The best fox demon grabbing the concubine

045 Get used to losing face

Since the incident of flower appreciation, Mo Xiaoran has really been quiet for a while. Without the interruption of those women, Mo Xiaoran feels that life is so beautiful.

However, one day, Mo Xiaoran was fiercely entangled by those foxes. Often, as soon as Mo Xiaoran opened his eyes, he saw a few more foxes in his sight, and they all appeared by themselves.

Well, you can imagine that as soon as you opened your eyes in your sleep, you found that several colorful foxes suddenly appeared beside you, and a pair of innocent little eyes stared at you motionless. What a feeling? Did you mistakenly think that you went to the zoo? Fortunately, you fell into the fox's nest and couldn't help thinking about it.

"Ah, what are you doing!" Mo Xiaoran pulled the quilt and sat up, looking at the colorful foxes around him and roaring angrily.

"We're vigiling for you, isn't it touching?" The fox Moyao with demonic red hair opened his mouth and said, and the little fox's mouth closed with the voice of the ink demon, which seemed to be very funny. Even the fox itself, the ink demon still couldn't forget to cast an enchanting wink eye. Such an ink demon couldn't help making Mo Xiaoran feel cold all over, and all the goose bumps suddenly appeared. Oh, my God, is this the so-called nature? Just like a dog can't change eating shit, can't Mo Yao change this charm?

"Woman, don't compare the third brother with the dog. We are pure-blooded aristocratic foxes. How can we compare with those despicable dogs?" At this time, Moxi, a fox with orange hair lying not far away, said with some reproach. In an instant, Mo Xiaoran was ashamed and forgot that a fox in this pile still had that skill.

I have to say that after Mo Xi said what he wanted in his heart, Mo Xiaoran immediately became a common enemy in their eyes. Several foxes looked at Mo Xiaoran with deep blood, as if they were going to revenge at any time.

"What are you doing? Want revenge? Well, don't take that throne." What Mo Xiaoran said was a great justice, as if he was going to die for the country, but it was just a threat. Those foxes couldn't help sweating. How could they say that you should kill me? I sacrificed for my country and was full of threats.

"I said, woman, can you not threaten the throne?" Mo Yao couldn't help saying that although each of them was very clear about what they wanted, what was most important to them, or how ambitious they were. However, even so, we all know each other, but we still don't put it up so clearly.

"What does that use? In your hearts, only the throne is the most important thing. Of course, the threat is to threaten other people's weaknesses. Otherwise, how can you threaten? Mo Xiaoran took it for granted. Of course, he didn't forget to glance at these foxes with contemptuous eyes. If you have done it all, why do you pretend to be innocent?

"Hey, even so, you don't have to talk about this all day, do you? We're not that utilitarian, okay?" Mo Yan also interrupted, and his tone was full of unconvinced. At the moment of his retort, the eyes of the other foxes accumulated on Mo Yan. There is a smiley expression on the corners of the eyes.

"How long will you stay on the ground?" A voice was thrown out of the window and sounded above the head of the fox lying on the ground in confusion. A few foxes suddenly woke up from their anger and quickly got up from the ground. Looking up, they were dressed in white and elegant ink evil. They seemed to be very gentlemanly, but in fact, they were always revealed in their bones. The evil breath can't be covered up.

Some foxes met Mo Xie's evil eyes and couldn't help but immediately turn back into people with an embarrassed face. However, at the moment when they were speechless, Mo Xie said, "Well, it's a pity that such an embarrassing scene should have been engraved just now. Perhaps, playing it regularly will also make some money. Although the number is small, there should also be an objective number. Mo Xie's sigh directly made some foxes have an impulse to faint. At this moment, should they be lucky, because they get up faster?

I really don't know who learned Mo Xie's greed. Some of them couldn't help sighing in shame, but in an instant, a figure came to their minds - Mo Xiaoran. They couldn't help sighing, as if they still underestimated the influence of Mo Xiaoran.

"Ah, it turns out that you all have the habit of not wearing clothes - tut, the living spring-Gongtu is in front of you. I'm really sorry for your efforts if you don't use it." Unexpectedly, before some mourning was over, Mo Xiaoran opened the window, looked at a few, and said slowly.

At this moment, some of them finally collapsed. He looked down at himself and looked up at several beside him. Suddenly, a sad cry resounded over the whole palace. Then, several disappeared from the sight of Mo Xiaoran and Mo Xie like lightning.

Sure enough, Mo Xiaoran did not go against his promise. The next day, a large poster was posted in the palace, which was exactly a few ** pictures. In addition, there are also several personal pamphlets attached to see how generous Mo Xiaoran is and has worked hard for them to produce a personal episode.

Facts also proved that Mo Xiaoran's idea was completely correct this time. Both some ** posters and personal episodes sold very well, and the income far exceeded the objective amount mentioned in Mo Xie's mouth. This is simply, too impressive! From this, Mo Xiaoran also saw clearly the taste of this palace, especially those maids, who have both spare money and time. It is a vast market. Suddenly, Mo Xiaoran turned into a dog with a keen sense of smell and has smelled the huge business opportunities in the palace.

Mo Xiaoran watched the sunset slowly fall and had already fallen below the bottom plane, with a slight smile on the corners of his mouth. In fact, this kind of life is also good. At least, you won't feel lonely or do nothing.

However, Mo Xiaoran feels good, but some foxes have no face to see people. Although ** is not a big deal, they can't help rendering Mo Xiaoran like this. Do they still want to live?

However, compared with several other foxes, the ink demon behaved very indifferently. After all, there were several such lessons, and the subsequent ink demon also learned something, that is, thick-skinned! Thick-skinned, it's really amazing. No matter how the wind blows and rain, you won't hide in the mountains. On the contrary, I saw the jokes of some foxes.

"Don't you feel a little ashamed?" Mo Yan looked at Mo Yao, who had nothing to do, and said puzzledly.

"What are you ashamed of? Shameless, lost and lost, and get used to it." Mo Yao said a very philosophical sentence while drinking tea indifferently. After listening to this sentence, some people wanted to hit the wall directly. Can you get used to it? However, I turned my head and thought about it. Yes, Mo Yao has been humiliated a lot. No wonder he summed up such philosophical words.

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