Chapter 1321 Peony: Red Thread
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Yi Wu Er Bai
Mo Ziyuan took the dew, "You can go out now." Then he added, "What's the name of that one from now on? Jinse's, don't come in."
Jinse said a little aggrieved: "Why, I didn't do anything wrong, did I?"
Mo Ziyuan's tone was still so cold, "I can't do it if I say no, there is no reason."
Xiaoxian'e tugged on Jinse, signaled her not to say any more, and took her away.
Su Bei felt refreshed. There had never been a world where the male lead was so honest with the female lead.
Mo Ziyuan poured dew on the roots of the peony, "Are you happy now?"
Su Bei was stunned for a moment before realizing that Mo Ziyuan was talking to him, "What?"
Mo Ziyuan lightly tapped the tip of Su Bei's nose, but it was just a fake, and he couldn't really tap, "I noticed that when Jin Se appeared, your mood was not right, you don't like her, right?"
Su Bei was shocked, and Mo Ziyuan could tell that, and that is to say, what he did just now was because he realized that Su Bei didn't like it.
This realization made Su Bei feel his heart beating faster. This Mo Ziyuan is too good, playing hooligans or something is not important anymore.
The corner of Mo Ziyuan's mouth curved slightly, "So how is Bei Bei going to thank me? Why don't you give me a kiss?"
Su Bei's expression froze, this man is really handsome for only three seconds.
Oh, no, he was moved for less than three seconds.
It is impossible to kiss, Su Bei pretended not to hear.
Mo Ziyuan sighed, accusing Su Bei of his heartlessness.
After leaving Baihuayuan, Mo Ziyuan took Su Bei to Yuelao's side, saying that he wanted to thank Yuelao.
Su Bei was also a little curious, how did this marriage look like, that made Mo Ziyuan recognize the wrong person.
Yue Lao is a little old man, and his white beard is also tied up with red thread.
He looked at Mo Ziyuan from a distance, and ran away.
But how could Mo Ziyuan be so fast, Mo Ziyuan grabbed the back of Yuelao's neck, "Why are you running, I won't eat you."
"You are a month old, but you still have some skills. I brought my little flower fairy to thank you."
Su Bei couldn't help but said, "Su Bei, thank you."
Yuelao looked at Su Bei and rounded his eyes, "This...isn't the Lord of Hundred Flowers transformed?"
Mo Ziyuan blocked Su Bei behind him, as if no one else could take a second look, "There is no transformation, it's just her consciousness."
Yuelao suddenly realized, "The Lord of Hundred Flowers is indeed the Lord of Hundred Flowers, and he has been able to condense his spiritual consciousness before he takes shape."
Mo Ziyuan said disgustedly: "Stop complimenting me."
Yuelao stroked his beard, "It's not a compliment, I'm telling the truth."
Mo Ziyuan stretched out his hand, "Then give me a red thread, I think Beibei and I are not strong enough, so tie a few more red threads."
Yue Lao said angrily: "Mo Shangxian, one red thread is enough, no more is useless."
Mo Ziyuan didn't show any signs of thanking him now, "Stop rambling, give it or not?"
Yuelao swallowed, smiled flatteringly, "Yes, how dare you not."
Then he took out a red thread from his sleeve and handed it to Mo Ziyuan.
Now Mo Ziyuan left without any nostalgia.
Su Bei even suspected that Mo Ziyuan came here for this red line.
After leaving Yue Lao's place, Mo Ziyuan hastily took out the red thread and was about to wrap it around Su Bei's hand.
Just when he was about to say that he couldn't wrap it around at all, his wrist, which was invisible to others, was tightly wrapped by the red thread.
Jinse said a little aggrieved: "Why, I didn't do anything wrong, did I?"
Mo Ziyuan's tone was still so cold, "I can't do it if I say no, there is no reason."
Xiaoxian'e tugged on Jinse, signaled her not to say any more, and took her away.
Su Bei felt refreshed. There had never been a world where the male lead was so honest with the female lead.
Mo Ziyuan poured dew on the roots of the peony, "Are you happy now?"
Su Bei was stunned for a moment before realizing that Mo Ziyuan was talking to him, "What?"
Mo Ziyuan lightly tapped the tip of Su Bei's nose, but it was just a fake, and he couldn't really tap, "I noticed that when Jin Se appeared, your mood was not right, you don't like her, right?"
Su Bei was shocked, and Mo Ziyuan could tell that, and that is to say, what he did just now was because he realized that Su Bei didn't like it.
This realization made Su Bei feel his heart beating faster. This Mo Ziyuan is too good, playing hooligans or something is not important anymore.
The corner of Mo Ziyuan's mouth curved slightly, "So how is Bei Bei going to thank me? Why don't you give me a kiss?"
Su Bei's expression froze, this man is really handsome for only three seconds.
Oh, no, he was moved for less than three seconds.
It is impossible to kiss, Su Bei pretended not to hear.
Mo Ziyuan sighed, accusing Su Bei of his heartlessness.
After leaving Baihuayuan, Mo Ziyuan took Su Bei to Yuelao's side, saying that he wanted to thank Yuelao.
Su Bei was also a little curious, how did this marriage look like, that made Mo Ziyuan recognize the wrong person.
Yue Lao is a little old man, and his white beard is also tied up with red thread.
He looked at Mo Ziyuan from a distance, and ran away.
But how could Mo Ziyuan be so fast, Mo Ziyuan grabbed the back of Yuelao's neck, "Why are you running, I won't eat you."
"You are a month old, but you still have some skills. I brought my little flower fairy to thank you."
Su Bei couldn't help but said, "Su Bei, thank you."
Yuelao looked at Su Bei and rounded his eyes, "This...isn't the Lord of Hundred Flowers transformed?"
Mo Ziyuan blocked Su Bei behind him, as if no one else could take a second look, "There is no transformation, it's just her consciousness."
Yuelao suddenly realized, "The Lord of Hundred Flowers is indeed the Lord of Hundred Flowers, and he has been able to condense his spiritual consciousness before he takes shape."
Mo Ziyuan said disgustedly: "Stop complimenting me."
Yuelao stroked his beard, "It's not a compliment, I'm telling the truth."
Mo Ziyuan stretched out his hand, "Then give me a red thread, I think Beibei and I are not strong enough, so tie a few more red threads."
Yue Lao said angrily: "Mo Shangxian, one red thread is enough, no more is useless."
Mo Ziyuan didn't show any signs of thanking him now, "Stop rambling, give it or not?"
Yuelao swallowed, smiled flatteringly, "Yes, how dare you not."
Then he took out a red thread from his sleeve and handed it to Mo Ziyuan.
Now Mo Ziyuan left without any nostalgia.
Su Bei even suspected that Mo Ziyuan came here for this red line.
After leaving Yue Lao's place, Mo Ziyuan hastily took out the red thread and was about to wrap it around Su Bei's hand.
Just when he was about to say that he couldn't wrap it around at all, his wrist, which was invisible to others, was tightly wrapped by the red thread.
