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084 I can see it

Game Over!Looking at the two ironic words on the screen, the poet twitched his mouth, raised his eyelids, stood up from the desk, and continued to follow Mo Ziqing "inseparably".

The Mohist family has good genes, and beauties have been born from generation to generation. Even Mo Ziqing, a man in his prime, is a middle-aged handsome man. He is tall and straight, with smooth muscles, deep and resolute features, and an extraordinary handsomeness between his brows. Qi.

It is conceivable that Mo Fan will still be a handsome man who can charm countless girls in another 30 years, but——

"You are so cunning at a young age, isn't it true that even your bones are black when you grow up?" The poet shivered with a chill all over, he stuffed his light brain into the space ring, and followed Mozi out of the room.

But found that the other party deliberately bypassed the monitor in the dark, avoided the people around, picked a remote path, and walked all the way in the direction of Xiyuan.

Huh?The poet raised his eyebrows: it must be no good if you are sneaky!Do you want to tell Mo Shao first?

"Why are you here?" A sinister voice sounded from behind him, and at the same time there was a hand on his shoulder!

The poet's hair exploded all over, and he almost screamed in fright. At the critical moment, his rationality returned in time, and he turned his head to look: "What are you doing?"

I know you two have a good relationship, but you don't need to come to me, a "lonely man" to hug and hug, deliberately showing off your affection, right?Shao Shao, Shao Shao, I really misread you!What are you doing hanging on that bad boy Mo Fan?Hey, hey, he has such a deep revolutionary friendship with you, you can throw it away if you say so!You heartless man!

Probably the expression on the poet's face changed too frequently and complicatedly. Whether it was Mo Shao or Mo Fan, they had clearly realized that the one opposite him must be complaining about them from the bottom of their hearts!

"Is it itchy?"

"So you look like this..."

They spoke almost at the same time.

The poet first took two steps back pretending to be afraid, covered his chest with his hands, and looked at Mo Shao in fear like a little daughter-in-law who would rather die than surrender. After three seconds, he stomped his feet and stared at Mo Fan in horror!

"You, you, you...impossible!" See me!

"Floral shirts, beach pants, flip-flops, and this messy red-headed hair, well, the aesthetics are really peculiar." The young man said nonchalantly, and after examining a certain sword spirit who couldn't calm down at all, he said With a smile brighter than the sun, "As expected, my Mo Shao is the most normal."

I go!This tone... the poet's brows were knotted, he looked suspiciously at Mo Shao, who was held in his arms by the young man, and looked a little delicate, and said with difficulty: "What's going on?"

People other than the lord of the contract can actually see him! ?

This is so unscientific!

However, he overlooked the most crucial point: Mo Fan itself is an anti-science existence.

"That's what you see, Xiaofan, he can suddenly become invisible, and suddenly he can see you." Of course, the premise is that he didn't jump out of the boy's arms.On this point, the two had been tested on their way to find the poet.

The expression of the poet is like this: =口=, he can't accept it at all, from now on, he will be exposed under the eyes of this bad boy!Doesn't that mean there is no privacy at all?

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your privacy." The boy continued to smile.

"Is this a good thing?" Mo Shao pursed his lips and looked up at the sky. At least the next time he meets Lan Yue, Mo Fan won't be too passive. "By the way, where is Mo Ziqing?"

Although the poet was told to follow Mo Ziqing "inseparable", it was just an excuse for Mo Shao to send him away. On the way the two rushed over, they didn't see Mo Ziqing, but found the poet alone here... dangling?

"I'm following Mo Ziqing!" The poet defended himself, "He stayed in the study for a long time, but he didn't do anything. He just went out. I see that direction is Xiyuan..."

Mo Fan used to live in Xiyuan.

"What is he doing in Xiyuan, Mo Shao?" the poet asked again.

"How do I know, follow up and have a look."

Hearing this, the boy was not vague at all, and walked forward quickly.

The poet stood where he was, and made a face at the backs of the two, always feeling a little awkward, as if he had become... a light bulb?

"Hurry up and catch up? Are you growing mushrooms there?" Mo Shao urged.

The poet frowned, and took small steps to chase after him coyly...

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