Chapter 282

Why do you sound angry?

Mo Qingge was stunned, his brain was blank, and he walked slowly, a little nervous.

The next second, Gu Mian Mo pulls her into her arms and presses the girl on the bed. The overwhelming ice kisses fall, with a little overbearing and tenderness.

"Well..."

Mo Qingge was kissed by him, and he could vaguely hear the strong heartbeat of the man.

She had no choice but to refuse. She put her hands around his neck. After a sweet kiss, Gu Mian Mo moved her lips until she could hardly breathe.

"Did you miss me?" Ear, came his deep voice of bewitching.

"Well, I think so." Mo Qingge does not falsely think about the cableway.

Gu mianmo took the girl in his arms and said, "Ge'er doesn't want to be uncle Huang at all. It's a pleasure to be intimate with someone in Xuanyin valley."

Blame, with a bit arrogant, a bit dissatisfied.

Mo Qingge's heart slightly "clattered" for a while, knowing that he said someone, referring to Shangguan Feng.

So, she said with a smile: "how can it be? When I talk to them, what I think is uncle Huang."

Gu Mian Mo chuckled and thought, this little girl's mouth is really more and more sweet.

He was still full of resentment, but when he saw the girl, his anger and resentment completely disappeared.

However, Gu mianmo still pretended to be arrogant: "then how do you want to compensate me?"

Mo Qingge Leng Leng, active close to the past, light kiss, fell on his cheek.

"Is that ok?" She asked in a low voice.

Gu Mian Mo repressed the joy of his heart and continued to pretend to be Gao Leng: "too perfunctory."

Mo Qingge had to kiss him again. This time, it was a deep kiss: "is that ok?"

"Not enough."

Mo Qingge, with patience, kisses him several times and asks, "is this enough?"

I thought, it's really boring.

Gu Mian's low eyes covered her lips and gently bit her cherry lips. Between her lips and teeth, she was full of sentimental feelings.

After a kiss, Mo Qingge pretended to be dissatisfied: "Uncle Huang, how can you chew me again?"

"It's punishment," he said softly in a low voice

Low voice, instantly upset her heartstrings.

Mo Qingge thought, this punishment is too gentle, right?

Gu Mian Mo nodded slightly, thin ice lips, close to her hot ears: "in the future, if the song is like this again, uncle Huang will be really angry."

His little girl can't be touched by others, and she can't even touch others!

Mo Qingge vomited his tongue at him: "Uncle Huang, you are so mean."

Gu Mian ink lips slightly Yang, gently around the girl's slender waist, will never let go, deep ink eyes, the flow of unspeakable warmth.

Looking at the beauty of flourishing age, Mo Qingge can't help but ask for a kiss and kiss his lips.

It's boring, but she likes it.

Clang——

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open.

The next second, Shangguan Feng pushed the door: "Qingge, how can you have a man's voice in your room?"

Mo Qingge is slightly surprised and wants to loosen her lips, but she is gently pressed by Gu Mian Mo and continues to kiss her tenderly.

"You The next second, Shangguan Feng saw the man on the bed, his face suddenly changed, "you are..."

Before his words were finished, Gu Mian Mo flicked his sleeve lightly, and the transmission of the mysterious array condensed in an instant.

Golden light across the line of sight, the blink of an eye to the transmission of the person disappeared.

Quick and accurate, less than a second.

"Shangguanfeng?" When Mo Qingge looks up, Shangguan maple is gone.

"Uncle Huang, you..." Mo Qingge asked anxiously, "where did you send him?"

"I don't know." Gu's tone is casual and lazy.

"I don't know what that means?" Mo Qingge doesn't understand.

Gu Mian Mo lightly explained: "the XuanZhen just now is random, however, I start very lightly, should not surpass the Dongdu situation."

That guy is too much of an eyesore. Just leave!

It's very light

They're all sent out of Qiyun hall. Can you call it light?

Does uncle Huang have any misunderstanding about the lightness of starting.

"Well, I can come back that day." Mo Qingge can't laugh or cry, can only secretly in the bottom of my heart for Shangguan Maple silent, "as long as it's not sent to the snow palace, it should not matter."

"Not necessarily." Gu Yinmo is noncommittal a smile.

Mo Qingge

If Shangguan maple is really spread to the snow hall, I'm afraid it's a bit miserable!

Alas, he had to come back to have a look after he had gone away.

"No one's bothering us now." Gu mianmo doesn't think so.

He doesn't want to hit people today. The scheming words are gone. It's just what he wants!

Mo Qingge had no choice but to say more. Inadvertently, he touched his cold arm. The piercing cold came from his fingertips to the bottom of his heart.

"Uncle Huang, your right arm..." Mo Qingge's eyebrows slightly frowned, and she noticed something was wrong.

How can the ice be so abnormal?

Gu Mian Mo looked at her one eye, tone Indifference: "almost waste."

It's very difficult to lift it.

"Are you still so calm?" Mo Qingge was so angry by his reaction that he couldn't laugh or cry.

This guy said so calmly that his right hand was useless, as if he was talking about something else, calm as water.

"What else?" Gu Mian ink hook lips smile.

This Bing Po Xiang is so poisonous that even the elder martial brother can't help it. What else can he worry about?

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and gently touched the pulse of his right hand. What came into his fingertips was still endless cold.

For a moment, she frowned slightly, showing a little dignified look.

The tendons and bones of Uncle Huang's arm were all broken, and his blood was almost frozen. He was imprisoned and sealed by the frost.

It was a cold, obstinate and terrifying.

The finger bone is tightly curled up, and Mo Qingge closes his eyes. The warm Xuanli condenses the palm wind and injects it into his body, trying to help him repair those broken muscles and bones.

The warm Xuanli poured into the body, and the frozen blood began to melt and flow slowly.

In a moment, Mo Qingge put away Xuanli, opened his eyes, and said, "Uncle Huang, you try again, this hand can't move."

Gu Mian's ink face didn't change its color. He moved his finger bones slightly. He seemed to feel that his right hand had some sensation at last.

However, when he gently raised his hand, the piercing pain spread all over his body, and his right hand suddenly took off.

"What's the matter with you?" Mo Qingge asked with concern.

"Nothing." Gu Mian ink instantly recovered calm, light tone.

"It looks like it's tricky." Mo Qingge realized that the poison was not as simple as she thought.

Originally, I thought that it was just some common poisons that she had never seen. Uncle Huang could solve them by himself, but now it seems that she is too naive.