As a two-generation otaku, Mo Qian is really a little excited. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

looked at Ting'er's figure, the convex places are convex, the thin places are not fat, and the overall is exquisite.

The curve alone is incomparably breathtaking.

If Ting'er is really allowed to wear a bikini that highlights her figure, then Mo Qian will not just have a nosebleed.

"Childe, what's wrong with you? The face looks uncomfortable. ”

Ting'er gently helped Mo Qian wipe away the nosebleeds that came out, and at the same time let Mo Qian lie in her arms, with her head up, to prevent the nosebleeds from flowing out again.

Mo Qian pillowed Ting'er's thighs, feeling the amazing elasticity coming from his head.

When he opened his eyes, Mo Qian was even more uncalm.

Because what catches your eye are the two towering goddess peaks.

At this moment, Ting'er was worried about Mo Qian's nosebleed, her expression was nervous, and her chest was undulating.

I didn't notice the discomfort in Mo Qian's eyes at all.

"Childe? Why don't you speak? Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Ting'er moved closer to Mo Qian as she spoke, and her mouth exhaled like an orchid, which made Mo Qian's heart ape.

And the Goddess Peak, which triggered the huge evil thoughts in Mo Qian's heart, was also approaching.

No, I'm going to die, this little girl is going to kill people!

Mo Qian hurriedly turned his face to the other side, closed his eyes and recited the "Taishang Formula" several times, and his mood calmed down.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, it's just that I'm not comfortable holding my son like this. ”

It's comfortable, it's so comfortable, if only it could go on like this.

Mo Qian said secretly in his heart.

But glancing at the eyes of a bunch of murderous people next to him, Mo Qian had no choice but to say regretfully.

"Really? I'm sorry, Ting'er was worried for a while, lost her manners, and embarrassed her son. ”

Ting'er lowered her head and said pitifully.

No one wants to blame such a lovely woman.

Mo Qian just stroked Ting'er's supple green silk, and said with a smile: "Actually, Gongzi didn't blame you, but you see, if you continue like this, the people next to you will not be able to look down on you." ”

Mo Qian chuckled and pointed to the angry eyes next to him.

It seemed that he was going to eat Mo Qian, and then snatched Ting'er away.

"Poof".

Then let them all envy it, well, it's better to be angry, Ting'er is only good to Gongzi alone. ”

After Ting'er glanced at it, she turned around and finally cleared the clouds and smiled, like a touch of clouds on the horizon.

Seeing this smile, Mo Qian was a little stunned for a while, and muttered to himself: "This is really, looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color." ”

"Hmph, Dengzi, it's you again, do you have to be a slut girl like this?"

A crisp and pleasant voice came, but at this moment, there was still a faint anger in this voice.

Mo Qian looked up and saw that a few steps away a stunning beauty in a light blue robe was standing pretty, with a hint of evil in her eyebrows and eyes.

"Miss Rou'er? What are you ......" Mo Qian was a little overwhelmed, and in general, Mo Qian felt a sense of guilt towards Rou'er.

After all, he ruined the innocence of other people's daughters, but he couldn't think of what Rou'er was angry with him this time.

"Don't call me, I originally thought that you knew how to admit your mistakes, and you helped me save my master, maybe that incident was really just a misunderstanding.

I didn't expect you to still have a thief's heart, and today you will intensify your efforts and tease the women of good families in public. I really regret not killing you in the first place. ”

Rou'er's gaze seemed to contain frozen frost.

The eyes of the people around them focused on Rou'er again, looking up and down between Mo Qian and Rou'er.

"I'm really going crazy this time, it's two big beauties."

"It's all jealous for such a stinky boy! Lao Tzu is not convinced! ”

The person in the back added the previous words.

"What's so good about following that kid, it's better to follow me, it's guaranteed to be a thousand times stronger than them."

Mo Qian glanced around and hurriedly explained, "Miss Rou'er, you misunderstood, I was just talking to our maid!" ”

Mo Qian said innocently, these years are all about protecting private property, as long as there is a deed of sale in hand, not to mention that Mo Qian is just hugging and hugging, even if it is reasonable to let the maid serve.

Although he said that he was held in Ting'er's arms like this, he was the one who suffered in the end.

What the? Their maids-in-waiting?

Rou'er's face was a little embarrassed, but she still held her face and said, "Even if it's your family's maid, then you can do whatever you want, regardless of your daughter's family's reputation?" ”

I don't know why, Ting'er thinks it herself. I am too attentive to Mo Qian.

This is a normal thing, but it makes me angry, and I am still a little disappointed in my heart.

He saved his master, thinking that he would make a difference to him.

I didn't expect that it didn't take long for such a thing to happen.

What kind of emotion is this?

Rou'er shook her head as hard as she could, shaking out some thoughts that she shouldn't have thought in the first place.

"Girl, I think you should recognize the person in front of you, and don't let this kind of person take advantage."

Rou'er said to Ting'er earnestly. But Ting'er was obviously absent-minded, and didn't answer Rou'er's words at all, just kept muttering to herself.

"Childe, are you talking about me? Looking back and smiling......"

Ting'er savored it, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "Childe is really talented, although this is not a poem, but with this sentence alone, you can achieve the status of the leader in the poem." ”

"What did he just say?" Rou'er didn't understand what words could make a woman so obsessed.

And this woman looks like the daughter of a scholarly family, and her literary literacy must not be weaker than herself.

Rou'er suddenly became interested in the poems written by Mo Qian, or she still had a little expectation for Mo Qian: "This girl, I don't know what kind of poems he wrote, which can fascinate you so much?" ”

As soon as Rou'er finished speaking, Jing Qi next to her said contemptuously: "What kind of good poems can this disciple write, at best, he is just a barefoot man in the rivers and lakes, maybe even last time he happened to cure our master." ”

Jing Qi looked down on Mo Qian from the bottom of her heart. Rou'er glanced at Mo Qian, and said with a complicated look in her eyes: "Senior sister, it's better to listen to it, it's nothing anyway." ”

"Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color." Ting'er said softly but firmly.

"Vulgar words, what do you smile back at...... Hey, that's ......"

Jing Qi originally wanted to ridicule Mo Qian, but when she sang this word, she felt that it was not so simple.