Chapter 27 Good Man

Mishu quickly put away his mobile phone, took a look at the guy who always walked without a sound, ignored the strangeness in his words, and stared at him.

"Don't Lord Xibo know the most basic courtesy of knocking on the door!"

I don't know how long this guy has been watching it. Just now, she looked at Casa's photo and smiled warmly, and sometimes she was infinitely sentimental. I don't know if it fell into this guy's eyes.

It's strange why she cares about whether he has seen it and what she thinks. Does she really think that Mrs. Xibo was caught by her husband out of the wall and felt some kind of guilty mood...

Mishu, you must be mentally disordered by this repressed magic palace life.

Thinking this in my heart, I don't feel that there is anything wrong with what I said, but it makes the demon smile coldly.

Knock on the door? Oh... Why do I never know how to go back to my home? Do I still need to knock on the door?

Mi Shu moved his lips, but he didn't know how to refute. He was right. This is indeed his Xibo's house. If he wants to come, why should he knock on the door? Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered that after Adira came to make a scene that day, "goodly" told herself the secret that her future husband was linger to another woman's gentle hometown every day, as if he had found an ugly thing that embarrassed him. Mishu raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically,

"Yo, how can Lord Xibo still know where his home is? The whole magic palace thinks that Adila's boudoir is your 'home'..."

Mi Shu was single-minded about how to quarrel with the devil to make him unable to get off the stage. He did not feel that there was anything wrong with what he said. He glanced at the charming man and looked at his beautiful and unparalleled face full of surprise and shock with satisfaction.

Humph, I thought I was an ignorant woman and child and didn't know anything. At this time, why don't I let you run away with your tail? It's better to drive her out of the magic palace in anger and cancel the ridiculous wedding.

Her abacus was loud, but she muttered too much about the evil Taoism in front of her. The count was stunned for a few seconds, and then her blue pupils were stained with an ambiguous smile. A little deeper, and deeper, Mi Shu's heart trembled slightly. He paused, and his enchanting phoenix eyes glanced at her, with a sexy voice with a trace of sexy hiss. Dumb,

"Madam, are you jealous?"

Mishu instinctively wanted to open her mouth and scold, but found that her throat was tight and tight again. She only felt that the tip of her tongue was so dry that she couldn't make a sound at all. Looking at his seductive blue pupils, the warm breath with the fragrance of affectionate pear blossoms surrounded her tightly, only I find it difficult to breathe.

The evil did not mean to let Mishu go at all. A beautiful face was closer, and a little further entered. Mishu could not retreat. Her whole body was against the wall, and only his rosy and soft lips moved.

"My Rasha national style is open. If my wife is impatient, I don't mind... in advance... the wedding candle..."

Word by word, like a deadly weapon, killing Mishu caught him off guard.

Mishu was furious and scolded this beast in his heart. But he dares not really curse, otherwise in case he gets angry and is really beastly, isn't it...

However, this made Mishu suddenly wake up and pushed the demon away with all his strength. Suddenly, the air around him was clear and his breathing became smooth. The corners of his mouth twitched and endured, but he still couldn't help shouting at him.

"You don't want to go for a word, do you?"

She had just exerted all her strength, but a female stream had no magic and only pushed him one step away. He ignored her with an unfading smile on the corners of his mouth. His enchanting and handsome face was stained with a cold look, but he stepped forward and approached Mishu.

Mishu took a breath of cold air, as if facing a big enemy, and immediately tightened the skirt of his chest. His hands trembled uncontrollably, but his mouth did not reveal any fear and palpitations.

"Xi... Lord Xibo... You are a seven-foot man. Have you forgotten that you will not touch me in this life in this life that you promised yesterday... Do you want to die of fatness?"

A rural village girl is a rural village girl. When she encounters such a critical moment, she can only use this kind of pediatric means. Three-year-old children will not be scared by this "curse".

And the count was obviously a normal person with mature thinking, so of course he would not retreat because of Mi Shu's words. He rushed over at a very fast speed. His stunning face dilated and then enlarged in Mi Shu's pupils. Seeing that his whole body was about to press straight over, Mi Shu instinctively closed it with a scream. Two eyes...

Originally, she was old and born on the earth in the 21st century, and men and women are also very open-open. Moreover, her partner is still the most beautiful man in the world. If this evil is placed on the earth, there must be a large number of nymphomaniac women lined up to be rude by him, but she only needs to think of this demon's disability. With the nature of forbearance, she even felt that the place he had touched would fester. Originally, she had made up her mind that if he really dared to be mean to her, she would defend her reputation to the death.

