Unparalleled Prince, Was Seized The Supreme Bone At The Start

Chapter 97 Mysterious Girl, Sixth Stage

Unlike Chaocheng, Xiaoyao City is far from Chaocheng in any aspect. After all, Chaocheng is located in the Palace of Star Harvesting.

The night in the city is very quiet.

Su Mang was sitting in the inn’s restaurant, drinking wine, with roast chicken, beef and a few vegetarian dishes in front of him, Mo Qilin lying beside him and beating.

A young man was sleeping next to the stairs, and the only guest was Su Mang, so he didn’t need to worry.

Everything looks so harmonious.

“Follow me for so long, come out.”

Su Mang clamped a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, with a light touch of his finger, a ray of light wrapped the young man into a deep sleep.

“Hee hee, it’s not easy for you to find me, it seems that Miss, still thinks about you.”

A hearty laughter sounded, and then a figure slowly emerged.

The red makeup dress was exquisite and flawless. Even Su Mang felt a little shocked when he saw it. The girl in front of her seemed to be the creator’s most perfect masterpiece, without any flaws.

“Interesting, it’s really interesting.”

The girl smiled and sat opposite Su Mang.

Mo Qilin looked up at her. The girl squinted her nose and said, “Smelly Qilin, what do you look at? If you dare to look at Ben Miss, you will be stripped of your skin.”

With this hot temper, Mo Qilin sprayed his nose and turned his head to stop looking.

“I don’t know you. I don’t know each other. Please leave.” Su Mang no longer looked at the girl, but picked up a glass of wine for a drink.

The girl curled her lips: “Why do you behave like this to me, so handsome?”

“Furthermore, we don’t know each other now, come here, let me taste the wine from the north, is there any good drink from Miss’s family?”

The girl picked up the wine jar and poured herself a glass, and then drank it all in one sip.

The girl said fiercely.

Su Mang couldn’t help being happy, and shook his head helplessly.

How does this Nizi look like a dog skin plaster?

“Master, would you like to taste her wine?”

At this moment, Mo Qilin on the side, with a halazi, speaks out of time.