Help! The villainous woman just wants to be a salted fish

Chapter 213 Profound Master, Mo Guqi

Could it be that because he is the adopted son of the head chef of the Zongmen, he has a soft spot for pots?
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but beat their chests.

They should have thought earlier, Mr. Mo is so good at cooking, he must like kitchen utensils!
Immediately, everyone glared at Fang Xiangyue again. This woman was so treacherous for knowing Mr. Mo's preferences so clearly!

Fang Xiangyue: "..."

Why are these people staring at her? Is there a serious illness!

So, he rolled his eyes and turned his head to leave, not intending to pay attention to it.

However, when he saw her without even looking at him, the man in black showed admiration in his eyes, and then he opened the door himself and trotted towards Fang Xiangyue.

Suddenly being stopped by someone, Fang Xiangyue froze for a moment before raising his head.

What catches the eye are men with double fox eyes. Their facial features are exquisite and picturesque. There is a curve that seems to be a smile but not a smile on the raised red lips.

This man, like a goblin in the dark night, is both lustful and dangerous.

"Cough..." Even Fang Xiangyue was slightly confused.

I have to say that this different world really raises people, why do all the boys she has seen look so good-looking!

"A Yue, you are finally here!"

Before she could recover, she saw the man in black step forward and grab her pot, about to snatch her into his arms.

Fang Xiangyue's face turned green, and she held on firmly, not letting go, and asked, "You... who are you!"

Am I familiar with you?

Why do you want to take away my artifact as soon as you come up, don't think that you can do whatever you want because you are good-looking!

Seeing that those admirers had already chased after him, and that Fang Xiangyue was not cooperating at all, the man in black was so depressed that he was dying.

If it wasn't for using it as a shield, who would like you to be a broken pot!

One pot is still clinging to it, so what!

But there is no way, in order to be able to get rid of these dog skin plasters, he can only continue to pretend to be very intimate and hint, "Oh, Ayue, I like your pot so much, thank you!"

Fang Xiangyue: "...?"

This person actually knows her, what's the matter?
Suddenly he was extremely vigilant, could it be that this man also saw the specialness of her artifact, and deliberately waited here, planning to use a beauty trick to cut off her beard?
So, Fang Xiangyue tried again, trying to grab the pot back, "I warn you, if you don't..."

"I'm Master Dixuan!" Seeing that all the admirers had come close, but Fang Xiangyue still looked puzzled, the man was so angry that he took out a recruitment slip and threw it to Fang Xiangyue.

Fang Xiangyue: "!!!"

Wucao, thousands of miles to find him, thousands of Baidu... Uh, it should be, there is nowhere to find him after breaking through the iron shoes, and he sent it up by himself.

Seeing this, the man in black hurriedly said, "My name is Mo Guqi, help me drive these people away first."

"Oh oh oh!" Fang Xiangyue immediately realized that he was using her as a shield.

I didn't say it earlier, she is good at this matter!
So, as soon as he sent the pot to Mo Guqi's arms, he stretched out his hand to grab the man's slender waist, and hugged him into his arms.

This sudden intimate operation stunned Mo Guqi, and he just leaned against Fang Xiangyue's arms in a daze while holding the black pot.

"Damn Deng Tuzi, let go of Mr. Mo!"

The admirers who just arrived at the frontier at this time were all red-eyed when they saw this scene, their whole bodies were surging with spiritual power, and they were about to make a move.

"You...you stop!"

Mo Guqi only came to his senses at this time, his face turned red in an instant, endured the beating heartbeat of the little deer, and said to those admirers, "This... this is the future wife I believe..."

Speaking of the back, the voice is almost inaudible.

However, these admirers are all spiritual practitioners, with excellent ears, so naturally they can hear everything clearly.

I was stunned for a moment.

Fang Xiangyue cooperated immediately, raised his chin and said, "That's right, this is my man, you should pay less attention and go!"

"What are you!"

"How are you worthy of Mr. Mo!"

"Apart from your good-looking face, you look like a weak chicken. A little boy with a pretty face is not good enough for Mr. Mo!"

"That's right, Mr. Mo, you can't be fooled by your performance!"

"..."

Who knows, when those admirers heard all the persuasion, they wished Mo Guqi could break up with Fang Xiangyue immediately.

"Eh, no, how did you know that I'm a little boy?" Fang Xiangyue retorted unhappily upon hearing this.

"Just like you, you are as thin as a bamboo pole, and you can only afford such a shabby broken iron pot. What is it, you are not a little boy?"

Those admirers said with disdain.

"I...my pot is..."

"This pot is the best pot in the world in my eyes!"

Before Fang Xiangyue could finish speaking, Mo Guqi beside him had pretended to be shy and opened his mouth. He even touched the black pot with a very loving appearance and said, "It's still Ah Yue who understands me and knows that I like pots the most."

"Mr. Mo, you..."

This answer really broke the hearts of all the suitors.

"Thank you for the wrong love from all of you, but you can't force your feelings. I'm really sorry." Mo Guqi lowered his eyes and apologized, and leaned his head on Fang Xiangyue's shoulder affectionately, with a look of happiness on his face.

"Woooooooo..."

Hearing this, those suitors finally couldn't hold back anymore, and ran away sadly covering their faces.

After a while, there was no one on the originally lively trail.

"call…"

Seeing this, Fang Xiangyue breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly let go of him, and wanted to take back his own pot.

This directly made Mo Guqi's face dark, good guy, let her hug him for so long for nothing, but he didn't see any reaction, and now he only wants to take the pot back!
He was really pissed off, couldn't he be better than a pot!
So, holding the pot tightly on purpose, he said coquettishly, "Are you reluctant to give it to me just a broken pot?"

He was really wronged.

How many people admired him, and he didn't care about giving him so many good things. Why, in the eyes of Miss Fang, it seemed that he would covet such a crappy pot like her!
"No, this pot is not an ordinary pot." Fang Xiangyue didn't know how to explain, and stretched out his hand, "If you like pots, I'll take you to buy thousands of them later, but can you return this pot first?" I?"

"No, I want it." Now, Mo Guqi really fell in love with Fang Xiangyue.

He is a majestic Zonghua, but he is not worthy of a pot!

"Then don't blame me for being rude!" Seeing this, Fang Xiangyue could only use his pistol.

"Hey, what's wrong with you..." Mo Guqi saw this, and was about to run away with the pot in his arms.

Unexpectedly, due to being too excited, his hand slipped, and he directly wiped the wound, which bled.

"Boom..."

With the infiltration of blood, the contract runes began to fuse.

Seeing this, Fang Xiangyue wailed directly, "I...my artifact!!!"

(End of this chapter)