Chapter 118
Chapter 118
The boy's beautiful amber eyes were misted, and tears hung on his crow-like eyelashes, and he kept coughing because he choked.
The tail of the eyes is stained a little crimson.
Even more aggrieved.
Lord God lied to him again.
It is said that you will be able to taste sweet syrup soon.
Nothing at all.
No matter how much he coaxed when Mo returned, the young man ignored him, held the fat rabbit, and got into the thin brocade quilt.
Mo Guishi stretched out his hand and touched the little one's ankle.
Like a frightened little rabbit.
After being pulled out, he slammed into the bed.
Lovely and tickling.
When Mo returned, he simply no longer dragged the person out, but pressed the lump tightly, leaving only a gap, and when the little one couldn't hold it, he was able to breathe.
Sure enough, not for a while.
The little one wanted to come out, but he was pressed down and couldn't move.
Arched around, finally found a gap, the head drilled out, the hair was scattered, and the small face was stained a little powder because it had been stuffy for a long time.
Lying on the bed, like a small turtle that has been restrained.
"I ran away before I learned my homework, huh?"
Mo Guishi reached out and scratched the tip of the little guy's nose, and his tone was helpless and spoiled.
The sweat on his forehead was coming down.
I tried my best to restrain myself, for fear of scaring the little one.
I didn't expect that the little guy was tired of humming and chirping halfway, and he didn't want to learn.
No matter how uncomfortable it is when Mo returns, he can only patiently coax the little one.
The wife he found himself, coaxed himself.
"Halfway."
"It's time to fight."
Mo Guishi pinched the tip of the boy's nose with two fingers, without much strength.
"Your Majesty~"
The young man broke free from the restraints of the brocade quilt, and his white arms like lotus roots wrapped around his neck, and his voice was soft and coquettish.
Playing Lai was reluctant to let go of his hand.
The faint smell of milk lingered on the tip of his nose, which made his somewhat impetuous heart gradually calm down.
"Why, I'm afraid I will punish you?"
Mo Gui couldn't help but be a little funny, this time he knew to please him, and when he was just let him continue, tears fell down.
It hurts him terribly.
I didn't want to continue to press the teenager.
The dragon robe at the time of Mo's return is still neat, but the hem is a little messy.
Exposure.
In the air.
Much more fierce than his.
[The host can be changed ways]
The young man bit down and sat on Mo Guishi's body.
The body trembles.
"Your Majesty, don't punish Linlin, Linlin will be obedient..." The
young man's voice was soft, always knowing how to please people.
After a while, the carriage began to move again.
The car reels were pressed against the gravel.
Slight bumps.
The tea dangled, spilling some of it and falling on the chessboard, and
the "Theory of Governing the Country" on the side was also wet by the tea because of the bumps of the carriage.
It was just a pastime used by Mo Gui in his spare time, he was a comatose monarch, and he did not need to read these four books and five classics, classical books.
Everything in the car is the best used and extremely luxurious.
Ice cubes are not easy to store and are consumed very quickly.
After a few days of traveling, I used it clean.
The hot heat makes people feel a little bored.
When Mo returned with the boy in his arms, he was not so hot, and his mood was much better.
This made the accompanying officials breathe a sigh of relief, for fear that the tyrant would cut people to vent his anger because he was in a bad mood.
There is no one who does not want to live.
Suddenly, a little lucky, the envoy of the Western Regions paid tribute to such a beauty.
Well, their little lives were saved.
Don't worry about it every day.
As long as there is a concubine, the tyrant will not kill easily.
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