Chapter 2600
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But what kind of person was Miao Yixiong?
He had already made up his mind to shamelessly send his daughter to Di Mo Xuan's side.
This bit of awkwardness was nothing to him.
Very quickly, Miao Yixiong continued with a smile, "Rongrong had borrowed Qinyue Sect's kitchen to make some snacks and specially sent it over for you to have a taste."
Saying that, he took a look behind him.
Miao Rongrong was carrying a bamboo basket which was covered with a silk cloth. Swaying her waist, she leisurely walked towards the table where Ye Qing Luo and the rest were at.
She placed the bamboo basket on the table.
When the silk cloth was opened, it was filled with various exquisite fragrant pastries.
One look and one smell and it was extremely appetizing.
Miao Rongrong was standing beside Di Mo Xuan.
Ye Qing Luo could clearly smell the fragrance from Miao Rongrong.
It was extremely rich and made one's nose turn red.
"Overlord, have a taste …. These are all made by me personally." A coquettish voice came out from Miao Rongrong's mouth.
From the bamboo basket, she took out a piece of brightly colored pastry that looked very delicious. She delicately handed it over. "These are the special pastries of our Miao Tribe. Other than the Miao Tribe, no one else knows how to make them."
As she said that, Miao Rongrong sent the pastries towards Di Mo Xuan's mouth.
Yan Xiao Yi and the rest widened their eyes as they stared straight at the coquettish Miao Yiyi.
Their hearts were filled with curses …..
This Miao Rongrong's brain was not working well right?
A few days ago at the birthday banquet, the Overlord had already rejected her.
Didn't she understand the situation?
Now …. she actually went to seduce the Overlord in front of Ye Qing Luo.
Didn't they see Ye Qing Luo nestled in the Overlord's arms?
These Miao Tribe people, were they tired of living and wanted to die early?
Just as Miao Rongrong's hand which was holding the pastries was about to reach Di Mo Xuan's mouth.
A "Pa" sound was heard.
Miao Rongrong's hand was hit by a burst of energy.
She cried out in pain as the pastries in her hand fell onto the ground.
She held onto her hand and staggered a few steps back.
Di Mo Xuan slowly raised his head.
His obsidian peach blossom eyes had a deep lustre, as if it was a whirlpool of terror.
Miao Rongrong's hand, which had been hit, was in so much pain that she felt wronged.
After meeting Di Mo Xuan's gaze.
All the grievances had vanished into thin air.
Her heart was beating faster and faster.
His eyes were filled with excitement.
The Overlord was looking at her …
The Overlord was indeed interested in her!
Miao Rongrong was nervous and expectant. Her eyes were filled with emotion as she transmitted her love through her gaze.
Following that, they saw Di Mo Xuan's thin lips moving, only to hear the icy cold words spitting out from his thin lips.
"Scram."
Clean and efficient, without any hesitation.
Miao Rongrong's expression froze.
Yan Xiao Yi and the rest burst into laughter.
He did not give Miao Rongrong any face at all.
"I say, Young Miss Miao, why do you have to make yourself look like a clown and specially come here to perform for us?" Yan Xiao Yi laughed and fell into Qiao Jin's arms.
Of all people, Miao Rongrong had fallen for Di Zun.
In the eyes of the Overlord, there were only three types of women.
A kind … of people who were related to Qing Luo.
A kind … of people who had nothing to do with Qing Luo.
A kind … of people who had enmity with Qing Luo.
Other than Qing Luo, any other woman in front of the Overlord would be one of the three types.
Coincidentally, Miao Rongrong was the third type.
However, Miao Rongrong was not aware of it.
She just had to court death.
The Overlord was indeed too awesome.
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