am i a devil

The museum hall flower whose blush did not bloom: "..."

"Son, listen to the explanation for your mother!" Hua'er, whose blush hadn't faded, made a very classic gesture, grabbing the carved door lattice outside the wedding room.

"I...don't...listen...I...don't...listen...I...don't...listen!" The skeleton with the perfect haunted house accent vented his anger in his heart.

Wang Mo was very happy eating melons.

"Mother, draw...like...find...out...of...for...him, I want...handsome...that kind of..." Own a perfect haunted house The skeleton with a deep cavity finally decided to get down to business first, so he asked Hua'er in the museum.

"Okay, okay, Mommy will listen to you." Hua'er in the museum hall, whose blush hadn't faded, didn't have any eccentric posture at the moment, nodded quickly, and took out a key from her body, letting a The servant girl rushed to get the portrait back.

Wang Mo was still eating melons by the side.

After a while, the servant girl ran back with a bunch of portraits in her arms.

Hua'er, whose blush did not smudge, rummaged through it for a long time, and finally found a picture scroll that she felt most satisfied with, took it to the door of the wedding room, and held it up to her son's eyelids. Bottom, asked him: "Son, do you think this is the most handsome?"

A skeleton with a perfect haunted cavity: "..."

"Mother, your...aesthetic...beauty...is...no...is...out...what...what...ask...question, this one is really not handsome at all , like an eggplant." The skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent shook his own skeleton and complained.

Wang Mo, who was eating melons, was attracted by the skeleton's complaints, and secretly looked at the portrait.

Wang Mo: "..."

No wonder he wanted plastic surgery to look like me, Wang Mo had no choice but to express his understanding of the other party's previous words and deeds in his heart.

Leaving aside what he looks like, his complexion is somewhat similar to that of an eggplant, Wang Mo thought.

"Son, it's not that my mother won't find you a good-looking portrait, it's really..." Hua'er in the museum, whose blush hadn't faded, said hesitantly.

"Your portraits all look the same." Hua'er in the museum said helplessly.

Wang Mo: "..."

This is too shocking, Wang Mo thought.

Then he saw that, across the door lattice, over the skull with the perfect haunted cavity, there were really dark clouds.

"Ah, old lady, it's okay, just give me all the portraits, I want to see them all."

Wang Mo felt that if he continued to eat melons from the sidelines, he would not be able to be alone, so he rushed out of the crowd in a timely manner, took over the portrait in the hand of the museum flower whose blush had not faded, and smoothed things over road.

Hua'er, whose blush did not fade, was worried that she had said the wrong thing and didn't know how to get off the stage. Now that someone took over the conversation, she felt relieved, so she nodded and said: "Then you young couple Let's look at the painting, I will go back to my room first."

Then Wang Mo saw that the flowers in the museum hall, whose blush did not smudge, were driven at full power like an electric car, drifting away without a trace.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo returned to his new house with a bunch of portraits in his arms.

Then he saw that the skeleton with the perfect haunted cavity was agonizing there.

Wang Mo: "..."

You've lived your whole life with an eggplant face, and now you don't feel good, isn't it a little too late?Wang Mo complained in his heart.

"Oh, I thought I looked pretty good." The skeleton with a perfect haunted voice sighed.

"Until I met you, I didn't know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky." The skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent looked at Wang Mo's Apollonian beauty cheek and continued to sigh.

Wang Mo: "..."

You don’t need to see me in this situation to suddenly realize it. Walking on the street, you should have an epiphany when you see a few flat-headed and straight-faced people. Wang Mo complained in his heart, and he still persuaded him: “Master, about skin color Things, I can help you beautify it, you see, do you want to be cold and white-skinned or..."

As Wang Mo said, with a wave of his hand, many sexual names appeared out of thin air.

A skeleton with a perfect haunted cavity: "..."

"Brother! You are such a god!" The skeleton with a perfect haunted house accent rekindled the flame of hope, and said with tears in his eyes as he held Wang Mo's hand without tears.

"Ahahaha, it's easy to say, easy to say." Wang Mo withdrew his hand without showing any signs, and said a few words to him politely.

"Then let's start choosing the colors of various parts." Wang Mo spread out all the portraits of the skeleton with a perfect haunted house cavity and discussed with him.

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After the picture sending turmoil passed.

A few maidservants who were full of maternal love were a little worried that the young mistress would suffer, so they sneaked back to the vicinity of the new house to inquire about the situation.

When they sneaked under the window, they heard Wang Mo say: "This color is not bad, this color is white."