Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue's eyes were like knives, she glanced at everyone, and chuckled lightly: "If you dare to gossip behind your back, this Elder doesn't mind making her life worse than death!"

All the girls were trembling, and Mo Qingwu's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he didn't dare to lift his head. Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue is a lunatic, who would dare to provoke him?
"Elder Ninth, disciple...disciple is worried..."

"Heh, are you worried that Elder Ben doesn't know how to eat shabu-shabu? Or are you worried that Elder Ben knows the scandalous things you have done?"

Mo Qingwu: "..."

Why didn't God kill this vicious woman?

Mo Chuyue swept her cool eyes, grabbed Mo Qingcheng's hand, and disappeared before her eyes in the blink of an eye...

call!
Everyone felt lighter and finally left. The elder devil was indeed a devil.

Mo Qingwu's face suddenly turned pale, Mo Xinxin was left behind, and the rest of them left with dark faces and angrily.

They are all Miss Mojia, why is there such a big difference?

snort!
What's so great?

He clearly felt that a hand pushed him, but there was nothing. Could it be a lonely ghost?

Mo Xinxin was pushed down on the bed, and there was a shadow in front of her eyes, she grinned, "Miss Qingwu, why are there two of you?"

Mo Qingwu curled her lips: "Xinxin, lie down and rest for a while, I'll go out and ask the maid to prepare water for you..."

Mo Xinxin's heart skipped a beat, she wished she could pounce on her and tear up Mo Qingwu's hypocritical mask in public.

"Cough cough..." Mo Xinxin coughed lightly, raised her eyes with grievance, and said, "Miss Qingwu, you just need to understand, woo..."

"Mo Xinxin, what happened to you today? Are you crazy?"

The corner of Mo Qingwu's mouth curled up with a cold arc, which was fleeting, "Xinxin, I believe in you, I'm sorry..."

While speaking, Mo Qingwu smiled meaningfully.

Those who have the ability are superior!
No, it is said that Mo Yunxuan, the Patriarch of the Mohist family, is a soft-boiled person who relies on the support of his wife to get into position...

Mo Xinxin's face was pale, and her breathing was a little disordered.

"Stop crying, those who don't know think this lady is bullying..." Mo Qingwu's eyes flickered slightly, "Come in with me, wash your face, lest you go out and be seen as a joke."

However, there are only the two of them left at this time, if something happens, there is not even a witness, and it is not me who suffers?
Thinking of this, Mo Xinxin took a deep breath, and flattered her face: "Miss Qingwu, I had no choice but to do this. At that time, that little bitch Mo Qingcheng pushed me..."

Mo Xinxin didn't know yet, the supreme suffering awaited her, the pain had just begun, she just felt a little dizzy and unconscious.

A strange feeling flashed across Mo Qingwu's heart, and her heart felt uncomfortable, her tone naturally became colder, and she covered her head and face, looking for something later.

"Is it fun?" Mo Qingwu glanced at the young man who walked in, his face full of evil charm.

Mo Xinxin was stunned, did she actually apologize?Who doesn't know what kind of virtue Mo Qingwu has in private?One set the front and the other the back. Could it be that it is raining red today?

"Miss Qingwu, it's so strange, why is your boudoir in a masculine style?" Mo Xinxin staggered and almost fell on Mo Qingwu.

Isn't it just Jiu occupying the magpie's nest, it's just a fake, and you really think of yourself as the eldest lady of the Mo family?
Mo Qingwu knew about this relic, or in other words, even if she knew, she didn't care at all.In the Mohist family, as long as you have the ability, it doesn't matter if you are born or wild, whether you are a direct descendant or a side branch?

Mo Qingwu took Mo Xinxin three times and two times, and the two came to Mo Qingchen's residence.

Oh, today is such a good day.

Mo Xinxin nodded, she had long wanted to go in and have a look at the decorations in this little bitch's house, Mo Qingwu.

I was angry when I said it, my back felt cold at the time, I didn't know who was staring at me, but I found out that I looked lonely.

"Uh, fun..."

"Then it's fun, I wish you a good time..."

Mo Qingwu turned around and walked towards the door.

"and many more……"

Good morning, everyone, Heicheng Yueyin has resumed the rhythm of coding before going to work again, okay!