The white moonlight gl

Feng Qingshui, who was blown out of anger, was still not feeling well after waking up.

In the dimly lit tent, panting slightly, she looked at Mo Rantong who was sleeping soundly nearby, her eyes sharpened, and she bit her fiercely.

The two were so close that Feng Qingshui could feel Mo Rantong's hand on her waist in a protective and intimate gesture.

With a cold snort in his heart, Feng Qing Shui's mouth was unceremonious, biting Mo Rantong's lower lip to bleed with just one bite, waking him awake.

"... Qingqing?"

Mo Rantong, who was awakened by external stimuli, licked his sore lower lip reflexively, while silently sizing up the culprit, Feng Qingshui.

Well, her Qingqing is as good-looking as ever, but she seems to be angry?

Trembling her long and upturned eyelashes, Mo Rantong's mind turned quickly, from why Qingqing was angry and who she was angry with, to reflecting on what she did wrong to make Qingqing angry, and it took only a few seconds. time.

A heart was thumping and beating fast, Mo Rantong only squinted for a while until it was dawn, at this moment, his mind was empty, and he was immediately dizzy by the warm touch from his body, blushing unceasingly, as if drunk so-so.

Qing, Qingqing.

It's been a long time since she had such close contact with her Qingqing.

"Ink Dyeing!"

The terrible novel "Urban Monster Catcher" has been silently suspended in her mind, no matter how much she scolds or pricks it in her heart, there is no movement.

Feng Qingshui had no choice but to pour all her anger on Mo Rantong: "I'm very angry now! I think the two of us are going to die!"

"Qingqing!"

All the charming and ambiguous thoughts were lost by Feng Qingshui's sound, Mo Rantong's face turned pale quickly, his hands tightly held Feng Qingshui's waist, and he said in a panic: "What's wrong, what's wrong with me? If Qing is angry, I'll change it, Qingqing, don't scare me, it's over, it's impossible for the two of us to finish."

The tone is a little nervous.

Feng Qingshui: "..."

To be honest, Feng Qingshui had never seen Mo Rantong like this before. In her memory, Mo Rantong had always been dull and well-behaved.

She is like a staid old cadre, the old god is still there, she is as immobile as a mountain, and she has always been very calm.

Between the two of them, she was the only one who would get angry, jump around, make trouble for no reason, and adjust the atmosphere.

Inexplicably, Feng Qingshui's current reaction to Mo Rantong is very beneficial.

Although since meeting again, she has discovered that Mo Rantong is no longer as angry as before, and has no emotional intelligence at all.

"Humph."

Her attitude softened quietly, Feng Qingshui didn't give a shit, she sat up, looked down at Mo Rantong condescendingly, and half-truthfully said: "Someone gave me a dream, saying that you will abandon me in the future and fall in love with another woman."

"impossible!"

Without even thinking about it, he said like this, Mo Rantong's eyes turned red, as if he was about to cry: "I will not abandon Qingqing, let alone fall in love with other women!"

"The one who can tempt me will only be Qingqing from the beginning to the end!"

"So that dream was fake!"

"Don't believe me, dear!"

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Tsk, seeing how pitiful Mo Rantong is, she feels a little distressed.

Brows raised slightly, Feng Qingshui snorted softly: "Of course I know the dream is fake, but I'm still angry, Mo Ran, let me ask you, if we don't meet on Wanliang Mountain this time, we won't meet again in the future, you Will you fall in love with someone else?"

"will not."

Mo Rantong answered decisively.

"Then, will you hate me for leaving you three years ago, and think that I left you because I was greedy for vanity and tired of you as a poor man?"

"..."

"Huh? Talking?"

"Qingqing." My heart gradually relaxed because of Feng Qingshui's words, Mo Rantong softened his expression, and said with a sigh of relief: "Why would I miss you that much?"

Simply blasphemy.

"Hmph, I knew you didn't dare to have that kind of heart, bah, what a broken book, no, broken dream, Mo Ran, let me ask you one last question, are you more noble than me?"

Two fingers raised Mo Rantong's chin, her movements and expressions were extremely frivolous, Feng Qingshui looked at Mo Rantong lying on the blanket, very obedient, letting her do whatever she wanted, only felt that this must be a conspiracy.

After all, there are demons and ghosts in this world.

It's not certain that some psychopath wants to scare her.

It was only half-truth and half-fake that he wrote "Urban Monster Catcher" and got it into her mind.

Mo Rantong: "...No."

Mo Rantong is not stupid, she knows that Fu Que's words have had some influence on Qingqing, so even if she does what she wants, she is trying to appease Feng Qingshui's fluctuating heart, Mo Rantong holds her neck up like a sacrifice, her voice is pious, The word paused: "In my heart, Qingqing is the most noble and noble, there is no one."

Feng Qingshui whose heart was hit violently: "..."

After being woken up, Liu Mengmeng, who was tired of eating sweets: "..."

"Cough cough cough."

After coughing several times in a row, Liu Mengmeng looked at both of them looking at her with different expressions, and was very embarrassed: "Although, although I don't want to disturb you, but Miss Qing Shuimo, I seem to be sick, and I feel sick all over my body. Can't move."

"Ok?"

