Mo Rong finished eating. Holding Lan Yao in his arms, he strode to the bed. I want to put Lan Yao down and wash the dishes again. When I got up, I just wanted to take a step, but my clothes seemed to be hooked by something. Turning his head, he saw Lan Yao's eyes that could not be seen. Slightly stunned. Lan Yao's soft body slowly crawled to the side of the bed and hugged Mo Rong's legs.

"What's wrong?" Mo Rong's expression softened, and his eyes flashed with a soft light that he hadn't even noticed. Leaned down and approached the soft, small body.

"Babbling~" Lan Yao saw Mo Rong leaning over, she was very happy in her heart, the corners of her mouth cracked, and she made a babbling sound. The body followed Mo Rong's thighs and slowly moved up. Finally, hugging Mo Rong's neck, his small lips seemed to sense that the right time had come. folded Mo Rong's flesh-colored lips heavily.

Mo Rong looked so surprised that he forgot to react.

Lan Yao's eyes flashed red, and she had a good impression of the man in front of her from the first time. inexplicably wanted to get close to him, and just took the opportunity to kiss him, and I also felt that his flesh-colored lips were very attractive. Even if it was stuck like this, it would no longer move.

When Mo Rong reacted, he immediately took Lan Yao away from his arms. Lan Yao didn't do it, those little hands kept swinging in the air, trying in vain to return to the beauty Yuhuai. Mo Rong ignored her struggles, put her on the bed, and strode away.

Although Lan Yao has lost the arms of beauty, it will be a long time to come. In the arms of the beautiful brother, there is always a chance to have it. So she didn't make a fuss, but looked at Mo Rong's almost deserted figure, which was very pleasant.

Mo Rong washed the dishes. He returned to the stone and meditated. The kiss of the baby girl just now made him a little afraid. At this young age, I have such a color heart, I am afraid that I will '''''' in the future, but how can it be good? Now the master has left the peach forest again, and I don't know when he will return. Although I know that this baby girl is very different from other babies, but she doesn't even behave ''''', she is just a baby, how can she have such a mind, just curious. Mo Rong thought about it, so he sat on the stone, and his mood merged with nature.

Time passes inadvertently. It was completely dark. Mo Rong looked at the sky outside the peach forest, turned over and got off the stone, and entered the hut.

The room was very quiet, and I saw the baby girl on the bed, lying on the bed, her eyes kept turning, and she swept every corner of the room. The gaze finally fell on Mo Rong. The corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a smile.

Seeing the smile of the baby girl, Mo Rong's heart became more and more calm, and he walked to the bed, and the quilt on the side covered the baby girl's body, so he picked up the needlework on the stool and continued the unfinished work. How could he be so careless, let this baby girl stay in this slightly cool weather for so long, if she didn't catch a cold, if she caught a cold, I am afraid that his task will not be light.

When Lan Yao saw Mo Rong go back to the house to continue the work in his hands, his eyes were fixed on him and he stopped moving. Beauty is indeed beauty, and this frowning is full of beauty. The action of threading the needle is very elegant. The focused look is intoxicating. A body of Tsing Yi, although the workmanship is very generous, I am afraid that it is an ordinary sect, and there is no such a big stroke. Simple but not simple. But if you give this garment to others, I am afraid that you will not be able to wear such a temperament. Just like this thatched hut, if it is for the beggars to rest, this thatched hut is just a thatched hut, and it will not look so graceful and luxurious.