When I scumbag the prince

Mo Lan was just teasing him, after all, Yan Yuan's identity is here, even if his personality is easy to get along with, coming to play with him at the Ten Thousand Monsters Conference is already giving him face.

He also felt that it was inappropriate for the prince of the fairy world to dance and have fun with a group of little demons from the lower realm.

So seeing Yan Yuan's hesitation, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you serious? I was just teasing you."

Yan Yuan paused, and said angrily, "I just don't know how to dance."

He has been taught by the gods since he was a child, and he has learned everything he should learn very well, but obviously no one will teach His Royal Highness the skill of dancing.

Mo Lan didn't expect him to be so down-to-earth, and what he was thinking about was not his noble status as a dignified prince, but his own inability to dance, so he suddenly felt that he was really cute.

However, he himself is a half-dancer at dancing, so naturally he dared not boast that he would learn from the prince, so the two stood aside to feel the joyful atmosphere.

They were originally standing in the inner circle of people, and there was still a circle of people in front of them.

At this time, the sound of the music suddenly became cheerful, and a small part of the surrounding people left the stage one after another. The two stood at the front and watched the people in the circle stepping on brisk and rhythmic steps, dancing a group dance.

This kind of group dance looks much simpler than the previous dance steps. Everyone neatly circles around the fire ring, holding hands with their dance partners, hugging their waists, and then spinning. Rhythm.

Yan Yuan is still absent-mindedly thinking about the touch of holding hands with Mo Lan, unaware that the two of them have become the targets of other monsters who have not finished dancing around.

One of these two is handsome and the other is handsome. After no one is covering them, they have attracted the attention of many monsters.

The pink butterfly demon, who was still resting while beating the beat, sat up straight suddenly when his eyes glanced over half of Yan Yuan's face, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.

After a while, finally a male demon with a slightly rough appearance came to the two of them first.

Mo Lan was memorizing this simple dance step seriously, when she suddenly felt someone approaching beside her.

He turned his head, and a tiger demon who was two heads taller than him said in a rough voice but shyly: "May I invite you to dance with me?"

Mo Lan: ...

No, even if someone invites him to dance, why is he a male demon?Could it be that since he lied that he was a broken sleeve in front of the Immortal Emperor, did he really start to have the breath of a broken sleeve?

Mo Lan refused with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I'm not very good at dancing."

As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Yan Yuan beside him, and found that his face was as black as the bottom of a pot for some reason.

The tiger demon didn't give up even though he was rejected, and continued his efforts: "It's okay, I can teach you."

He showed a naive smile: "Don't look at me as a rude person, but I can dance very well."

Mo Lan silently slandered: You are a good dancer, and you did such a beastly thing.

He knew that the more open-minded demon clan didn't care about gender, and several couples dancing in this circle were all male demons, but he didn't have the slightest interest in this big brother tiger.

He was about to speak more forcefully, but Yan Yuan suddenly moved closer to him, put his hand on his shoulder, and said coldly to the tiger demon: "He has a partner."

The tiger demon has a straight temper, and blurted out: "I invited you first."

Although he looked silly, he was not stupid. Before coming over, he observed carefully and found that the relationship between the two was not the kind of relationship he imagined.

Yan Yuan's face became even darker, and he immediately grabbed Mo Lan's right wrist, leading her into the room.The tiger demon was caught off guard, and didn't even stop it. He could only watch helplessly as the dance partner he wanted to invite entered the venue with others.

Mo Lan, who was suddenly brought into the circle, looked bewildered, and asked in a low voice, "Yan Yuan, have you learned this dance step?"

Yan Yuan paused: "...No."

Mo Lan: ...

However, the sound of the music did not stop. After the two of them entered the circle, they had to follow the pace of the crowd.

The pink butterfly demon who came a step late waited outside the inner circle annoyedly, and ordered the little demon beside him to change the music after dancing this song.

The people around were dancing, and Mo Lan felt embarrassed after taking two steps with Yan Yuan, so she shook Yan Yuan's hand with her backhand and said, "Follow my steps."

This dance step is indeed simple, after he memorized it a few times, he was able to step on it almost, and now he led Yan Yuan to step back and forth according to the rhythm.

Mo Lan did not classify the two of them dancing together with those paired monsters. She only thought that Yan Yuan didn't like the entanglement of the tiger monster, so he helped him out, but unfortunately he forgot that he couldn't dance. .

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Yan Yuan, who was still dark-faced just now, looked a lot better after he held his right hand.He listened carefully to Mo Lan teaching him to move forward and backward, and soon he also comprehended this simple dance step.

He also found time to pass a faint look to the tiger demon standing in the crowd with a dejected expression on his face, which made the tiger demon very angry.

After half a circle, Yan Yuan has already mastered the rhythm of this dance step, and even took the initiative, and put his arms around Mo Lan's waist when changing his movements.

Mo Lan didn't mind that she became the weaker side, so she generously let him hug her from behind, and the two of them followed the rhythm.

However, Mo Lan, who is as calm as water, is different. Yan Yuan stretched out his arms to hug him, and after the two were tightly pressed together, his heart began to beat like a drumbeat.

Every dance step that follows the rhythm seems to be stepping on his heart, boom, boom, boom.

