"I don't want you to go, nor do I want the moonlight on the lotus pond to go. It's enough for me to go myself."

  Luoyao stormed off, shaking off Yemengyuan's hand, and ran downstairs with a "thud thud thud".

  Ye Mo Yuan put his hands in his pockets and slowly followed behind Xiao Jiu Lu: "You won't let me go, I won't let you out."

  "How dare you?" Luo Yao turned back and glared angrily. "You won't let me out the door, I'll ignore you, forever ignore you."

  Ye Moyuan's mouth corners curved upwards, and a smile spilled out of his face uncontrollably.

  His little donkey is getting more and more interesting, does he think that by ignoring him with this excuse he can intimidate him?

  If he's so easily deceived, then shouldn't he have died thousands or tens of thousands of times already?

  The master of Asia's No. 1 dark organization "Fierce Wolf" would be so easily intimidated?

  To match Luo Yao, Ye Mo Yuan really pretended to have a fearful expression.

  "Alright! Let you go, but I have to follow. I swear, I'll just quietly follow behind you and won't disturb you, okay?"

  "Not allowed."

  "Why?"

  "Because you're too good-looking, your existence is disturbing me."

  "Let the moonlight of the lotus pond make me a little ugly for a while."

  Ye Mo's gentle and soft words made Luo Yao feel warm and fuzzy inside again.

  Is he really willing to make himself ugly for her?

  Xiao Lui looked suspicious, and Ye Mo stretched out his hand to put it around her shoulder.

  "Don't doubt it, I mean what I say."

  Luoyao nodded on the slope below: "I'm waiting with bated breath."

  After dinner, Ye Mo Yuan really invited He Tang Yue Se to go upstairs and dress herself up.

  Luoyao sat in the living room, quietly waiting.

  About half an hour later, Ye Mo came down.

  A black turtleneck sweater was covered by a black woolen coat, and large sunglasses shaded his deep, seductive eyes.

  There was a two-finger-wide scar on the left side of his face that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and it was shocking to look at.

  Even so, Luo Yao didn't think Ye Mo had anything ugly about him, but instead looked like he had added a bit of rugged grandeur.

  Mom! What's with this ugly disguise?

  But it just looks different from before and handsome.

  Is this the legendary "ugly handsome"?

  The little donkey kept staring at itself, and Ye Mo Yuan leaned his face in.

  "How's this? Isn't it much uglier now?"

  Luoyao subconsciously shook her head: "No, not at all ugly."

  "Still not ugly?" Ye Mo Yuan looked at Little He behind him, "Is it because the scars are fewer? Not scary enough?"

  "No, it's not!" Xiao He explained with difficulty. "A person's temperament and appearance don't have much to do with each other."

  Aura has nothing to do with appearance.

  A man like an emperor, even if he is ugly, he is still an emperor.

  Their family's Ye Shao was just a majestic and powerful emperor.

  "Night Ink Deep! You'd better not follow me." Luoyao kindly advised, "I'm just going to audition for an extra role, I'll be back soon."

  "In that case, I won't go in with you, but I can at least see you off!" Ye Mo Yuan changed his strategy.

  He was really worried about Little Donkey going out alone. If something happened and he got kidnapped, who would he go to for help?

  Pulling her hand to the door, Xiao Cheng's car was already ready.

  "Ah! Young Master Ye, what's happened to your face?"

  "Are you blind?"

  Ye Mo glared at Xiao Cheng, his eyes slightly raised, and his expression seemed to be communicating something with him.

  Xiao Cheng also gave him a reassuring expression, carefully looked at the scar on Ye Mo's face, and understood what was going on, letting out a sigh of relief.

  He said so! He was fine when he came back last night, how could he have gotten hurt?

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