"Uncle Huang, what is the real torture?"

Su Lili looked at Mo Yanqing, a little confused about this question.

Mo Yanqing approached, she pulled his sleeve, and then poked his waist with her little hand, "Speak." ”

The tone was brisk, and I wondered why I was saying that.

Mo Yanqing grabbed her wrist in turn and pulled her into her arms, her voice low and hoarse, "In true love, there is no mutual torture." ”

He didn't answer the question directly, he did the opposite.

Listening to Mo Yanqing's words, Su Lili blinked, "So the master doesn't feel tortured." ”

Then Su Lili said silently, "Maybe the master is flustered." ”

Or maybe the heart has long been like a pool of stagnant water, and there will be no more splashes.

That person has not been found yet.

Mo Yanqing rested his chin lightly on her shoulder, wrapped his arms around her waist, and showed his dissatisfaction without hesitation, "In this king's arms, I am thinking about other men." ”

"It's fine, it's not good."

Mo Yanqing's tone became deeper and deeper.

Su Lili moved in his arms angrily, "Uncle Huang, jealousy also depends on the object?" We were just talking about my master! ”

She felt that this man's possessiveness really made her want to go back again, and she really couldn't stand it sometimes...

But I only dare to think about it in my heart.

Mo Yanqing replied nonchalantly, "He's a man." ”

As long as it is a man, the woman in his arms will look at other people more, and he will be unhappy.

Not to mention deliberating and discussing with yourself. Other men.

Su Lili squinted, and poked his chest with his little hand, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid you're not going to be able to do it?" ”

Mo Yanqing's eyes were slightly gloomy, but her tone was still light, and she couldn't see any joy or anger, "Don't be afraid of me." ”

Only Su Lili knew that this was another angry look.

"Then I'll kiss Uncle Huang, and Uncle Huang can't be angry."

As she spoke, she turned around in his arms, facing each other, looking at each other, she pushed Mo Yanqing to sit on the chair.

Mo Yanqing was also very cooperative, and was pushed by Su Lili to sit down on the cushion, and then kissed and kissed domineeringly.

Mo Yanqing's fingers slid her chin, and she raised her hand to pinch her jaw.

The thin lips pursed slightly, and the eyebrows were slightly raised, "So you want to send this king?" ”

It's just a few kisses on her lips, and she thinks she can get away with it like this?

Su Lili's eyes moved slightly, and his thoughts were wandering, while he was still carefully looking at Mo Yanqing's expression.

said very calmly, "This is not a dismissal. ”

Seeing the banter in her eyes, Mo Yanqing's eyes were faint, and her voice was soft, "That king wants to ask for the rest." ”

As soon as he buttoned it, Su Lili completely fell into Mo Yanqing's arms, and then, he was dependent on each other, and he couldn't stop...

"Hmm.. Uncle Huang.."

The soft and glutinous voice came out, which was more like an encouragement, making Mo Yanqing more and more unable to control herself.

The color of the eyes is becoming more and more profound, and the under-eyes are deep.

Su Lili's low and abrasive voice in his mouth, "Uncle Huang..."

Then he put his hands around his neck as well, and his little face brushed aside his hand that was pinching his jaw.

also took the initiative to intertwine with it, kissing deeper and deeper, and his hands from his neck to his shoulders.

The small mouth devoured Mo Yanqing's thin lips little by little, invading little by little.

Mo Yanqing's eyes were deep, and it took great restraint to push her away slightly, and the thin lips that were kissed by Su Lili were slightly red.