Withdrawing the hand that was holding Mo Rantong's chin, Feng Qingshui rubbed her hot face, and leaned towards Liu Mengmeng: "Is it numb from sleep, or was bitten by some poisonous insect or snake, do you feel any pain?" ,Huh?"

His eyes fell on the talisman on Liu Mengmeng's ankle, the talisman paper?

Feng Qingshui raised her eyebrows, stopped talking, tilted her head to look at Mo Rantong who had recovered her normal expression, and said silently: "Did you do it?"

Facing Feng Qingshui, Mo Rantong couldn't lie, she nodded, and with a thought, the immobilizing amulet and the spiritual wall built in the tent disappeared.

Liu Mengmeng noticed something.

She moved her arms and legs in surprise, and found that she could move, and she was immediately very happy: "Ah, ah, Qing Shui, I'm fine, that's, that's..."

Frowning, Liu Mengmeng's voice gradually became quieter: "I feel like I'm getting more and more tired from sleeping, my body is so sore, and my neck seems to be stiff."

Feng Qingshui: "...um."

She knew in her heart that Liu Mengmeng's behavior must be related to the talisman that Mo Rantong posted. Feng Qingshui was angry and funny, but it was impossible to dismantle Mo Rantong.

So, pursing her lips, Feng Qingshui comforted in a warm voice: "Then go back to school and rest for two days, it's fine, don't worry."

"Ah."

There were three people sitting or lying in the small tent, and they didn't feel it when they slept at night, but now that they each woke up, the atmosphere gradually became subtle.

Liu Mengmeng, who felt that she was a huge light bulb, looked at her roommate, and then at her roommate and girlfriend who had a cold face and rejected people thousands of miles away, which was very different from Shicai. She touched her nose, sat up and took out a bag from her backpack. A set of toiletries, and a bottle of mineral water, endured the discomfort all over and ran away: "I'm going to wash up, you two talk slowly!"

Feng Qingshui froze for a moment after hearing this, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

She took the mobile phone aside to check the time, and it was not too early, so she asked: "I only brought a toothbrush, Mo Ran, do you have any more in your ring?"

Turning off the phone, poking Mo Rantong's face, Feng Qingshui frowned, thought for a moment, then curled her lips and asked dangerously and meaningfully.

"Do you know who that person was just now?"

I don't understand that Feng Qingshui is setting up a trap for her.

Mo Rantong shook his head and said honestly, "I don't know."

She was blind and couldn't recognize her face, she paused, recalling Qingqing's words, Mo Rantong replied weakly again: "I don't need a toothbrush, I just use the cleansing formula to take care of myself."

Afraid that Feng Qingshui would get angry, Mo Rantong got up and knelt on the ground, stared at Feng Qingshui carefully, and said: "Of course, Qingqing can also use it. We will always be together in the future. I will tell Qingqing everything I know. At that time, what Qingqing wants and what technique she wants to use, all she needs to do is tell me."

net tactics.

Just by hearing its name, Fengqingshui, you can know its function.

He sighed softly, "It's really convenient to know how to do magic."

Feng Qingshui looked at Mo Rantong's pitiful little daughter-in-law from a close distance, raised her chin, and hummed: "What expression do you have, am I so scary?"

"Do not."

Gently leaning forward and kissing the corner of Feng Qingshui's mouth, Mo Rantong hooked his lips: "Qingqing is the most beautiful, the most beautiful, so it's not scary, I like it very much."

"Tsk, all right."

Although Mo Rantong is still lacking in teaching and learning, he can't say any good love words, and he needs to grow further, but compared to before.

This product was enough to surprise her.

Feng Qingshui is not someone who is too unreasonable to make trouble. She patted Mo Rantong's head and said, "You are on the right track, and you don't intend to hide everything from me."

Mo Rantong pursed her lips, and didn't make any excuses. She actually said at the beginning that she didn't believe that she was a demon catcher who knew all kinds of spells, and treated her as a psychopath.

After that, the two of them stayed in the tent and talked from time to time. Liu Mengmeng came back and left halfway, and the two of them only went out together when it was getting lively outside. up.

The members of the detective agency stayed here to watch the sunrise.

At this time, a dozen or so people stood together in twos and threes, facing the east, watching the sun rise in the distant sky, the clouds and smoke surged, and the golden light filled the sky. All the faces between immature and mature were full of amazement.

Feng Qingshui had watched the sunrise alone yesterday, so she was not very interested in this scene. She looked at Mo Rantong beside her, but saw that he was also looking at her.

And her eyes are full of her.

It felt like she was her whole world.

Feng Qingshui: "..."

enenen, I have to say, this feeling is quite good.

Feng Qing Shui said arrogantly.

The way back was peaceful and safe. Because of the existence of Mo Rantong, the group of them followed the green light all the way without even seeing the red light.

At the gate of the Imperial University, Feng Qingshui separated from the members of the detective agency. Before leaving, Gu Senmiao gave her and Mo Rantong a very complicated look, which made Feng Qingshui very puzzled: "What's wrong with him?"

Mo Rantong didn't return.

She just stared at Feng Qingshui obsessively, and after a while, she said softly: "I have a house around here, should Qingqing go?"

"Hey, what a coincidence?"

"Ah."

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