Chapter 1146: Horse Thief (3)

Leng Yetong smiled lightly, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, then got up, opened the curtain and walked off the carriage. After a few laps around Moteng, the smile under his eyes was stronger, and he shook his head with a slight smile, and said, "Are you going to dig coal in the mountains?"
After listening to this, Mo Teng's smile converged immediately, his face could not be black anymore, his hands became fists, and he gritted his teeth, and said, "If it were not for your orders, how could I be so embarrassed!"
When she left, Mo Teng wore a pink satin shirt. When she returned, the pink satin shirt had turned dark red, her purple long hair was a little messy, the jade on her head was a little improper, and her white face was like snow. Covered with a light gray, the whole person shows a sub-healthy state. There was a little annoyance and helplessness in those bruised dark green eyes.
"Slap." Leng Yetong smiled gently, raised his hand and hit a ring finger, the green light surrounded the magic Teng, and gradually, his dusted pink satin shirt gradually returned to the original, messy long hair also After changing back to the original, the jade jade moved a few times to straighten its position, and the light gray on the face gradually faded away, exposing the fair skin below. Moten's whole person changed back to the original state. The wolverine just disappeared in a blink of an eye and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if an illusion had occurred.
"You are really proud, you obviously can restore the original elegance yourself, but come back in such a embarrassing manner, say, what do you want from me." She smiled, and the good voice fell on the magic Teng's heart burst into ripples.
"What I want, you should be very clear about this." Mo Teng smiled ambiguous, cast a wink, and the words are even more ambiguous. Listening to Mo Teng's words, Baili Liumo almost couldn't control himself, I really wanted to go down and clean up this ancient God of War! Coquettish, but don't be coquettish with his woman!
"I know, but I can only create opportunities for you. As for the failure, then it depends on you." Leng Yetong looked down for a moment and said lightly, looked up at Moteng, stretched out his hand, said, " Well, I have agreed to your request, and success is not within my consideration. I can't control that kind of illusory thing. It's time to give me what I want. "
"Okay." Moteng agreed, and he raised his hand and grabbed it in the air. A black slate appeared in his hand, blowing the dust on it elegantly, and handed it to her carefully. A pair of peach blossom eyes showed charm and lips. He sketched a small smile, and said, "Be careful with this thing, but it took me a lot of work to get it out. This is not very well controlled."
"I see." Leng Yetong raised his eyes and said lightly. Looking at the dusty slate, she frowned slightly, hesitated, took out a white silk scarf from her arms, and then took the slate over the slate, disgusting.
"If the people of the Demons know that you have this expression when you treat this thing, I think they will be furious." Mo Teng could not help laughing and clamored, and took a step back with both arms, There was a slight smile in her narrow eyes, and she looked down at her and said ridiculously, "It's really rare to see this expression on your face."