Chapter 1837: I won't promise your marriage

The smile on her face was so sincere that she couldn't be more sincere, but Shen Jiuli had the urge to grab her for a meal!
What did she think of him? !!
He calmly worked, still calm on his face, but his words were cold like ice: "I don't like this seat!"
"This ... you should always like one or two things, right? Elegant, strong, rich, extraordinary, so many ..."
"I don't like flowers!" Shen Jiuli cut off her.
"That--then the green peony you received, is Zilonglong?"
"This seat was confiscated." Shen Jiuli's voice remained faint.
"The flowers that were delivered to your door are gone, haven't you put them in?"
"In the way, it has been destroyed." God Jiuli answered in four words.
These four words seemed to have a little blow to Xue Mo, her bright eyes dimmed: "You didn't like to put away ..."
She was still hit hard. After all, it was difficult for her to pick, and she even suffered several injuries. I did not expect that her full heart was just disposed of as trash by him.
"You don't have to waste your time, this seat won't promise your marriage." Shen Jiuli was too lazy to talk to her again, after turning this sentence, he turned away.
"Do you ... don't you think I'm ugly now? I can actually be fine ..." Xue Mo said unwillingly behind him.
It is said that women chase men and have interlayer yarns, but the yarn between her and Shenjiuli is too thick!
Shen Jiuli did not look back at all, the figure gradually disappeared.
Xuemo sighed, she repeatedly hurt her by touching her nails, and did not want to chase him.
Looking down at the unpredictable sea beneath her feet, she still did her business.
Together, she jumped down.
"Wow!" A purple figure suddenly rushed up from the sea.
And Xue Mo was jumping down. Coincidentally, the two were up and down. Xue Mo was hitting that person.
The man was smashed into a stun, but fortunately, the kung fu was also very good. Instead of being dropped into the sea again by Xue Mo, he lifted his sleeves and hugged her. After shaking a little, he stood in the air , Then looked at the person in her arms, shook her hand, and almost dropped her again: "So ugly!"
Xue Mo's lips twitched slightly, and she really looked disgusted ...
She had turned over and had taken off the man's arms, looking up and down on the man.
The man was wearing a gorgeous purple robe with a picturesque eyebrow, a smile on his lips, and a beautiful orchid. Looks romantic and elegant, handsome and refined. He also held a fan in his hand, shaking it against the sea breeze. .
"Good show bag!" Xue Mo said to him, she never loses, and naturally does not lose on her mouth.
The man smiled: "Why does a girl jump into the sea? Although the girl looks a little bit different, but is it also about trying to die? Know that life is not easy ..."
The man seemed to be comforting her, but stepped on her painful feet.
Xue Mo has the urge to scratch him!
She tilted her head: "This seat is not ugly, this seat is just ... wounded. This seat is not seeking death, but to pick herbs here."
The man ran his finger on the fan, raising his eyebrows in wonder: "My seat? Girl?"
"Demon Lord Mo." Xue Mo reported his name.
She all calls herself Momo, and the name Xuemo is probably only known to a limited number of people.
The man's narrow eyes opened slightly, and she kept looking.