If so, what about Picturesque?

Wouldn't you want to guard this big lump of wood for the rest of your life?

Ye Qinglan sighed deeply for Mo Ruhua in his heart. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

"Master Mo, I'm a little sleepy, so I won't accompany you much!" Ye Qinglan had already woken up, but it was already late at night, and she was indeed a little sleepy.

Mo Wuxi nodded slightly, Ye Qinglan turned around and walked inside, just a few steps away, suddenly thought of something, turned around, and found that Mo Wuxi didn't move at all.

"What's wrong?" Mo said without hesitation.

Ye Qinglan smiled, "There is one more thing that needs the help of Master Mo, Liancheng and Yanlin are still in the attic, and the night is windy, please ask the head to bring the two of them back to the Spirit Pavilion." ”

Mo didn't hesitate to look at the attic twice, "Okay!" ”

After he agreed, Ye Qinglan entered the room without looking back.

Indeed, Helian Cheng and Feng Yanlin were so drunk that if they stayed in the attic for one night, they would definitely catch a cold.

And, picturesque, too, is still in the attic.

Knowing that Ye Qinglan's figure disappeared from Mo Wuxi's eyes, he moved his steps.

Just as he was about to go to the attic to bring the two drunks down, he suddenly saw Mo Ruhua staggering down from the attic with his eyes foggy.

The ink was as picturesque as a ripe tomato.

She was halfway downstairs when she suddenly stopped, and she squinted, narrowing her eyes to a slit.

"Master, master......" she murmured softly.

Then he grinned and smirked, "Master, why are you here... This must be an illusion..."

Mo Wuxi was stunned when he saw the drunk Mo Ruhua for the first time.

Mo Ruhua probably subconsciously knew that he wanted to go back to his room to rest, so he came down from the attic.

She had a smirk on her face, and she didn't know if her eyes were open or closed.

Probably because of drunkenness, she just paused for a while, she thought it was flat ground, strode forward, stepped into the air, and leaned forward.

Seeing that he was about to roll down the stairs, a white shadow flashed, and Mo did not hesitate to quickly catch Mo Ruhua and leave from the stairs.

He held Mo Ru Picturesque and gently called "Picturesque, Picturesque..."

Mo Ruhua opened one eye slightly, looked at it, and closed it again, and the weight of the whole person was on Mo Wuxi's body.

"Hmm......"

Mo Wu regretted that he had no way to let go, Mo Ruhua didn't need any strength at all, as soon as he let go, his apprentice was going to sleep on the ground.

He lowered his eyes to look at the sleeping Mo Ruhua, her eyelashes were very long, like butterfly wings, and her little red face was even more lovely than usual.

Mo sighed helplessly, leaned over and hugged Mo Ruhua, and walked towards the woman's room.

Mo Ruhua seemed to sleep very comfortably, rubbed twice on Mo Wuxi's chest, and smacked his lips, "Master... Master ......"

Mo did not hesitate to put Ruhua on the bed to cover the quilt, and when he was about to carry the other two teachers and nephews, he found that the corner of his robe was dragged by Mo Ruhua in his hand and pillowed under his cheek.

Mo Wu didn't hesitate to tear off his robe, and found that Mo Ruhua was so tightly pulled that he couldn't pull it out at all.

He could only sit on the edge of her bed, take out the little hand that was tugging at his robe, and open it one finger at a time.

Mo Ruhua slept soundly, and after the robe was detached from her hand, she turned over, pulled the pillow in her arms, and turned the covered quilt over again.

She seemed to dream of something, and a sweet smile hung on the corner of her mouth, muttering to herself.

"I like Master the most..."

“……！” Mo Wuxi had just stood up when he suddenly heard this sudden sentence.

He froze and stood in front of Moru's bed.

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