Chapter 68: Which Hand Touches, Chop Which Hand

Mo Yueyue wanted to try to escape, but when she turned her head, she found that Qianshou was chasing after her, thinking that she probably couldn't run away, so she simply set her steps.

"Miss Mo, come back with me."

As soon as a thousand hands flashed, they came to her, and she pointed at him in shock, why is this person so like a ghost!

"Miss Mo, please."

The attitude was very respectful, Mo Yueyue put away the right finger pointing at him, and then pinched it with her left hand, and caught a glimpse of a family planning supplies and sex shop, "Wait a minute." ”

After Mo Yueyue finished speaking, she walked briskly towards the store.

After seeing Mo Yueyue enter the store, Qianshou was puzzled for a moment, and then when he noticed what the store was selling, his face turned red imperceptibly, and he retreated a little distance to wait for Mo Yueyue.

After Mo Yueyue came out, it was already ten minutes later, and Qianshou couldn't help but ask, "What did you buy?" ”

Mo Yueyue lifted the plastic bag in her hand, "For your eldest young master." ”

"For the eldest young master?"

Qianshou's expression was like eating a mouthful of, and seeing that Mo Yueyue was far away, he hurriedly chased after him, "Don't get angry." "Although the eldest young master loves her and spoils her, if the eldest young master is angered, there will still be no good fruit to eat.

Mo Yueyue snorted from her nose, ignored him, walked straight forward, walked for a while, stopped, turned back to Qianshou and asked, "Where are we going?" ”

"The Ming Guang Hotel in the Imperial City." Qianshou said, walked in front of Mo Yueyue and led the way.

Mo Yueyue followed behind Qianshou, and suddenly remembered the first time, he broke Mo Yueyue's hand, and Mo Zichen was hospitalized......

……

"Why is it so long?" Emperor Xiao waited for them in the room for more than half an hour.

"Young Master, I'm ...... This ...... "a thousand hands are divided, and they can't say why, and in the end their faces are still red."

Seeing this opportunity, Mo Yueyue said to Emperor Xiao: "He insulted me!" "Nonsense comes casually, and Mo Zichen is hospitalized, and he always has to pay a price.

"Indecent assault!"

Emperor Xiao's eyes were killed by Thousand Hands, and the frightened soul of Thousand Hands almost fell off, "Young Master, Miss Mo must be angry that I caught her back, so she deliberately said this......"

Mo Yueyue charged: "You still said that you didn't insult me, so what's the matter with you touching my ass?" ”

Qianshou's face turned white all of a sudden, and the woman wanted to kill him, "Young Master, I've been with you for more than ten years, you know me best, how could I do such a thing......"

Mo Yueyue continued: "He also touched my waist ......"

"Miss Mo, you can't make something out of nothing!" Senju's face was extremely ugly.

Mo Yueyue was stunned, did she play a little too much, lowered her head, and didn't speak again.

"Which hand touched it?" The Emperor's voice rang out like a grim reaper.

When Qianshou heard this, he immediately knelt down in fright, "Young Master, I didn't touch her, I swear......"

"Which hand?" Emperor Xiao continued to ask.

Mo Yueyue, who was standing on the side, trembled.

"Whoever touches it, chop it off!"

"Young Master, I really don't have ......"

Emperor Xiao's eyes were cold and terrifying, almost reaching the freezing point, Mo Yueyue clutched the plastic bag in her hand tightly, she just wanted to punish Qianshou and let Emperor Xiao say a few words to him, but she didn't expect to chop her hands so seriously.

"I ...... I'm talking nonsense...... "Mo Yueyue stiffened.

"She didn't touch me......"

Emperor Xiao's gaze fell on her lowered eyelashes, "What did you say, I didn't hear clearly." ”