Chapter 120: You Don't Want Face, I Want Face!

"That's all right."

Su Lili complained quietly.

"Yes, good."

Mo Yanqing naturally praised without hesitation.

Su Lili messed around with Mo Yanqing for a while before asking, "Uncle Huang, where have you been now?" ”

She felt in her heart that she probably didn't have much distance from Shengdu.

After all, it's not that long.

"I don't know."

Mo Yanqing was teasing Su Lili at this time, where did she still have the heart to listen to what she said.

casually agreed.

"Uncle Huang, you always perfunctory me."

Su Lili's eyes were pitiful, with a slightly aggrieved look.

Mo Yanqing said to her again, "It's about the suburbs." ”

The far suburbs he spoke of were indeed relatively far away.

"How long did I sleep?"

Su Lili asked again, feeling that his body was a little sore from sleep, then turned around, left his back to Mo Yanqing, and muttered, "Uncle Huang, my shoulders are sore, help me pinch them." ”

"Is the mat not soft enough?"

Mo Yanqing thought in her heart, those slaves, this little thing can't be done.

But the hand covering Su Lili's shoulder was unusually gentle, carefully kneading her shoulder.

How did it have to do with the mat?

"It's okay, maybe it's because I'm not very good at sleeping."

Su Lili also twisted his shoulder, and then he felt that the soreness disappeared a little.

But Mo Yanqing was terrible, and said coldly, "Wei Qi." ”

"What does the master command?"

Wei Qi rode a horse by the window of the carriage all the time, the purpose was naturally not to let others approach the carriage to protect privacy and security.

"Find some more cushions."

Mo Yanqing's voice was cold to the bone, and he was very angry, but the hand on Su Lili's shoulder was still very light.

"Yes."

Wei Qi didn't dare to hesitate, immediately turned the horse's head, and went to the carriage with things behind to find the cushion that Mo Yanqing wanted.

Su Lili really felt that the man in front of him was making a big fuss, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Uncle Huang, don't be so surprised, okay?"

Su Lili complained a little, and looked at Mo Yanqing's angry eyes, "I'm not a canary raised in a cage, there's nothing wrong with a little thing." ”

Mo Yanqing turned her body over and covered the side of her face with both hands.

The tone was loud, "But you are my Mo Yanqing's, naturally expensive." ”

Su Lili's hand then grabbed his wrist and did not answer, both of them staring at each other.

Until Haoyue's voice came, "Lord Wang, the mat slave has been obtained." ”

At this time, the two of them are in such a state.

Mo Yanqing hugged Su Lili, her voice low and serious, "Come in." ”

And Su Lili was thin-skinned, and immediately shouted, "Haoyue, you wait outside first!" ”

Originally, Haoyue was already sitting next to Wei Yi, who was driving the carriage, holding the cushion in her hand, ready to lift the curtain and go in.

But as soon as she opened half of it, she was stopped by her own lady and startled her.

"Shy?"

Mo Yanqing's voice was full of doting and smiling.

"You don't want to lose face, I still want to save face!"

Su Lili pushed Mo Yanqing away, and then tidied up his somewhat wrinkled clothes, and Yu Guang glanced at Mo Yanqing, who was not yet dressed, and the movements at hand were stunned.

"Why don't you wear it?!"

Mo Yanqing hooked her lips and smiled, her thin lips curled, "I want you to help me wear it." ”

"Take it off and wear it yourself!"

Su Lili gritted his teeth and refused, this dead man is getting more and more inches!