He is a little taller than Mo Lan, and he lowers his eyelids slightly. Seeing from behind Mo Lan's fair side face that was infected by the surrounding atmosphere and stained with a tinge of red, he suddenly had an idea.

want to... kiss...

As soon as this thought came up, it was like a raging fire, and he couldn't help getting closer.

Mo Lan patted his arm following the rhythm, signaling him to let go and change his movements.

This shot made Yan Yuan wake up instantly, he stared blankly at Mo Lan for a moment, his heart was like a shocking thunderbolt, blowing him dizzy.

Why did he have such an idea of ​​wanting to belittle Mo Lan? !

Mo Lan had already turned around half a circle, but when she turned her head she saw Yan Yuanchu standing still.Thinking that he forgot the dance steps, she stretched out her hand to pull him, and said: "The song is about to end, we just go out."

Yan Yuan looked at him with complicated eyes, blushed and avoided Mo Lan's hand that was about to hold him, took two steps back and disappeared into the crowd... and ran away.

The Pink Butterfly Demon, who had been paying close attention to Yan Yuan's actions, regained her spirits and quickly followed behind Yan Yuan in her original butterfly form.

Mo Lan, who was suddenly abandoned by her partner:? ? ?

what happened?

He wanted to catch up, but the tiger demon happily jumped in, trying to fill the position after Yan Yuan left, just blocked him for a while.

When Mo Lan waved him away impatiently and chased him away, Yan Yuan was nowhere to be seen.

Yan Yuan really never thought that his affection for Mo Lan might have another kind of feeling, after all, he has always treated Mo Lan as a friend.

At this moment, he suddenly found that he seemed to have a strange feeling for his friend, which made the usually steady little prince panic.

After he calmed down from the flustered emotions, he realized that he had left Mo Lan in the chaos and rushed to the top of the mountain.

The night wind on the top of the mountain was gentle, and Yan Yuan's heart that almost jumped out of his chest also calmed down. He was silent for a moment, feeling the need to restrain his emotions.

Mo Lan is not broken sleeves, he is very clear about this.

Before that, Yan Yuan, even though he didn't like the fact that his mother was soliciting matchmakers for him, he also admired the beautiful fairies, so naturally he couldn't be Duanxiu.

If he wants to continue to maintain the friendship between the two, he must not allow himself to think wildly, besides...

Yan Yuan felt that he would have this impulsiveness, probably because he and Mo Lan got along too often in the recent days.

He closed his eyes, erased Mo Lan's side profile from his mind vigorously, opened his eyes again, and returned to his usual calm and self-possessed appearance of a prince.

Thinking that Mo Lan would definitely be looking for him, Yan Yuan took a step forward, frowned, and said, "Who is spying here?!"

He was extremely unhappy in his heart. The emotional fluctuations just now were a very private matter for him, and it was precisely because he was too shocked that he failed to detect the strange breath beside him in time.

The Butterfly Demon felt that she had been exposed and did not hide. She came out from behind the tree trunk where she was hiding, bowed slightly and said, "I have seen the Immortal Lord."

Although Yan Yuan restrained his aura, he couldn't hide his immortal aura.

The Pink Butterfly Demon is a big monster, but he found that he was a little shy in the face of this person, so he was even more sure of his inner guess - this person might not be a fairy king in the sky.

This made him look forward to it even more.

Although there are often some immortals stationed in the mortal world participating in the Ten Thousand Monsters Conference, most of them are not as powerful as their big monsters, so the pink butterfly monster with eyes above the top is naturally looked down upon.

However, the half of Yan Yuan's face that was only shown made him fall in love at first sight, and then he realized that this person had an extraordinary background, and he was even more delighted, and he only hoped that he could have a good time with him.

Yan Yuan also recognized that he was the owner of the mountain, not because he had any thoughts about the butterfly, but because Mo Lan chattered with him while watching the dance.

He also pointed out to him the one in the middle who was dressed in a rather pink dress.

He said coldly, "Why are you following me?"

Although he is not a person with malicious intentions, Yan Yuan is in a bad mood at the moment, so naturally he does not have a good attitude.

The pink butterfly monster's eyes moved, and a mole at the end of the eye rose with a smile: "I will tell you the truth, the little demon fell in love with the fairy at first sight, and I can't help it. I hope the fairy will forgive me."

Yan Yuan's emotions tightened after he recovered, he said coldly: "I don't like masculinity, you should step back."

The Butterfly Demon stared wide-eyed, and said in surprise: "But you just said to the fairy beside you..."

He is quite familiar with the matter of emotions, and this fairy has shown affection for the other fairy who is with him just now, which is why he only wants the spring breeze for a while.

"...It's obviously a joy!"

As soon as Fandie Yaozui finished these words, she was startled when she saw that the face of Xianjun was suddenly stained with anger.

Yan Yuancai tried his best to build himself psychologically, but now he was punctured by this butterfly who didn't know what to do, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment, and the real dragon's spirit also leaked a little under the anger.

Feeling the fleeting breath, Pink Butterfly Demon knelt down on the ground as soon as her legs gave way, looking at Yan Yuan no longer with amazement, but with endless panic.

this... this is...

And Mo Lan, who was looking for Yan Yuan, also caught this slight aura in an instant. He suddenly raised his head to the top of the mountain, but saw a golden dragon phantom leaping into the air.

Yan Yuan went back to the fairyland alone.