Come on, to call out Mo Mo so naturally, heâs an expert on flirting with girls.
Little eight said, âSilly, this is a good thing. You donât have to take the initiative, the big boss has taken the initiative and is at your door.â
Happiness came too fast, Nan Xun almost couldnât hold back the curvature on the corner of her mouth. Itâs really a good feeling that this kind of boss actively engages her instead of her trying her best to brush the otherâs feelings.
No, no, she should be more reserved and canât smile.
âFu Mo, wonât it be too late for me to learn now?â Nan Xun asked.
Fu Moâs dark eyes revealed a light smile and his tone became very soft. âItâs not too late, youâre a smart girl.â
Nan Xunâs face turned red again.
Fuck, how much can Fu Mo tease her, sooner or later sheâll have to break his deed.
Fu Mo didnât say anything else. He sat down on the piano chair, then patted the space next to him, indicating that Nan Xun should sit beside him.
Nan Xun sat in the spot with reserved hands and didnât know where to place them.
Unprepared, Fu Mo raised his hand and played the piano.
Nan Xun noticed that his fingers were slender and beautiful, and his hands danced flexibly on the keys. It seemed that flowers were blooming, and its fragrance would be intoxicating. The sound of the piano fell slowly from low to high. The melody was beautiful and melodious.
Nan Xun was fascinated. She didnât expect Fu Moâs piano skills to be so good.
At the end of the song, Nan Xun was still immersed and dazed.
âGreat.â Nan Xun praised.
âCome, Mo Mo, give me your hand.â Fu Mo suddenly reached out to her.
Nan Xun was stupefied for a moment and handed her left hand to him.
âTwo hands.â Fu Mo softly reminded.
Then the moe1 Nan Xun handed him her other hand.
Fu Moâs right arm looped around her armpit, almost encircling her in his arms, but she wasnât touched by the gentleman.
Then, he carefully unfolded Nan Xunâs fingers one by one, slowly covered them with his big palms and interlaced them one by one with his fingers until they overlapped.
His body temperature was lower than ordinary people, it was a little cold.
The coolness from his ten fingers that connected the two people, ran through her body which made her shudder.
âMo Mo, follow me to experience.â Fu Mo whispered.
Nan Xun answered yes, then in the next moment, she felt her ten fingers slowly following along with Fu Moâs ten fingers.
He deliberately slowed down and the sound from the piano that was lively became low and unhurried.
The two people played together, and Nan Xun suddenly felt a burning gaze on the side of her face.
She glanced at him, she didnât know when Fu Mo turned his head to look at her but his eyes were mixed with a chilling fanaticism.
Nan Xun was shocked, but when she looked carefully again, there was only a faint smile in his eyes, which gave a very comfortable feeling. It seemed that the glance just now was her illusion.
Nan Xun recalled the sight she had just seen. Suddenly she was a little flustered. She got up from the piano stool and chuckled at Fu Mo: âItâs late, Fu Mo, Iâm going to cook. Do you want porridge? Let me cook some porridge.â
Then she hurried into the kitchen.
As soon as she ran into the kitchen, the void beastâs voice began to ring, âCongratulations, the evil value has dropped to 80.â
âWhat? So fast? Compared to the previous worldâs Demon King, this is simply the speed of a rocket!â Nan Xun wasnât happy.
It seems that the other party really likes her.
âLittle eight, what did the big boss do while I was asleep for a few hours?â Nan Xun asked.
The void beastâs answer left her very satisfied. âHe was watching you and the love in his eyes were so strong that he couldnât wait to eat you into his belly.â
Little eightâs exaggerated answer pleased Nan Xun.
After they left, Fu Mo sat quietly in front of the piano, his eyes were gloomy and his whole body gradually radiated a cold air.
âBy the way, Fu Mo!â Nan Xunâs small head suddenly protruded from the kitchen door. She looked at the man who seemed to have never moved from the same spot and reminded him. âThere are many fruits in the refrigerator. If youâre hungry, you can eat some to cushion your stomach first.â
âGood.â Fu Mo answered with a sentence, his whole bodyâs cold and gloomy air was slowly restrained as he stood up.
He suddenly slightly raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.
It seemed that the pale pink lips were much redder than before. With that smile, they looked particularly enchanting. They were like the blood flowers on a grave, excluding a strong aroma of decayâŠ
The night was heavy and thick, it was time to dream.
While Nan Xun was asleep, she suddenly heard a dragging sound from the living room. It was like someone was dragging something heavy, but it was too heavy, and it scratched the ground hard.
After a while, there was a piano sound, but it wasnât pleasant to hear and sounded harsh.
Nan Xun frowned and said in her heart, was it Fu Mo? He made so much noise at night and didnât sleep.
After muttering twice, Nan Xun was ready to get up and have a look, but when she thought about it, the noise of the piano suddenly stopped, and the living room becomes quiet again.
So, Nan Xun didnât care and continued to sleep.
In the dark lacquered living room, Fu Mo stared at the little girl sitting on the piano bench. She had moved the piano to its original position.
The little girl was very cute. She sat on the piano bench and cried. She cried and her eyes shed two lines of blood and tears. âMama, I was wrong. I will practice the piano well and wonât go play anymore.â
She cried and cried, then the little girl violently changed her face. Her face was deathly pale. She ferociously grimaced at Fu Mo and asked, âWhy canât I play the piano? Why canât I play the piano? Why canât I play well? I practice for several hours every night so I can get better and better to play well, so my mama wonât be angryâŠâ
Fu Mo blinked and interrupted her words, âYouâre too noisy.â
âMeddlesome, this is my place, you dare to provoke me!â The little girl was angry and suddenly flew to Fu Mo.
Fu Mo pinched her neck and said, âLooking for death.â
The little girl was greatly frightened and shouted, âGrownup please spare me, I donât dare anymore.â
âToo late.â Fu Mo large hand lifted her.
The little girl screamed, and her body shrank sharply, then he directly threw her into his mouth, rolled his throat and swallowed her.
With a wave of Fu Moâs arm, the piano and piano bench flew and gently fell back to its original positions.
Looking at the white piano that was sitting in the living room, Fu Mo suddenly thought about the situation of the two people sitting there and playing during the day.
It stirred his heart and he sat down in front of the piano.
Nan Xun was asleep when she heard the sound of the piano again, but this time it was pleasant, and it was a feast for her ears.
Nan Xun listened attentively for a long time and finally determined that she wasnât dreaming. Someone was playing the piano in the living room.
TL Note: lolâŠtoo bad little eight wasnât exaggerating about him wanting to devour her at the spot, Nan Xun is kinda romantically dense for someone who brags about high EQ. Well this is our next cannon fodder victim that Nan Xun never metâŠlol