The teahouse is just a teahouse. Apart from a table and a chair, there is nothing else? Not to mention the bed, it is not even tight enough for doors and windows. This guy will be crazy and messy, otherwise he will be crazy.

Not to be in broad daylight...

Realizing his uncontrollable hands, Mo Chu grabbed Long Qianxie's waist, looked up at the deep and blurred beautiful eyes, and his heart moved slightly, and asked, "Can you really not be more at ease?"

"Xiao Momo, it turns out that you are so impatient. Since this is the case, you will definitely cooperate with you well for your husband and never resist!"

After he said as if he was sworn, he still blinked and sent me a few autumn waves. His lazy and evil posture was constantly hustling on the wall, as if he was saying, "What are you waiting for? Come quickly, come and fulfill your obligations and throw me away!"

Mo Chu held his belt in his hand and stared at him with a blank expression on his face: "At the late stage of cancer, Qianxie, you are really out of help."

He hugged Mo Chu in his arms warmly, and Yu Guang gently swept it in her hand: "If it weren't for the wife's initiative to ask for it, I would have planned to practice the pill well for my husband..."

So, is it her fault?

Mo Chu put away his belt and opened his mouth to shout: "Han..."

Isn't this trick any more effective?

I still remember that I took off his clothes and pants, and that passion could be wiped out half immediately. Why is it that more people can be cheated without reducing it?

After meeting again, Mo Chu recalled carefully that he was busy with Yunzhe Academy during this period. If he was not good, he would have to go and take care of Grandma Yue's body. How could he have time to talk about the endless love?

A normal big man, isn’t he wronged?

Mo Chu at least broke free for a few times and felt that there was no one around him. He simply raised his hand and surrendered and accepted the defeat. He hugged him tightly and responded to the enthusiasm. The flames in his eyes involuntarily spurted out.

"Chu'er, I want to have another Xiaoyue'er, is that okay?" A low and hoarse voice penetrated into her ears, and Mo Chu's body shook.

"I want it? You don't feel tired if you have this one?" It was like a paranoia caused by the murder. Mo Chu subconsciously resisted. One is enough for her to support and educate her. If another one is the only one, she will have to make trouble and take her life. "Qianxie, I think you may be a little impulsive now. Calm down, and you will show up after calming down. You don't want this one anymore!" Apart from causing trouble, he is really a guy who has no real ability. If it weren't his biological daughter, it would be really good.

Is it OK to be auctioned?

Thinking about it, Mo Chu was just a cry of bitterness, but Long Qianxie picked it with a proud look on his face: "So, my husband has given Yue'er the position of monarch of the Dark Night Palace!" Mo Chu: "..."
Chapter completed!