But... However, he clearly felt that his body was pressed over. Why was there no movement for a long time? And the oppression and the fragrance of pear blossoms seem to have disappeared out of thin air.

Mishu opened his eyes carefully and found that he was standing three steps away from him, looking at himself with a smile.

He slowly raised his lips and finally made a look that a normal person should have. The phoenix eyes, which were more charming than peach blossoms, stared at her and opened their mouth with disgust and contemptuously.

"What, do you think I'm going to touch you?"

Mi was so relieved that Liu Mei suddenly stood up, and all kinds of emotions of chagrin and shame made her blush. How ugly is she to make him look at her like this?

The angry words were about to burst out, but when he saw the hand he took out from behind, he was completely stunned.

To be precise, it's something in his hand--

Her dearest iPhone!

Mishu immediately spread his hands in front of him, unexpectedly empty...

Damn! Just now, he pressed her quickly. She instinctively thought that he wanted to be rude to her, and she was even unaware that the mobile phone he was holding tightly in his hand was taken away. From the beginning, his goal was this. Thanks to her, she still thought that he was interested in her...

The thief was showing off in front of her with her mobile phone in an extremely proud look. Mi Shu was ashamed and annoyed, and her teeth were so hateful.

"You thief, give it back to me!"

Mishu came forward to grab it, but his hands and legs were long, and he raised his mobile phone high above her head. She couldn't reach it even if she jumped hard. She had never felt that floating technique was useful like this for a moment. After jumping like this several times, she found that the evil spirit had an unstoppable smile and was immediately embarrassed.

She is playing with others as a clown.

He couldn't grab it, and he couldn't beat it. Mi Shu covered his chest, gasped for breath, and stared at the demon fiercely.

When the count saw that Mishu had made enough noise, he took the mobile phone in his hand and looked at it carefully, with a complex look on his face that people couldn't understand.

Mishu didn't know what the deep-hearted demon was thinking, but suddenly thought that in case Casa's face-loving guy knew that such a "jade photo" that destroyed the image of his young master was seen by others, he was afraid he would be so angry and killed.

The count suddenly looked up and wore a black windbreaker, which made his face more and more jade-like. His blue phoenix eyes were as deep as a lake.

Mishu staggered her eyes and had a feeling of being a thief's guilty. His unusual eyes made her feel uncomfortable, as if she had really done something red and apricot out of the wall. She was brewing whether she should change her mind and play sympathy cards. Lihua cried with rain and talked about the ling love between her and Casa. Anyway, the sad love legend is that she was captured and casually picked up and put it on them. Maybe she can really touch the count a little, and then let go to complete a passage of eternal story.

Before waiting for her good mood, I heard his cool and indifferent voice sound again.

"You don't want to marry me at all, do you?"

Mi Shu was stunned, and then stunned. Her eyelashes trembled, and her hands trembled uncontrollably. In that second, she was so excited that she couldn't help stretching out her hand to shake hands with him. At the same time, she sighed repeatedly, bosom friend!

He probably expected her thoughts a long time ago and laughed coldly. Mi Shu had no mind to delve into what that smile meant. Shamefully, he was fascinated by his charming smile.

Who knew that his thin lips moved, his voice smiled, and he continued,

"I don't want to marry you either."

Enough!

Mishu couldn't hold back any more, and her face was full. Full of joy, he shivered and restrained the impulse to hold his slender hands, and his mind had begun to imagine all kinds of pleasures after freedom.

She blinked her big watery eyes and almost cried with joy.

"Great! Great! Shall we break up? Anyway, it's all an acquaintance. We will write off the previous grudges. From now on, you cross your single-plank bridge and I will take my Yangguan Road. I wish you a bright future surrounded by beautiful women, and there will be no future!"

Her expression must have been too flattering or her tone was too impatient. In short, the count's face clearly froze when she gestured goodbye to him with a hug.

He pulled back Mishu, who had just taken a step, and his blue pupils dilated slightly. He locked her face tightly and refused to move away for a moment, with a faint anger on his face.

Mishu thought that she must have been too straightforward and blatant, hitting a man's self-esteem. She was thinking about whether it should be changed to a slightly euphemistic and implicit wording to meet his eyes.

"Your Excellency Xibo, you are very powerful. You don't want to change your mind, do you?" Then he smiled very flatteringly, "Oh, I see. Are you afraid that I don't know the way and want to send me out in person? It's okay. I don't dare to bother. Just find someone to take me out.

Mr. Count's expression was colorful. Looking at the woman with a striped head in front of him, his long eyelashes drooped, covering the deep and shallow blue eyes. After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth.

Mishu heard him say,

"Even if I don't want to, I will marry you."