She pushed open the door and looked at Xiaoqing, who was pestled at the door of her room like a pillar, and was stunned. Then he raised his hand and knocked on his somewhat chaotic brain, only to remember that Xiaoqing was no longer Xiaoqing, and now it should be Xiaohong.

She frowned and glanced at him several times. Finding that he saw her as if a mouse had seen a cat, she raised her hand and yawned lazily. After walking around him a few times, he greeted: "Hi, Xiaohong, morning." I haven't seen a lot of emaciation in a few days, so let's talk to this girl, what's wrong?"

Comrade Xiaohong took two steps back and did not squeak.

Mo Xiaomo walked to the stone bench in front of the courtyard and sat down, picked up the pot of herbal tea on the table, took two sips, raised his head, stared at the wooden lump Xiaohong, and did not speak.

Mo Ming was stared at so that his tail bones were cold, and he said without being salty: "Miss, it's not too early now, the sun is about to set." ”

Mo Xiaomo looked up in response, it was already the sun slanting in the west, and frowned. His head was mushy, and he looked at Xiaohong's purse hanging from his waist, and then he remembered that he was going to rob the rich and help the poor tonight.

She refilled her saliva and put the teapot down. Shaking the Kunlun fan in his hand, he floated out leisurely, and after a few steps, he was stopped by Xiaoqing, who had a hard face, and ah, Xiaohong.

"Miss, please stay."

Mo Xiaomo looked down at the white embroidered shoes under her crimson skirt, well, she had indeed stayed, and nodded for Xiaohong to continue.

"The sect leader instructed that before the contest to recruit relatives, the young lady must not step out of the courtyard, otherwise"

"Otherwise, what will happen" Mo Xiaomo humbly asked.

"The sect leader ordered, if the young lady does not listen to the advice and forcibly goes out, only the subordinates will ask" Mo Ming replied with a straight face.

I saw Mo Xiaomo snap the Kunlun fan in his hand to death, and then turned sideways and bypassed the other side, his indifferent appearance was a little outrageous.

"Miss, you can't go." Mo Ming stood in front of her again, Mo Xiaomo really didn't leave this time. She looked him up and down, then knocked Moming on the buttocks with a folding fan. Obviously, his face was purple in pain, but this thing still gritted his teeth and didn't squeak, so good, she admired him.

"Your ass is quite upright, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've practiced well~." The smell of ridicule is overflowing.

"Little little miss, it's over" Mo Ming's face was slightly red.

Mo Xiaomo shook her head and sighed, why is this kid so pure, she is embarrassed to pit him again. She straightened her clothes, threw Mo Xiaowu, who was lying on her chest and was sleeping with saliva on her face, to the side, sat on the stone bench, propped her head and said, "Tell me, where did the injury on your butt come from, I'll think about whether I can get out later." ”

After Mo Ming hesitated, stammered, and said the previous incident with a red face and shame, Mo Xiaomo looked at his pure little eyes, and couldn't laugh too much, so he had to pat him on the shoulder with a solemn face, comforted him a few words, and walked away with a fan covering his face.

Mo Ming looked at her back and was stunned for a moment, only to realize that the young lady was still gone

Mo Xiaomo held his waist and laughed for a while before resting.

Xiaohong is a talent, talent.

Since she left, this thing has been wearing her skirt in the women's bathroom until sunset. Okay, forget it, Comrade Xiaohong, who has fed mosquitoes for a day, looked at the twilight sun that was getting westerly and secretly sighed. As soon as the nerves are relaxed, the body is also relaxed, and no, the urge to urinate will follow.

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