After all, when he was in Kyoto before, he was a debauched and horrible son.

Now that she is blown by Mrs. Liu, she is a little fluttering.

In addition, during this period of time, he complained a little about Su Qingyao in his heart, and he was even more angry with Qin Sheng, so when he heard some bad things about Su Qingyao and Qin Sheng, especially comparing him, it set off his goodness, Su Qingyao and Qin Sheng were not as good as him, and Mu Shaoqing's heart became more and more happy.

"Naturally, my son will not be like them, and he will not do so much." Mu Shaoqing raised his chin and said.

Mrs. Liu patted her thighs and continued to pat Mu Shaoqing's ass excitedly, "Isn't it, Mu Gongzi is the best my wife has ever seen."

Hey, I don't know what that Su Qingyao and Qin Sheng are doing, their broken carriage is still very different from Mu Gongzi's yours, Mu Gongzi, your carriage is so good, it is really magnificent.

My wife really opened her eyes today, and I am very grateful to my son. ”

Mu Shaoqing waved his hand, "Since we are destined to live in the same village, we don't have to be polite to my son, anyway, it's just by the way, and it's not in the way." ”

"Hey, I still have to thank Mu Gongzi, some people are not willing to carry us even if they stop by."

Mu Shaoqing enjoyed Mrs. Liu's praise.

Liu Xiaolan sat shyly on the side, and from time to time followed Mrs. Liu to respond a few times, praising Mu Shaoqing.

The carriage continued to gallop towards the town, and suddenly a stone was pressed on the road, and the whole carriage swayed for a while, and Liu Xiaolan did not sit firmly and jolted.

Originally, I wanted to hold on to the railing of the carriage and sit firmly, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in my head, and I felt that I could take this opportunity to pretend not to sit firmly and fall into Mu Shaoqing's arms.

So Liu Xiaolan really followed her own plan, followed the tilt of the carriage, and pretended to be accidentally planted in Mu Shaoqing's arms.

Mu Shaoqing suddenly felt nephrite in his arms, and this feeling was very familiar.

Liu Xiaolan's body has a faint fragrance, which smells very good,

Or Liu Xiaolan basically took a bath with soap during this time, so there was naturally a scent of soap on her body, which made people smell elegant and fresh, and there was no excessive fragrance like rouge gouache.

Mu Shaoqing was a little addicted the moment he smelled it.

He hadn't visited Hualou for a long time, and when he first came to Fushan Village, it was okay to endure it for a while, but after a long time, he felt very anxious.

At the beginning, he disliked that none of the women in the village were good-looking, at most they were only delicate and lovely, unlike the flower buildings in Kyoto, where there were many beauties who captivated the country and the city.

And those little village girls in the village are not interesting, this will not be, that will not be, it will not be like the flower house in Kyoto, which maiko, courtesan will have a lot of talents, not to mention piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and piano or something.

So he wasn't interested in playing with the women in the village.

However, after a long time, it is inevitable that there will be some thirst for women.

He doesn't have a room girl or anything like that, so there is no woman to help solve some of the needs of his body.

In addition, in the previous days, for Su Qingyao, he was guarding himself like jade, just so that Su Qingyao could look at him, so that now he is a little aggrieved.

At this moment, a woman was in her arms, and she was a delicate and lovely person, how could Mu Shaoqing bear it.