Transmigration Book

The corners of Murong Ange's eyes twitched slightly, naturally ignoring the little black dog's condemnation.

This little bastard is used to eating old vinegar that is available or not.If everything is on the united front with it, she will not be killed by acetic acid.

The little black dog was ignored for the nth time since Mo Ziqi entered the door.Feeling that her family status was seriously threatened, she was angry and wronged.Get yourself together, and shrink into a ball of fur in Murong Mingxi's arms with a "woo woo".The villain in my heart grabbed the handkerchief and bit it.

Murong Ange is a big fool who led wolves into the house!

You wait!If there is no problem with this guy, Mo Bao, the most precious boy in my Xixi's eyes, will be named after you from now on! ╭(╯^╰)╮

Murong Mingxi couldn't help laughing.He turned his head slightly to prevent the awkward little black dog from seeing the smile on his lips.He stroked the little guy's hair.

Mo Ziqi lingered watching every movement of Murong Mingxi.It wasn't until Murong Ange approached that he had to look back regretfully, and exchanged a few words with Murong Ange.

Murong Ange took a low table and set it up.Put two bowls of dark medicine in front of Murong Mingxi and Mo Ziqi respectively.Seeing Mo Ziqi is as gentle as when we first met, and we have a lot of acquaintances in communication, "I see that you have a good chat. It's just right, let's drink the medicine together. I can have a care."

Murong Mingxi was helpless.When secretly looking at Mo Ziqi, he found that Mo Ziqi was also looking at him tacitly.

It was as if, no matter what he did, Mo Ziqi could comprehend it freely.

Murong Mingxi's heart was beating wildly, and he secretly thought that he was thinking wildly.In a hurry, he picked up the medicine bowl and brought it to his mouth to cover the redness on his cheeks.

"Drink slowly, be careful not to burn it."

As soon as the edge of the bowl touched his lips, Mo Ziqi's reminder came to his ears.With a smile that seemed to be expected.

This time, even the pinnae of Murong Mingxi's ears were stained with crimson.

"These medicines are cold, and the taste is even worse."

Murong Mingxi defended himself pretending to be calm.

"Yeah." As long as you don't hurt yourself, whatever you say is right.

Mo Ziqi suppressed the smile that overflowed from the corner of his lips, and nodded without principle.

Murong Mingxi pursed his lower lip, and the temperature on his cheeks became a little higher.

Murong Ange, who suddenly became the background board, was silent for a while, and looked at the little black dog in a strange mood: To be honest, I also feel that there is something wrong with this person.

It stands to reason that she and Mo Ziqi met more times and got to know him better. Whether it was asking for help or communicating, her priority should be ahead of Murong Mingxi's.Why did the two of them seem to hit it off immediately, and abruptly turned her "old acquaintance" into a third party?

The little black dog secretly poked and sharpened its paws, thinking about when to give this two-legged beast a fight for favor, and let him know who is the cub who is in charge of Xixi's family.And refused to continue communicating with Murong Ange, an unreliable teammate.

The corner of Murong Ange's mouth twitched, and he stared at the little black dog speechlessly.He took out a refined small box from the storage ring, and inserted it between the two with crooked smiling eyes.

"Brother, this is the fruit honey I brought back from Kangming City. It's sweet and sour, and it tastes great. You won't be afraid of suffering after drinking the medicine."

Colorful fruits are cut into different shapes and neatly stacked in food boxes.As soon as it was opened, the sweet taste wafted out.It successfully attracted Murong Mingxi's attention.

Mo Ziqi sat on the head of the bed, quietly looking at Murong Mingxi.Being robbed of attention, there is no response.It seems that from the beginning, there is no special idea.

"Huh?" The little black dog couldn't help moving its nose.He didn't care about what happened before, and crawled out of Murong Mingxi's embrace as if he had been charmed by his soul.His ears flapped twice, and half his head protruded from the low table.Staring at the snack box, wagging his tail.

Murong Mingxi couldn't help laughing.He brought the medicine bowl to his mouth with his left hand, picked up the chopsticks with his right hand, took out a raspberry dipped in golden syrup, and brought it to the little black dog's mouth.

After drinking the medicine, he washed his hands again, and gave one to Murong Ange who had reached his lap.

Murong Ange's cheeks bulged after being fed.Looking eagerly at Murong Mingxi's white fingertips leaving, he lifted his chin triumphantly and snorted softly at the little black dog.

As for Mo Ziqi, this person who has not been fed welfare and has no competitiveness has long been forgotten by her.

The little black dog raised its head, looked at Murong Mingxi's syrup-stained fingers, then turned his head to look at the cold chopsticks next to his mouth, drooped his tail on the bed, and let out two aggrieved "woo hoo".

Xixi doesn't use her hands, does she not love me anymore? QQ

"You two childish ghosts." Murong Mingxi shook his head amusedly, feeling like raising two half-year-old animals.He reached out and took another piece of fruit candy, and brought it to the little black dog.

Mo Ziqi's eyes were dim.First it landed on Murong Ange's hand resting on Murong Mingxi's knee, and then moved back and forth following Murong Mingxi's movements.

While Murong Ange and the little black dog were proudly showing off, they picked up their chopsticks, picked up a Yunmei fruit candy, and naturally brought it to Murong Mingxi's lips, "Don't just worry about them, you should eat some too. Otherwise Bitter in the mouth."

