Soft. Soft to the touch, the ink cream often has slightly low eyelashes, and there is also an undercurrent surging in the pupils.

"Master is only good to you."

After thinking about it, he still said in a low voice.

"Hmm!" Su Nuo still wrapped his hands around his neck and laughed happily, laughing like a silver bell.

"Alright, let's eat first."

Ink Liushuang pursed her lips, a little uncomfortable.

"I don't."

In Su Nuo's eyes, some cunning flashed, and she had already noticed that Mo Liushuang was uncomfortable.

So, he withdrew his arm again, and the distance between himself and Mo Liushuang was getting closer and closer.

Mo Liushuang smiled lowly, between his eyebrows, a little arbitrary, and even a little ruffian.

"Why don't I eat you first??"

Su Nuo's misty eyes were full of panic, and he immediately let go of his hand and stepped back.

Sit well-behaved, do not squint.

"Eat, eat, eat."

Soft, glutinous shouted.

"Humph!" Ink Frost reached out and pinched her cheek, snorted coldly, and sat back in her place.

Dot!

"Ahh Pinched by the ink flow cream, Su Nuo snorted, and reached out to rub his cheeks again.

Raising his eyes again, looking at Mo Liushuang's sharp gaze, Su Nuo immediately smiled obediently, held on to his chopsticks, and began to pick up vegetables for Mo Liushuang.

"This is delicious, husband, you can eat more."

Su Nuo sandwiched another piece of pork ribs and put it on the plate of Ink Flowing Frost.

Mo Liushuang's hand holding the glass shook slightly, and the wine in the wine glass shook slightly and stained the table.

"What are you calling me?"

"Husband."

Su Nuo's face was red, and he replied in a low voice.

"Why did you suddenly shout like that?"

Mo Liushuang quietly put the wine glass on the table, and his heart was full of contempt for himself.

Isn't it just a husband?

What kind of dog does nervousness look like?

"It's Grandmother! She won't let me call you by your name. ”

Su Nuo bit his chopsticks with his teeth, and with some apprehension in his eyes, he looked at the ink flow frost in puzzlement.

"Hmm!"

Ink Frost responded calmly again.

"It's good, let's eat!"

"Oh!"

Su Nuo happily began to eat, she loves to eat the most.

But tonight, Mo Liushuang didn't allow her to eat much, so he dragged her to wash and go to bed.

Lay on the bed.

Mo Liushuang looked at the curtain above his head, which had been replaced by a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

His eyes were as dark as deep, and his voice was hoarse and low.

"Call the husband."

Su Nuo's eyes were bright and watery, and he was a little confused, but he still shouted very obediently.

"Husband."

Delicate, soft and glutinous.

It's so nice.

Thereupon......

Su Nuo shouted to her husband all night.

The next morning, Su Nuo was still asleep, Mo Liushuang got up early, and when she stood under the bed, she looked at Su Nuo's sleeping face, lowered her head again, and dropped a kiss on her face.

"Hmm-" Su Nuo noticed it, opened his watery eyes, and looked at the ink flowing frost with water in his mouth.

"You sleep a little longer."

Mo Liushuang looked at Su Nuo deeply and tucked the quilt for her again.

"Hmm."

Su Nuo was a little tired, nodded, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again.

The ink flow cream is out.

Soon, a generous gift was sent to the old lady of the Su family.

At that time, the old lady had just come out of the Buddhist hall and looked at the thick pile of gifts on the table.

He gently flicked the Buddha beads in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, with a hint of a smile.

Su Nuo slept in the dark for a long time, and when it was noon, he was still pulled up by the ink flow frost.

--Hey, how do you ask for votes so that you don't seem so deliberate?