Chapter 89: Will You Shoot?

Chu Yunyao exclaimed in a low voice, she couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore, covering the handkerchief on her face with one hand, and breaking his fingers with the other.

Mo Lingyuan became more and more angry, and his other hand also reached in, lifted the single clothes she was wearing when she slept, stroked down her thin shoulders, and asked in a sharp tone: "Why don't you hand it over to me obediently!" ”

Chu Yunyao's fingers were like kitten paws, scratching the back of his hand, and the urn screamed angrily: "You light, you hurt me, ah~~"

Hearing her coquettish cry of pain, Mo Lingyuan's hand that he had wanted to let go became harder and harder.

Through a thin layer of fabric, the tentacles were full of soft and slippery, and the scene he saw in the hot spring pool last night unconsciously surfaced in his mind.

The big palm stopped at her waist and abdomen, and her cheeks became hot.

The eyes are dark and deep.

Chu Yunyao noticed that the man holding her was shaking, and her fingers were clinging to his arm like a snake.

The soft legs stretched out of the quilt, hooked hard, clamped his waist tightly, and with a turn of force, the thin body turned over, knocked Mo Lingyuan down in the quilt, twisted and straddled his waist and abdomen.

The slender hand grabbed the collar of his single coat and rebuked in a low voice: "Let go!" ”

"Young master, the family law is here, you ......" The housekeeper broke in with a thin gilded booklet and happened to bump into this scene.

Mo Lingyuan was pressed under a woman for the first time, and his body was already tense, but at this moment, when he was bumped into by outsiders, he became more and more embarrassed, and the hand that was pinching Chu Yunyao's waist shook involuntarily.

Nearly strangled her waist.

Chu Yunyao, who was in pain, gasped and pulled the single clothes on his neckline hard.

Mo Lingyuan's underwear was torn open by her so gorgeously, revealing a wide and firm honey-colored skin......

Butler: "......"

I couldn't wait to poke my eyes, and I couldn't wait to poke my eyes, and I crawled out of the door of the new house with a rolling belt.

The butler tightened the door and pressed his heart, which was still trembling.

Oh my God, how could he be so unlucky to run into such a thing.

Why did he break in at this time, why did he break into such an inappropriate scene for children?

The young marshal was disheveled, and lay down on the bed obediently, looking at the mercy of the young lady.

The young lady sat on the young marshal, and she didn't even have time to take off the young marshal's clothes, so she simply and rudely tore them......

Didn't you say that the young lady should be subject to family law?

This blue sky and white day, Lang Lang Qiankun, the young marshal is announcing lewdness one by one during the day?!

The butler patted his bare head heavily and walked to the front yard.

After the frustration, I quickly became happy again.

Except for Miss Cheng Er, the young marshal usually always ignores other girls, and it turns out that he likes the young lady's active type.

Although the young lady is a little ugly, at least the Ming media is marrying into the young marshal's mansion.

Good cooking skills, good personality, polite and courteous to others, and it is neither humble nor arrogant when it comes to an old pious woman like Mama Rong, who is a bully.

When the Overseer's wife was alive, she repeatedly told her that character is more important than looks.

As long as the young marshal likes it, if it goes on like this, maybe the young lady will soon be able to open up the young marshal's mansion......

In the new house.

Mo Lingyuan hugged Chu Yunyao and turned over, his tall and heavy body pressed her down, trapped in his arms.

With his long arm stretched, he took out a pistol from the quilt and stuffed it into her hand, and his voice was so hoarse that it was about to drip water: "Will you shoot?" ”

Chu Yunyao instinctively denied: "No." ”

"The driver and the president told me that they were knocked unconscious by you, and that you didn't shoot me when they drove me in a hail of bullets?"