"?!" One person and one dog stared at Mo Ziqi in unison.If it wasn't for Murong Mingxi still present, he might not have thought of jumping up and biting someone.

Murong Mingxi subconsciously opened his mouth and bit the fruit candy into his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste is sandwiched with a rich fruity aroma, instantly filling the teeth.Full of aggression.

Murong Mingxi suddenly came back to his senses.After realizing what he had done, the heat that had just dissipated on his cheeks swept over again with a momentum several times stronger than before.

I don't know if it was his illusion.He always felt that Mo Ziqi had consciously picked out the flavor he liked.

"Thank you." Murong Mingxi invited in a low voice, "You can eat some too."

"Okay." Mo Ziqi's eyes were deep, as dark as an endless abyss.The subdued voice is magnetic and pleasant, with indescribable connivance and obedience.

Or the pair of chopsticks.

Not long after leaving Murong Mingxi's lips, it entered Mo Ziqi's mouth again.

Rounding up, this is kissing! ! !Is the Mo family so careless! ! !

Murong Ange was about to explode.

Now she can't tell whether it is good or bad to assign Mo Ziqi to the main car.If Mo Ziqi really fell in love with Murong Mingxi at first sight, after she goes back, she will definitely be beaten multiple times by men, women, old and young in the family!

Murong Ange stared at the pair of chopsticks that shouldn't exist, regretting the past.

The gazes of Murong Ange and the little black dog were so scorching that they almost burned a hole out of them.

The attacked party takes it in stride.After eating the candy with chopsticks, he looked back at Murong Ange belatedly, showing a surprised and apologetic expression, "I'm sorry. I was the one who mishandled things just now. I rarely have close friends, so I unconsciously made Mingxi the same." As a family member. You mentioned that Mingxi is afraid of suffering, so I..."

"It's okay." Murong Mingxi hugged the little black dog tightly, recalling the childhood experience of his best friend in his dream.

Thinking about it, although this person was found by the Mo family long ago, his wandering childhood whose parents died early must have suffered a lot.Immediately my heart softened, and I smiled and comforted, "I also feel that I hit it off with you, Ah Qi. It is also my honor that Ah Qi is willing to treat me as a relative. Don't blame yourself for this."

Murong Ange's expression froze for a moment, apparently also thinking of the unlucky childhood of this heir of the Mo family.For a while, I couldn't help doubting myself, whether I had overcompeted with Mo Bao on weekdays, I really thought too much.

When she went to the Mo family with her eldest brother, she also received a lot of preferential treatment.

That's because she didn't feel it yet.After entering the sect, I learned from other people that not everyone can be personally summoned by the young master of the Mohist school.Not to mention, Mo Ziqi treated them more casually than just summoning them.

Thinking about it this way, Murong Ange felt even more guilty, "Young Master Mo doesn't need to apologize. It's me, because my brother rarely has friends who are so close, and I was surprised for a moment, so I lost my composure. It has nothing to do with Young Master Mo."

Mo Ziqi immediately showed a relieved smile, "It's good that you don't mind. Don't call me Mo Shao, just like Mingxi, just call me by my name."

Mo Ziqi dispelled Murong Ange's vigilance with a few words, and hinted that he was indeed in trouble recently, hoping to further cooperate with Murong's family and take root firmly in the main car where Murong Mingxi was.The little black dog, who had failed in the resistance again, was so angry that he almost didn't stage a battle to break the allies first.

However, Mo Ziqi is well-informed and eloquent.Coupled with the understanding of the Murong family brothers and sisters, when you want to please others, it should not be too simple.

In just three days, he successfully "entered the room" under the noses of Murong Ange and the little black dog, and moved into the soft bed of the master bedroom.

It also firmly attracted Murong Mingxi's desire to find out, and even put aside the classics and books that he would not let go of on weekdays - the original and number one rival of the little black dog.Fascinated.

"Today, let's talk about the giant deer spirit beast in the Sunset Mountains..."

Murong Mingxi put the brewed tea in front of Mo Ziqi.After listening to the legend of the setting sun spirit beast, I finally couldn't help showing a hint of envy.Looking sideways at the woods outside the car window, beyond the treetops swaying in the wind, to a further place.Then to the invisible end, the eyes are blurred.

He sighed with emotion in a low voice, "If I have the chance, I would also like to see it. What a colorful world this is."

"In the future, you will definitely be able to see it too." Mo Ziqi heard Murong Mingxi's heartfelt voice as expected, and gave a decisive response.

Murong Mingxi was stunned for a second.Realizing the certainty in Mo Ziqi's tone, he tilted his head unconsciously, looking confused.Laugh it off at the end.

But in the bottom of his heart, the seed that has been buried in the deepest part, after all, began to loosen and yearn for it because of such a sentence.

The author has something to say: #妹姐的贴心路#

Before contact: just take care of the injured, why are you jealous!nothing wrong.

In contact: I suspect that my kendo idol is plotting against my brother.

After contact: Convex (艹盘艹)!Don't stop me!I'm going to pick up my 40-meter sword today and chop this wicked bastard!

Little Black Dog: Heh!In the two-person Shura field, don't puppies deserve names? ╭(╯^╰)╮