" The emperor group actors said angrily.

"I am worthy of being called Zhen." Wang Mo arrogantly raised his fluffy head, and with a touch of his hand, the four giants immediately surrounded him, and they all yelled in unison, "Your Majesty! "

Wang Mo: "..."

I always feel that this name is very similar to the bandits who robbed the road in the deep mountains and old forests in ancient times. Wang Mo thought to himself, winking at a few brothers and whispering: "Don't call me the king."

The four important ministers didn't understand the holy will a little bit, and they didn't quite understand why Wang Mo didn't want to be called the king all of a sudden. This title is so close and warm, it sounds like good friends are calling the king. Liu Er and Da Zhao Er feel the same way.

"My lord, don't you think..." Several people seemed to have a little reaction, and then looked at Wang Mo with a strange look.

Wang Mo: "..."

"No, I don't want to." Wang Mo firmly denied.

His original intention was to let the veterans call him the title of His Majesty, the Holy One, etc. However, judging from their reactions, the brothers obviously misunderstood what he meant.

Wang Mo waved his hands tiredly, and asked the contestants to return to their seats.

At the same time, Xun Ying's predecessors in quotation marks also sat down step by step under the guidance of the old cat and the kitten cubs.

"My lord, the thing is like this. Our Xun Ying has already told me that he has nothing to do with you, so you should stop insisting on having nothing." Wang Mo In line with the choice that peace is the most precious, I persuaded each other with good words.

The extras playing the role of the emperor: "..."

"I don't care what Xun Ying thinks, in my opinion, there was a momentary feeling between us." The group performer was probably too excited, and gave Wang Mo the title of Zhen.

"No, you haven't." Wang Mo denied with a smirk.

The group performers were furious, and as soon as they slapped the table, the thousands of people behind them all stood up.

At the same time, Wang Mo also slapped the table, and visually inspected behind him that there are so many people that a large venue can accommodate, and they all stood up at once.

The group performer looked at the people in front of him, then looked back at the people he had brought, thought for a while, and sat down again.