Chapter 744: A Man Who Looks Like Something Different

"Murong Shuo, I'm going to be killed by you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Xiao Gong leaned on Murong Shuo's arms, thinking of what might happen to her and those rumors, she complained a little to him.

"I'm sorry, I thought I could control it. I'm sorry. Murong Shuo hugged Xiao Gong, knowing what she meant, and he had no choice but to apologize for his momentary loss of control.

"Forget it, let's go. Xiaoluo's face was burned by Murong Shuo's sentence "I thought I could control it", and she desperately tried her best not to think crookedly, but after reading so many novels, she was no longer a little girl who didn't understand anything. Although I have no actual combat experience, how can I not understand these words?

However, she couldn't really get entangled with Murong Shuo. She also knew that it was purely her own thinking too much. Murong Shuo didn't have what she thought. Maybe it's not, but the control he said didn't just mean what he just did to her. How could the little gong not understand.

Although she was confused by his kiss every time, she knew exactly what he had done to herself. His hands, his kisses, and the changes in his body were all difficult for her to ignore because of the lack of distance between them. She just couldn't refuse to push him away. That's why she blushes every time.

She remembered all that was already the case. What she can't remember, how far it must have been. Xiao Gong didn't dare to think about it, if she thought about it once, she couldn't stand it once. She realized why the description of the whole person being paralyzed in the novel is not a lie.

If it weren't for the spell on themselves, they would have become a de facto husband and wife. Just thinking about this, Xiao Gong felt his face blush and his heart beat tightly. But now because there is a spell, even if it is invited, Murong Shuo has to endure it. It's really unfair to him to think about it. Every time, it seems that I don't remember anything as soon as I fall asleep.

Therefore, now even because Murong Shuo can't help but have a love for her, her current situation and the hearts of the people below have become even worse. But she only said something disgusted, and then said nothing.

Murong Shuo knew that Xiao Gong felt sorry for him, and his heart felt a little more comfortable. There was a smile on his lips, and although he had already apologized, he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss Xiao Gong's lips fiercely. When I looked up again, I saw Xiao Gong blushing and glaring at him shyly. Murong Shuo couldn't help but burst out laughing, holding the little gong and rubbing it for a while, just treating her as if she were a child.

The more he teased her, the happier she became, but Xiao Gong's face was getting darker and darker. He was speechless for a long time, and finally a sentence popped out from between his teeth: "Murong Shuo, what do you think of me?

"How can you be a puppy? a little sister at most. Murong Shuo smiled deliberately. However, puppy is a new word, but she is much cuter than a puppy.

"Little sister?" Xiao Gong was even more speechless, what, he said that he was his sister before, is he still addicted. Sister, yes, wow, then it's up to who can play whom!

Murong Shuo watched Xiao Gong change from a speechless sneer to a sly smile, and suddenly looked at Xiao Gong with a little weakness, not knowing what she was talking about. However, Xiao Gong didn't give him much time to guess. I only heard Xiao Gong laugh and said: "Yes, compared to you, I may not only be a little sister, but even if I want to call you uncle, it's okay." Do the math, you're eight years older than me. ”

"It's only eight years old, how did you become an uncle?" Murong Shuo was helpless at this time, it turned out that he was waiting for him here. It's only eight years old, and it's not a lot worse between men and women. Eight years old, she was born when she was eight years old. It turned out that a year after her mother's death, she was born.

"Why not uncle, when you were eight years old, I was just born, and I wasn't even born yet. When you were eighteen and I was an adult, I was ten. I was a kid to you. If I see you, I really have to call you uncle. Why, are you going to deny it?" Xiao Gong said deliberately.

The real Luo Xiaogong was, of course, eight years younger than Murong Shuo. But that's not the case with her. She is Lin Ziyu and not Luo Xiaoluo. She was only two or three years younger than Murong Shuo. It's not the eight years old she's always said she was going to do. But Murong Shuo probably didn't know this.

"Do you like to call me uncle?" Murong Shuo's face was thicker than Xiao Gong had imagined. He doesn't even care about his status and status, can the people of the Murong family still care about age? Besides, eight years old is really not a big difference. What's more, since Lin Ziyu is Lin Jiang's friend, how could he not guess her age. Of course he knew that he and Lin Ziyu were not much different at all.

"No, bad taste. Let's go. Xiao Gong also saw that Murong Shuo was deliberately teasing her, and knew that she had lost again this time. In terms of cheek, she is still no thicker than a man. Especially, he is still a very good man who usually doesn't seem to eat fireworks in the world, but in fact he just hides his alienation from other people. Such a person who is different from the inside and the outside, Xiao Gong knows that he can't play him.

Although it is a derogatory term, Xiao Gong doesn't like to use such words on Murong Shuo. But that's the case, it's clear that Murong Shuo is arrogant and disdainful of those people, but he is mistaken for not eating fireworks in the world. His face and the temperament of his whole body are all infected.

But it's always easy to ignore how picky he is. This little gong was seen early on. It's the prince, and the tea he usually drinks is not as good as Murong Shuo. And the things he played with in his room, but they were all low-key but luxurious. There are a lot of rare and unique books in the study, and it is estimated that there are a lot of good books in the prince's study.

After serving on both sides, the small gong also has a basis for comparison. The reason why Murong Shuo's Qingfeng Courtyard didn't let others come in to serve. One, even his temperament really doesn't want to be disturbed. Another reason is that he can't go out publicly. Otherwise, if it gets out, the things hidden in the courtyard of a strategist are actually better than those of His Royal Highness the Prince, how can the prince explain this?

Even if you pay attention to Mr. Murong, you can't say anything at all. It's just that Murong Shuo's performance on weekdays still doesn't care about anything. Every time Xiao Gong saw those people who didn't know the truth looking at Murong Shuo with admiration and respect, Xiao Gong couldn't help but despise him in the back. Such a man with different appearances and appearances really pretends to be quite similar.