Chapter Seventy-Eight: This Is Ben Hou's Bed (3)
Mo Li pursed the corners of her lips, didn't make a sound, and slowly walked in front of Ning Qianqian's eyes, and then raised her hands......
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Mo Li looked at Ning Qianqian's little face with closed eyes in front of her, and the smile in her eyes was almost overflowing.
With his hands propped up on the back chair behind her, he lowered his head and slowly approached her little face, and the warm breath slowly sprinkled on her white little face.
"Since you're so sleepy, girl, and Ben Hou's bed is just idle......"
"Stop."
Hearing his ambiguous words in her ear, Ning Qianqian quickly opened her eyes, pushed him away from her side with one hand, and stopped what he was about to say next.
"You...... What does your bed do with me? ”
Ning Qianqian was blushed by his sudden movements, and her tone was at a loss.
This person is really, suddenly so close to people at every turn, doesn't it mean that ancient people paid attention to the difference between men and women? Does he know the saying that men and women are not kissed?
Looking at Ning Qianqian's blushing face, the smile in Mo Li's eyes deepened, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth became more and more melodious.
"Ben Hou just saw that you were so sleepy and wanted to give you a suggestion, why did you react so much?"
"Who made you so close to me? I'm not deaf, I can say whatever you want, why are you so close all of a sudden? ”
Ning Qianqian pursed her lips, reached out and picked up the teacup on the coffee table next to her, and raised her head to pour the tea inside into her mouth......
After calming her pounding little heart, she looked up at Mo Li in front of her.
"Suggestion? What would you like to suggest to me? ”
What is recommended? Asking her to hurry back to her room is the best advice, okay?
Whatever he wanted to advise her, he certainly didn't have any good intentions anyway.
"Ben Hou sees that you are so sleepy, and Ben Hou's bed is just idle, why don't you go to Ben Hou's bed and sleep for a while? When Steward Liu comes, Benhou will call you again, what do you think? ”
Hearing his so-called suggestion, Ning Qianqian rolled her eyes speechlessly.
"Master Hou, if I'm not mistaken, I seem to live next door to you, right?"
Someone doesn't think so.
"So what?"
This time, Ning Qianqian didn't even bother to roll her eyes, so she couldn't complain directly, and reached out to pour herself another cup of tea.
"I don't care, if I haven't come back after drinking this cup of tea, I'll go back to my room to sleep, whoever likes to wait for whomever waits, anyway, I won't wait, I'll talk about it tomorrow if there's anything."
Hearing this, Mo Li paused, suddenly glanced outside, and then an unpredictable smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.
"Okay."
Ning Qianqian didn't expect him to promise so happily, and looked up at her suspiciously.
"Is that true?"
Mo Li nodded solemnly.
"Well, really."
Seeing Mo Liying, Ning Qianqian's little face bloomed with a touch of brilliance.
She was finally able to go back to sleep, but she only said that she would finish the cup of tea, and she didn't say how long she was going to drink it......
Thinking of this, Ning Qianqian quickly reached out and picked up the teacup on the coffee table, raised her head and drank the tea in the cup to her mouth......
"Master Hou, the old slave is back."
"Poof......
Hearing this voice, all the tea that Ning Qianqian had just drunk in her mouth squirted out......
He looked up at Steward Liu, who had just come in from the door, with a sad face, and he was angry in his heart.