In this way, Mo Li staggered and was dragged out, but fortunately, the singing and dancing in the hall was level, and it was very lively, and no one paid attention to this side.

All the way out of the imperial court, Eleven was leaning on the carriage and counting the stars boringly, when he suddenly saw his master rushing out with Mo Li with a gloomy face, and he didn't dare to say much, so he hurriedly raised the curtain, but he wondered in his heart why the master came out so quickly, and it was just the two of them.

"Back to the inn!" Murong Chu commanded, and directly put Mo Li on the carriage, ignoring the oil on her lips, and kissed her fiercely, one hand still firmly grasping her wrist.

Where is this kiss, it is clearly a bite!

Murong Chu's anger gradually subsided with Mo Li's whimper, and a trace of fishy sweetness in his mouth made him sober up instantly, and he pulled away suddenly, with blood beads in front of him, slightly swollen lips, and a pair of eyes covered with water.

Mo Li moved his arm, and Chu Chu said pitifully: "It hurts ......"

Only then did Murong Chu realize that he was still clasping the slender wrist fiercely, loosening some strength, and raising that hand in front of him, through the faint candlelight in the car, he could see that a circle of red marks had been strangled on the originally white wrist.

But when he saw what he was holding in his little hand, a breath of blood came up again.

He took a few deep breaths to calm down, took out the piece of hand-picked meat from his little hand and threw it out of the car, moistened the handkerchief with tea, and carefully wiped the oil on his little hand.

It wasn't until he wiped the oil clean that Murong Chu raised his head, stared at Mo Li's eyes and asked, "Don't you have anything to say?" ”

Mo Li frowned slightly, and aggrieved tears kept rolling in his eyes: "You threw away my hand-grilled meat, I haven't asked you why, but you asked me." ”

Murong Chu curled the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly: "Am I not as good as a piece of hand-grilled meat in your mind?" In that case, you can still enjoy the food calmly, have you ever really cared about me? ”

Now that Mo Li finally knew why this man was crazy, she glared at Murong Chu angrily and roared, "Then what do you want me to do?" That woman once almost killed me, and now she wants to hook up with my man, do you think I'm not angry? Do you think I don't hate? ”

"What woman can stand her man being openly molested? But what can I do in that situation? Do you want me to rush up and tear her up? ”

Murong Chu suddenly hugged Mo Li into his arms, and his voice was full of excitement: "Li'er, what you said is true?" Do you really think so? ”

Mo Li was stunned by his move: "I want to ...... What do you think? ”

"You say I'm your man!" The corners of Murong Chu's lips gradually raised, how could this sound so pleasing to the ear.

"This sentence is not the point, is it good!"

Mo Li is about to go berserk, why is this man's brain circuit so strange!

"Li'er say it again, tell me again." Murong Chu muttered in her ear.

"Say what, say you're big!" Mo Li struggled hard, but in exchange for a tighter hug.

"Don't talk about this, say that Murong Chu is Mo Li's man." Murong Chu was kind and seductive, and the little flower in his heart slowly bloomed.

Mo Li looked helplessly at the roof of the carriage: "Is the general crazy enough?" If you're crazy enough, let go, I'm going to be strangled to death by you! ”

Murong Chu didn't have the slightest intention of letting go, but leaned close to her ear and whispered: "It's okay if you don't say it, I'll let go when I call my husband." ”

Mo Li twisted her body, trying to avoid the heat wave spraying on her ears: "If you don't let go, I will ......"

"Do you want it?" Murong Chu turned over and pressed Mo Li on the soft couch, "If Li'er wants it, I'll give it to you." ”

The blazing lips were imprinted again, this time there was no bite like last time, only endless tenderness......

Eleven, who was driving the car, said that his innocent little flower was poisoned by his master, and he had no intention of eavesdropping, but only through a curtain, his ear power was better than that of ordinary people, even if the sound inside was low, he could hear it.

What's more, when they first got in the car, the two were still arguing, and the master's mistake of not saying anything clearly was committed again, which made him, a subordinate, worry for a while, fortunately, the two seemed to be reconciled later, but why did the master's words always sound like a woman from a good family?

The post house was not far from the imperial court, but he didn't dare to disturb the master, so he could only drive the carriage around the post house in a circle.

Finally, the wheezing sound in the carriage subsided after Mo Li pleaded and called "husband", and she leaned weakly into Murong Chu's arms, letting him straighten up her scattered clothes.

But the heart was still bouncing, as if it was about to burst out of the chest. She was really afraid that this man would make some excessive moves, but fortunately, Murong Chu stopped at the right time, and comforted her in her ear: "Li'er, don't worry, when I return to the capital, I will marry you, before that, my husband will not be abrupt." ”

Who's in a hurry? Who's in a hurry? How did this man speak of himself as if he were a disgruntled man?

Obviously, he was up and down, but in turn he said that she was in a hurry!

"Don't! I'm not in a hurry! Mo Li turned his head angrily, and his little face was completely red.

Murong Chu scratched her little nose and smiled with a smile in her eyes: "It's because my husband is in a hurry, and I am anxious to marry my mother home." ”

Eleven covered his face, and after following his master for so many years, he now knows how shameless his master is.

"Haven't you arrived at the inn yet?" Murong Chu's voice came out.

"It's coming soon." Eleven was full of black lines, so he didn't believe that his master didn't know that he was going around in circles outside.

The next day was one day before the golden king Helian Tuge ascended the throne, and this day happened to be free, Mo Li had a rare opportunity to sleep lazily, and he had been lying on the kang until the third pole of the day.

While serving her breakfast, Ruoping said, "The master has been waiting for Miss all morning, and he said that he was going to take Miss out for a walk." ”

At the mention of Murong Chu, Mo Li remembered the scene that made people blush and heartbeat in the carriage last night, and couldn't help but feel a red cloud climb up his cheeks.

As soon as the carriage stopped at the door of the inn last night, she jumped out of the carriage and ran back to her room, feeling like a little rabbit for a long time, and she was a little embarrassed to see him today.

It can be seen that she can't help it, after breakfast, Ruoping just went out to deliver dishes and chopsticks, and the door was pushed open again, Mo Li thought that Ruoping had forgotten something, and when he turned around, it was Murong Chu standing at the door.

"Will ...... Good morning, General! Mo Li pretended to be calm and said hello.

Murong Chu saw that her eyes flickered, her cheeks were crimson, and she knew that she was still shy about what happened last night, so she pursed her lips and said, "Was Li'er too tired last night?" Why do you wake up so late? ”

I'm tired of your sister! Mo Li's heart was roaring, should he say something so reverie!