Chapter 367: A man in love is a comic
She was raped by some well-dressed beast, and although she had a cooperative component at the halfway point, that damn beast was still unforgivable!
And for the first time, Mo Nancheng realized that her two husbands were crazy perverts!
Because she didn't want to be watched by the system Junbai in the Spring Palace drama, she resolutely resisted at first, and even threatened him to force him to become a man again. And then the damn well-dressed beast had the audacity to tell her that even if she became a man, he would do the same.
And in this case, the Peach Blossom Demon once told her so. This kind of thing is absolutely done by the peach blossom demon, and the male god doesn't know what to do, but the male god has always been a person who can do what he says, and she doesn't dare to risk being blown up to try.
What else can you do when you encounter such a shameless beast? Only obediently eaten.
Maybe it's because she's held it back for too long, but when she does it, she can clearly feel that he has never had such a strong desire. In addition to the bad character of the male god in the face of her, he can be regarded as an elegant person in line with his temperament and appearance. Even when doing this kind of thing, it's very gentle. But this time it was different, very enthusiastic, and the action was even a little eager and violent, and she couldn't resist the unrestrained demand.
The reason is clearest to her. In addition to the reason for abstinence for a long time, there is another very important reason.
This lonely and arrogant man was jealous.
As he said, he was not good at expressing himself in words, so he was using his body to tell her that he was jealous.
It's all on this, can she still refuse? If she could refuse, she wouldn't be human.
But when she was done, she immediately regretted it. She couldn't count how many times the damned well-dressed beast had done it, because she had fainted. It was the next morning, and I was woken up by a fox with an unusually gentle smile.
Seeing a certain dead fox smiling brightly, Mo Nancheng suddenly didn't get angry, hugged the quilt tightly and refused to let go: "Mud Songkai!" I don't want to see you! You little sandon don't want to break up me and the quilt! We really love each other, you well-dressed little three, don't hurry up and get out of our pink world! As soon as he spoke, he found that his voice was extremely hoarse, and his throat was faintly painful.
And a certain well-dressed beast that seemed to be pure-hearted and had few desires was satisfied, and directly changed his temperament and became extremely gentle. Completely ignoring her sprinkling at this time, she said softly: "Drink this bowl of porridge first, and you can sleep as long as you want." ”
Only then did Mo Nancheng notice that he was holding a bowl of white chrysanthemum porridge in his hand, and his face suddenly became a little delicate. Thinking of a certain facial paralysis chrysanthemum control, his face stiffened, and he shook his head and said, "I don't drink." But as soon as the words fell, the stomach made a "gurgling" sound very uncooperatively.
Knowing what she was thinking, Yan Qianfan chuckled lightly and patiently explained, "Your voice is hoarse. ”
Slightly stunned, remembering that chrysanthemums are fire-lowering, his tone gradually eased a lot: "Chrysanthemums will make me have very bad associations." ”
Seeing her disgusted, Yan Qianfan quickly lost her patience, her face sank, she took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and said coldly: "Don't test my patience." You have to drink this bowl of porridge, and you have to drink it if you don't drink it. Do you want to drink it yourself, or do I pour it on you? ”
Mo Nancheng didn't understand why he was so angry all of a sudden, she was originally forced to indulge in lust at this time, but now she was reprimanded so coldly, her mood was even worse, she snorted coldly, and cursed angrily and dissatisfiedly: "Domineering! Despotic! Dictatorship! ”
He didn't think much of her scolding, with an expression of "whether you drink it or not, you can do it yourself", and said: "I made this bowl of porridge myself." ”
Momentarily speechless.
No wonder he suddenly got angry, the dare was made by this Young Master Yan himself. Thinking of the tragic situation of his first cooking, he glanced at the porridge in his hand again, and his heart suddenly warmed. It's not a little progress, and he must have put a lot of effort into it.
The proud young man in front of him, because she was learning to comb her hair, and because she secretly practiced cooking, because she did things that seemed to him only a woman to do. Even a nasty person will be moved by himself like this, let alone the person he loves.
Mo Nancheng stared at the other party without saying a word, and he didn't speak for a long time, his eyes were very penetrating. Suddenly, tears fell.
This sudden cry frightened Yan Qianfan, thinking that her tone just now scared her, and she wanted to open her mouth to comfort her, but she couldn't pull her face, all kinds of uncomfortable. Only with his sleeve to help her wipe her tears, hugging her into his arms, it took a long time to squeeze out such a sentence with a strange face: "I am concerned about you, why are you crying?" There was also a hint of grievance in his tone.
When Mo Nancheng heard this, the little glass heart was even more moved, staring at him without blinking, and the tears fell even more.
The hand holding her waist tightened, biting her lip, and there was some flattery and a little grievance in her clear eyes. In a coaxing child's tone, he coaxed softly in a somewhat flustered voice: "Don't cry." You see, in order to please you, I deliberately do something that I don't want to do at all, and you are good, not only not moved by it, but also disgusted. I couldn't help but yell at you a little bit. What's there to cry about? It's a big deal, it's a big deal, I'll try to restrain myself as much as possible in the future, and try not to get angry at you. Don't cry, cry like a, ashamed. ”
So how many times do you have to say it, she's a! Don't tamper with her gender!
Mo Nancheng was suddenly made to cry and laugh by him.
She found out that every time she cried, the thing would be so hurried that it wouldn't work, and even her IQ would be lowered because of it, which was so cute!
Hang your head and snicker a few times in your heart. Looking up again, a delicate little face with pear blossoms and rain, tears in the corners of his eyes, and a face full of grievances. Sobbing in a low voice, silent. The fist slammed mercilessly into his chest, and from time to time he could hear his muffled snort. In my heart, I couldn't help but laugh and endure internal injuries.
It's so funny, where is the IQ? She acted so pompously, he didn't see it! This is true love!
Seeing Yan Qianfan like her was so distressed that she couldn't do it, and she directly turned into a new generation of good men who couldn't fight back and scolded back. is also very good-natured and feeds her porridge one bite at a time, but occasionally takes advantage of it very dishonestly. Completely worship her as an ancestor. After reaching the end, he even agreed very generously to her to find the Peach Blossom Demon.