Chapter 137

Mo Qingge leaned in his arms, lips slightly raised, but sighed, thinking, this guy is really provocative.

However, she has never been defeated by Mo Qingge.

For a moment, Mo Qingge's heart suddenly became interested, and his heart suddenly became provocative.

She leaned against the man's arms and looked at him with a pair of moving Jian Shui Qiu Tong. Her tone was soft and sweet: "Uncle Huang, do you know what it means to grow strawberries?"

The corners of his lips were filled with a thoughtful smile.

His Mou color is tiny a coagulate: "don't know."

This girl, where come these strange words.

"Then I'll let you know." Words fall, Mo Qingge a ring his waist, then buried in light gnaw on his neck.

Electric shock like cool, across the heart.

He understood now.

This girl is just a goblin.

As a result, Gu Mian Mo turns around. The next second, Mo Qingge falls on the bed. Someone is looking at himself like a prey, and his ear is nibbled.

Magnetic and low voice, crisp crisp came: "song, a fire, but you have to be responsible."

"Well..." he covered his thin lips before he spoke.

Mo Qingge obviously felt that his body temperature rose a lot in an instant, and the hot temperature of his whole body seemed to be burning, even his finger bones became hot.

Some lips and teeth depend on each other. Mo Qingge lies on the bed with a confused look. He gasps slightly, as if he is trying to control the outbreak of his heart fire.

He wanted to kill the little girl.

But... As soon as he saw the girl's thin and delicate body, he thought that the girl had not reached the hairpin, so he couldn't do it.

There's no more.

Mo Qingge gently hugged his shoulder and asked, "Uncle Huang, what's the matter?"

Seeing that he kept silent, Mo Qingge took the initiative to say: "since I am your fiancee, I am willing to give myself to you without reservation!"

This is from her heart.

She knew that she had little power and could not give uncle Huang anything. I'm afraid she could only give him a complete self.

Therefore, she is willing to give herself to the man in front of her.

"Song." Gu Mian Mo kisses her forehead with a gentle tone, "you are still small, uncle Huang is reluctant to touch you."

For the girl in front of him, he loved her from the bottom of his heart and wanted to take care of her carefully, not just for his own selfish desire.

Biting his lower lip, Mo Qingge touched his heart slightly.

Although she is a 25-year-old psychological age, but after all, she is a 14-year-old body, and in front of this man, did not want to occupy her, more is careful to care for her.

For a moment, she was moved: "Uncle Huang, I..."

"Ge'er, it's a long time to come. Uncle Huang has plenty of time to clean you up. You can have a rest. Uncle Huang will go first." He'd better go out and take a cold bath.

"Hello..." looking at his back, Mo Qingge had no time to say anything, but sighed.

She took the initiative to throw herself in her arms and was rejected one day. However, when she saw that uncle Huang cherished herself so much, she was also delighted.

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At dinner, yunmo sees the red mark on his master's neck and doesn't know what it is.

So, he asked with no eyes: "Lord, what's wrong with your neck? Are you hurt?"

Before he finished speaking, Yunran quickly pulled his sleeve and motioned him not to speak.

This two idiots, can't see that's the mark of love, how can they say it?

"Why are you pulling at me?" Cloud Mo still don't understand her meaning, "I care about the Lord."

The next second, I received a cold look from my master.

Cloud Mo heart "clap Deng" for a while, scared dare not continue to ask, but in the heart is confused.

Is it wrong that he cares about the Lord?

"Yunmo, shut up Yunran pinched him for a moment, quickly pulled him to the corner, and whispered, "can you not open any pot and mention any pot? That's... "

After listening to Yunran's explanation in a low voice, yunmo becomes petrified and turns red from cheek to ear.

Mom, what did he hear?

Shame, shame!

Mo Qingge sits down and tries to keep calm.

But sitting in the opposite ink star sink, see Gu Mian ink neck traces, or can't help but want to question her.

I haven't seen you for a while. What happened to them?

"Song, come here." Gu Mian Mo's face didn't change. He motioned for her to sit beside him and took her little hand.

"Uncle Huang." Mo Qingge can't help but say, "you hold my hand, how can I eat?"

Mo Xingchen thought, you two are enough, do you want to be so greasy in public?

Mo Qingge, you are not so reserved!

However, Gu's next words made people feel uncomfortable

"No harm, uncle Huang will feed you."

That tone, gentle as water.

It was as if they had been hit by an arrow and suffered ten thousand critical hit damage.

Yunran thought to herself, isn't this the plot in gouxuehuaben? When she wrote this kind of plot, she wrote it in an ironic tone. How could the Lord really do it?

Although Mo Qingge felt hypocritical, he liked it very much, so he nodded and agreed, "OK."

What's the matter with affectation?

So, yunmo and Yunran saw that they killed their masters in every direction on weekdays. Today, they fed a woman with their own hands. They looked and behaved very tenderly.

After a mouthful of feeding, he asked gently, "is it delicious?"

It's premature!

Is this still their Lord?

Then, Mo Qingge nodded with a smile: "delicious, uncle Huang, you also eat more."

Ink star sink slightly sighed a breath: "I can't eat, silver pupil, let's go."

After that, he went out without looking back, holding the silver pupil.

If he doesn't leave, he will vomit when he eats dog food!

But he was very happy in his heart, and finally someone came to hurt his sister.

"Uncle Huang." Mo Qingge picked up a cup of hot soup in the corner and said, "this soup is made for you by me. Try it."

Gu Yumo's eyes fell on the hot soup, and his eyes were slightly stunned: "is it Ge'er who cooked it by himself?"

He was slightly moved.

"Well." She nodded gently, "but I can't guarantee whether it's good or not."

Yunmo said: "princess, it's very kind of you to cook for the LORD alone. You don't care about our feelings at all!"

Have you ever thought about how hard it is for them to eat dog food?

"Don't worry. They're all in it." Mo Qingge blurts out.

"Really? Princess, you are so nice... "Before yunmo finished, he received a cold look from his master, and immediately closed his mouth.

Gu Mian ink thin lips light open, tasted one mouthful, Mo Qingge can't wait to ask: "Uncle Huang, good drink?"