If he hadn't really taken her to heart and regarded her as his lifelong companion, how could Ling Yuan give her what he left behind with his mother?

Whether it is him or her, this exquisite and cute squirrel hairpin is a very precious thing.

"A Ling, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight. Why don't we take a break from our busy schedule and sneak out to find a place to enjoy the moon?" Feng Jiao suggested.

Looking at her shiny eyes, a doting smile appeared on Ling Yuan's face: "Okay."

"Then..." Feng Jiao smiled shyly: "Please wait a moment and I'll clean up a little."

Ling Yuan nodded with a smile, but his heart couldn't help but be filled with throbbing and expectation.

The little chef who rarely dresses up, is this because of the hairpin he gave him finally the awareness of a woman to please others?

The moment she turned back to the room, he could no longer control his expectation in his heart.

As time goes by, that kind of expectation becomes stronger and stronger.

Even Ling Yuan himself felt like a boy looking forward to his first date with his sweetheart, young, ignorant, enthusiastic, and a little deer in his heart.

When Ling Yuan was wandering around the door of Feng Jiao's room for 101, the demon emperor Han Xing just pushed open the door.

He felt that he had eaten too much tonight and wanted to walk around the yard, but he didn't expect that he would see such an interesting picture.

Emperor Zichen, who has always been known for being serious and always had a tense face, was now wandering in front of Miss Fengjiao's door with a silly smile, and I don't know what he was doing.

The demon emperor Han Xing looked at Ling Yuan's appearance and felt funny. He was about to laugh at him a few times when he saw Feng Jiao's door slowly opening.

Along with the slowly opened door, the beautiful woman wearing a long dress with moon-white dark cloud patterns walked out of the room slowly.

In order not to let Ling Yuan down the wish of giving her a hairpin, she recombed her hair, put on the squirrel jade hairpin, and specially put on light makeup, which looked a bit more delicate and charming than usual.

The moonlight is thick.

The girl in a long moon-white dress looks a little less lively and pretty than usual, but more gentle and quiet. Even the demon emperor Han Xing, who has seen many beauties of the demon clan, couldn't help but look on her, and she did not retract her gaze for a long time.

What's rare is that Ling Yuan was not jealous this time.

Of course, it is not that he would not be jealous of the Demon Emperor Han Xing's gaze of their little chef, but because, the moment Feng Jiao pushed open the door, his entire gaze and all his attention were attracted by her alone, resulting in the fact that he, who has always been very alert on weekdays, even the Demon Emperor Han Xing appeared behind him, did not notice it.

Capturing the deep stunning in Ling Yuan's eyes, Feng Jiao's mouth couldn't help but lift it up high.

Women are tolerant to those who please themselves. For a girl, dressing up carefully can successfully attract the attention of the person she likes and be loved by her. This is an unparalleled sense of accomplishment.

"A Yuan, let's go?" She looked at him stretching out his white and tender little hands, and his smiling eyes made him deeply addicted.

He grabbed her and linked her fingers: "What did you...you called me just now?"

Feng Jiao blushed: "A Yuan..."
Chapter completed!