After covering the quilt for Mo Chu, Long Qianxie moved lazily, leaned against the bedside and pondered for a while, "Tell Zuoyi, go back to the Dark Night Palace to wait for the time being. As for the boss Baili, it is not worth mentioning."

As long as the wife in the Dark Night Palace is safe, there is nothing worth caring about. Now that the Dark Night Eagle is outside, the left wing Zuo Xun is not there either, but I am afraid that someone will leave a chance.

Although, the chance of coming to the door to die is not great.

Thinking of this, Long Qianxie waved his hand. After Nighthawk retreated, he closed the door and turned his eyes back to the quiet pretty face.

I really couldn't help but want to swallow her in one bite!

Then I think about it, Long Qianxie was really planning to swallow it, but he had a thought and another voice sounded out of the door: "Master Long, my new emperor has two of you."

New Emperor, Nan Wufeng.

This time, before Long Qianxie could speak unhappily, the person beside him said first: "I'm sorry to report it."

Mo Chu sat up and wore clothes, his face feeling tired as if he had just experienced a life of slavery, his eyes were slightly dark, and Long Qianxie felt distressed at once.

He put his arms around, pulled Mo Chu into his arms, lowered his eyebrows and looked at her beautiful eyes gently, and said in a gentle tone: "Isn't relying on the master? As long as you speak, anything can be done, you know, huh?"

She knew, but she didn't want to.

Mo Chu continued to sit up and put on his clothes, and said indifferently: "Master, it seems that it's time for you to wear clothes and wash up. If someone else sees you like this, why would you misunderstand it?"

Long Qianxie raised his eyebrows and suddenly became interested: "Why would you misunderstand, Chu'er, what would you say?"

While speaking, he glanced at Mo Chu's little face, couldn't help but kiss her little mouth, and then stuck out his tongue and licked his lips with unfulfilled desire. The evil look made people tremble all over.

Mo Chu couldn't help but shrank back, stared at Long Qianxie in a defensive manner, and frowned: "Master, are you feeling uncomfortable and sick?"

Long Qianxie glared lightly, and Mo Chu didn't realize it, but said extremely seriously: "It's not normal for you to wake up in the morning without taking medicine."

Long Qianxie hummed lukewarmly, withdrew his arm and picked up his clothes, and replied slowly: "Didn't it be your teacher? Your husband is also a husband. Or, give you a chance to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, and you only have the word "husband". How about it?"

Mo Chu had a paralysis on his face and did not agree: "It is reliable to destroy the word "husband". Master, don't you think?"

The hand tied with the belt suddenly paused, Long Qianxie turned his head to look at her, frowned: "I want to be a widow? I will never marry for the rest of my life? I'm looking for a fight?"

The unhappy voice sounded a little cool, but after careful identification, he was helpless indulging and pampering. After slanting Mo Chu's eyes, he continued to wear a belt, and said slowly: "It's okay not to marry. If you don't marry, you will lose all the complicated tape. I want to swallow you whenever I want it!"

At this time, Long Qianxie really hoped that Mo Chu would refuse to the end so that he could give him a reasonable reason to cleanse her. Unexpectedly, Mo Chu sat down properly and asked incrediblely: "Master, don't you feel tired if you confess your love all the time?"

Don't feel tired?

Whoever says he doesn’t feel tired will be anxious!

It is clearly his destined wife. She has to be so hard-working day and night, and it would be strange if she is not tired.

Then again, even if she is an iron tree with such a strong strategy, she should bloom after getting along for so long. However, the tree in front of her will never bloom.

Long Qianxie couldn't help but sympathize with him.

He glanced at Mo Chu's entangled and depressed expression, and felt that it was still necessary to tell her about their relationship issues directly.

His face did not blush and his heart did not beat. He seemed to be used to this kind of thing. Long Qianxie said calmly: "Master likes you, Master wants to marry you, so he confessed to you."

Mo Chu: "..."

The master is getting more shameless. Are they so casual now?

She, a girl who has received modern education, cannot even plead with her. It is really difficult for a generation of antiques to be opened up. Thinking about this, Mo Chu actually had the urge to continue listening.

She looked at Long Qianxie lightly and asked seriously: "Master, what do you like me? Tell me, I can change it."

When did the evil king of a generation suffer such dislike?

But Long Qianxie was just indifferent, raised his hand and rubbed Mo Chu's little head, smiling like a fox: "I like you but don't like your master, and I also like you don't marry your master, little disciple, do you dare to change it?"

Mo Chu: "..." trick her!

Seeing that she stopped talking, Long Qian smiled even deeper and blew at her badly: "Good disciple, you have to know that there are not many good men in this world, especially good men like Master, there are only one in heaven and earth. If you don't marry Master, who else do you want to marry?"

She knew there was a disease called "narcissism", but she didn't know that Long Qianxie had reached the late stage of narcissistic cancer, so she couldn't help but want to rescue him: "Master, you are a serious personal attack on the same kind. How did you know that there is no good man besides you?"

Her grandfather is a good man, and her father who has never been masked must be the same, and her brother is also understandable. As for Feng Lie, it can be considered a slightest, right?

So I think there are still many good men.

Mo Chu had already studied his words to respond to him, but Long Qianxie replied indifferently: "Because only the master will leave you a slut when he eats and sleeps with you."

Mo Chu's facial paralysis: "..."

After a pause, he replied: "If it were other men, they would only want to get your body. The word "sex" is the same, and men are the same."

Sure enough, the cold and abstinent Dark Night Evil Lord is now seeing the spring in the spring. What is he going to do?

Mo Chu tried hard to make himself look calm and composed: "Can I understand that you are deliberately distorting human nature? How did you know that there is no good man who likes me?"

Long Qianxie curled his lips and smiled like a sarcastic smile: "Because all good men are dead, only the master is left, you have no choice."

Even if you are not dead, you dare to say one, do you think I dare to let him die?

Mo Chu rolled his eyes and never wanted to continue: "Master, someone is still waiting for us. Should I go?"

The strong offensive from the master was hard for the little disciple to survive.

In Mo Chu's heart, Long Qianxie was not the best man, but he was the best man to her, but she couldn't promise him anything yet, because she didn't have the capital to stand side by side with him.

Of course, Mo Chu never gave any explanation.

When she was led to the lobby of the mansion, Na Wufeng had been waiting for a long time, and was drinking herbal tea alone. Seeing someone coming, Na Wufeng spoke coldly: "Sit."
Chapter completed!