Chapter 102: Bei Mo eats three less vinegars

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Well, the manuscript is gone, and tomorrow I will add another chapter for He's Bi.

Have a nice weekend.

Thea didn't plan to wait outside the door, but after thinking about it, the two brothers Bei Qinghai and Bei Qinghe are spirit binders, she will feel uncomfortable when she goes, it is better to stay outside this door more comfortably, at least there will be no palpitations, although she didn't feel pressure when she helped clean up the room before, but at this time and that time, she didn't want to take risks.

In the room, Nan Sheng continued to code in pain, while Bei Mo leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate, going to bed too early at this time, and there was nothing else to do, he was completely idle.

Nan Sheng's complaining eyes were projected at him from time to time, and he directly ignored him.

If this was left in the past, Bei Mo would definitely go back to Nan Sheng and not let her sing a one-man show alone, but now, he is not in the mood, because his mood has been ruined by Nan Sheng's words!

Thinking about him, hehe.

Didn't he say that he was her male god? What the hell is the third young beautiful father?

No matter how beautiful Sanshao is, it is someone else's family, why is this person always so greedy, and he has to look at other people's bowls while eating in the pot.

That's right, you read that right!

Beimo complained!

He was utterly grieving!

Jealous!

Just because of Nan Sheng's sentence that I am a young and beautiful father!

has complained so much that he even speaks the opposite! Aren't ordinary people saying that they eat what is in the bowl and look at what is in the pot?! The most important thing is! Is Nan Sheng a ghost? It's a ghost! Not people!

That's the essential difference!

People can't be greedy, it's okay to be greedy a little when you're a ghost, right?

Nan Sheng didn't notice that Bei Mo was jealous. Accepting her fate, she can't write it in hard writing. I had to revise the more than 1,000 words that I had coded before, add a little here, add a little bit, and two thousand words came out, and today's chapter came out smoothly, Nan Sheng stretched his waist, no. She had to protest, if she finished writing 10,000 words, she would be ruined!

"Lord Beimo~" pretended to be a relaxed tone and a voice that could become sweet and greasy sounded in Beimo's ears, and Nan Sheng showed the most cute and cute smile and sold Meng with Beimo.

Bei Mo lifted his eyelids and glanced at Nan Sheng. snapped and closed again, Nan Sheng was stunned, Emma, what was this just now?

Whatareyou?

Lord Beimo rolled his eyes? Emma. It's cold to say okay!

"Lord Beimo, don't continue to maintain your cold style. Ready to convert to comma? Nan Sheng spit out a sentence faintly, his eyes glittering.

"Done?" Bei Mo's fluttering words made Nan Sheng suddenly furious, she directly climbed on Bei Mo's body with her hands and feet, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I won't write!" I'm going to break off! I want a eunuch! Eunuch! ”

"Whatever you want." Bei Mo didn't tear Nan Sheng off his body, but subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed her waist, for fear that she would fall to the ground.

Nan Sheng, who had a thick line of small movements, didn't notice it, and continued to make a swishing voice: "Lord Beimo~ It's okay if you don't write?" ”

"Not good." Beimo's emotionless voice sounded (╯_╰)

Nan Sheng continued to cry: "Lord Beimo~ You see me so cute and cute. Why don't you let me take a break? I haven't put it on the shelves, so I can cut off the change. And I've completed my task today, so I'll take a break, but can I, you see I'm staying at home all day, you take me out for a walk, I want to buy clothes, you see the weather is changing, it's a little cold. ”

Nan Sheng was completely illogical when he lied, completely forgetting the fact that he was a ghost, Bei Mo wanted to laugh, but he was holding back the anger of the three young beautiful fathers before him in his heart, and his face looked a little weird, Nan Sheng directly stretched out his paws and touched Bei Mo's face: "Lord Bei Mo~"

Bei Mo turned his face away and threw her hand away.

Nan Sheng continued to climb without admitting defeat, sitting directly on Bei Mo's waist and directly controlling Bei Mo's face with his paws, and facing her: "Lord Bei Mo~"

"Lord Beimo~ Look at me!" o(>īš