Dragon Clan: Undercover at the beginning, the road to becoming a god

Su Mo then placed a few side dishes on the table.

Xia Mi tried hard to keep a straight face, but couldn't hold on.

The iceberg that has melted will obviously not be able to return to its former appearance.

Not only that, the words that he had previously conceived in his mind, which could not only demonstrate the majesty of the Dragon King, but also allow Su Mo to understand his meaning, were completely missing at this moment.

There is no sense of accountability, and the disguised expression cannot hold up.

After realizing this, Xia Mi rubbed his face, switched to a vivid and fierce posture, and then patted the table.

"boom!"

She stared at Su Mo intently, trying to look fierce.

However, because of his overly cute face, he looks like a tiger with teeth and claws, and is not intimidating.

"You should know what I'm going to say!"

Xia Mi stood up, held the edge of the table with both hands, leaned forward, and looked down at Su Mo.

It seemed that in order to create her own pressure, she waited for Su Mo to sit down before standing up.

It is said that police occasionally use this technique when interrogating prisoners.

——"You should know what you committed, right?"

At this time, prisoners with poor psychological quality will tell all the bad things they have done, and finally confess and be given a lighter sentence.

Su Mo's psychological quality is naturally not so bad.

"What are you talking about?"

He looked at Xia Mi blankly, like a passerby who was being interrogated innocently.

Seeing his resistant attitude, Xia Mi wrinkled his nose, naturally dissatisfied.

She patted the table again and glared at Su Mo fiercely.

"Don't act stupid! I'm talking about what happened just now!"

At this point, she paused and then added.

"Did you hear something you shouldn't have heard in the Nibelungs just now?"

To be honest, Xia Mi didn't want to take the initiative to bring up this topic. If he cared too much, it would appear as if the nonsense was true.

——Although it is indeed true, the most troublesome point is here.

Can the truth be spoken everywhere? !

If Su Mo doesn't take the initiative to bring up this topic, what if Su Mo deceives Fenrir to dig out more details next time?

Therefore, this possibility must be cut off today.

Even at the risk of being asked by Su Mo, "Were you really a crybaby before?", she would cut off the bud of exposing her dark history today.

Of course, if Su Mo really dared to ask this question, she wouldn't mind letting this guy get a taste of Fenrir's treatment.

King, you must not be humiliated!

After thinking about this in his mind, Xia Mi regained his momentum slightly, and his gaze towards Su Mo finally had a real sense of oppression.

However, under this sense of oppression.

Su Mo, however, had a natural look on his face and looked at her innocently.

"Nibelungen, what Nibelungen, why don't I remember this?"

"..."

ha?

After receiving this answer, Xia Mi opened his mouth slightly, looking a little confused, and the pressure that had just gathered was completely dissipated.

She was a little unresponsive at first, thinking that she might have been deceived. The person who was in the Nibelung was not Su Mo, but some kind of dragon disguised as Su Mo?

But soon, she realized that this was absolutely impossible. Su Mo had her mark on him, and it was the only mark. With this mental mark alone, she would not recognize Su Mo wrongly even if she recognized her brother wrongly.

Besides, if it wasn't him at the time, or if he had lost his memory, how could he have remembered to buy groceries according to his own arrangements, and how could he have entered with his own key?

In other words, Su Mo is lying now.

As for the reason why he told such an easily exposed lie to his face——

"Did you remember wrongly? I didn't go to the Nibelungen today. It's impossible for me to hear any weird words, let alone spread anything that doesn't exist. Those are all false."

Su Mo blinked, picked up the rice spoon and Xia Mi's bowl, and asked.

"How much food do you want to add?"

"Top it up."

Xia Mi nodded habitually - he was a little tired from beating Fenrir and needed to replenish his energy.

Then, I finally understood what Su Mo meant.

He wanted to say that he didn't go to Fenrir at all, and what happened in the Nibelungen naturally didn't happen. Naturally, he didn't know anything, and he wouldn't ask questions, let alone tell anyone.

What guarantee could be more thoughtful than this?

No more!

The thing he was most worried about didn't appear at all, let alone asking him if he was really crying. Su Mo didn't even admit the existence of this matter.

Replies with high emotional intelligence are reassuring.

Xia Mi blinked and sat back at the table with satisfaction.

At this time, Su Mo handed over a full bowl of rice.

Xia Mi reached out to take it, but found that Su Mo didn't let go.

"Um?"

She looked at Su Mo in confusion, what was he going to do?

Then he saw Su Mo's serious look on his face.

"Nothing happened this morning, right?"

Su Mo confirmed this.

"Well, that's right."

Xia Mi nodded in agreement.

It's easy to get through many things as long as you stay vague!

As long as it didn't happen, she had nothing to lose, and Su Mo had nothing to lose. At most, Fenrir was beaten up - but he deserved it!

"So, other trivial things didn't happen, right?"

Su Mo also asked vaguely.

"?"

Xia Mi tilted his head, looking a little confused.

what are you saying?

Why do you think this guy doesn't want to mention anything, so similar to me just now?

Thinking of this, Xia Mi quickly realized what Su Mo cared about.

Just like Xia Mi himself doesn’t want to mention the dark history.

Su Mo also hoped that what he had said before would be wiped out.

——When his wings became stiff, he would fight back against Xia Mi, and he even boasted that he would be gentler and so on. These words completely demonstrated what it means to have a bone in the back of the head. If Xia Mi tormented him because of this, he would really not be able to reason.

After thinking about this, Xia Mi finally understood why Su Mo was so considerate and simply ignored what happened in the morning.

I don’t want to expose those dark histories.

He didn't want to worry about his words and deeds.

The two have common needs.

"Hmph~"

After understanding Su Mo's little thoughts, Xia Mi snorted and raised his chin slightly, like a proud cat.

"Seeing as you still know how to cook in advance, I won't argue with you this time, but I won't do it next time!"

The girl waved her little hand, quite like a king who was amnesty to the world.

"The king is domineering!"

Su Mo gave a sincere compliment, finally let go, and handed over the bowl and chopsticks.