Mr. Mo, your ex-girlfriend is asking for reconciliation again

Chapter 62 She Carried Mo Chen on Her Back
Qiao Ruoxin couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

good???

Is this a man?
Mo Chen seemed to be in a good mood. He put out his cigarette and stood up straight.

"bring it on."

"What's coming?" She was confused and hadn't reacted yet.

The man said in a serious voice: "Aren't you going to carry me? Come on."

!!!

Qiao Ruoxin opened her eyes wide, like a frightened deer.

"Master Mo, do you have any shame? You want me, a woman, to carry you on my back?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Chen grabbed her slender waist with one hand, picked her up and put her on the ground.

He replied shamelessly: "What does a man need face for?"

"..."

Forget it, since he's out of control today, I'll just try to please him.

Qiao Ruoxin stretched her body, then stood with her back to Mo Chen: "Come up!"

The corner of the man's mouth curled up, and his tall body just moved close to her, wrapping her tightly.

He hugged Qiao Ruoxin's thin and slender body with his arms, with only half of his body weight pressing on her.

Qiao Ruoxin almost couldn't stand steadily for a moment. It was simply an unbearable burden for her life!

She hugged the man's arms and was out of breath when she spoke: "Mo Chen! Why are you so heavy..."

She used to think that this bastard had lost weight.

It seems that no matter how thin a man is, he can still easily crush a woman.

Mo Chen's dark eyes were filled with mischievous fondness, and his voice was lazy and sexy: "Now I understand why women like to be carried on the backs of men. It's quite comfortable."

Depend on!
Is he still enjoying it?

Only after Qiao Ruoxin carried this bastard on her back did she realize what it meant to be difficult to walk an inch!

She took a small step forward with difficulty and felt a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

In fact, when we say that she was carrying Mo Chen on her back, it was just that Mo Chen was putting his body weight on her.

He still has to rely on himself to move forward.

But he just enjoyed the feeling of bullying Qiao Ruoxin.

Very cool! Qiao Ruoxin frowned, holding on to the weight of the man behind her, and gritted her teeth and said, "But...Is that enough? I can't take it anymore."

Mo Chen rested his chin on her thin shoulder: "Little boy, hold on, carry me for another half an hour."

What the hell? ? ?

"Half an hour? You might as well just kill me!"

Half an hour later, she was probably about to vomit blood.

Suddenly, a man's deep and sinister voice came to my ears: "Look at your twelve o'clock direction, it seems that there is a white shadow floating by."

Qiao Ruoxin's face turned pale instantly, and she looked up in horror, but there was nothing.

It's a desolate place here, it's pitch black everywhere, and the atmosphere is eerie and scary.

"Ah! There's a ghost!"

She screamed, turned around and threw herself into the man's arms, hugging him tightly.

Then, she heard the man's evil low laugh from above her head, full of mockery...

Qiao Ruoxin is most afraid of ghosts and doesn’t even dare to watch horror movies!

Only then did she realize that this bastard was teasing her!
She pushed the man's tall body away: "Mo Chen! I carried you on my back with good intentions to make you happy, but you are teasing me, right? Go to hell!"

Qiao Ruoxin turned and left angrily.

Unexpectedly, a man's lazy and sexy voice came from behind: "Do you still think looking at the stars is romantic?"

"..."

Dog man! ! !
Ruined her girlish romance!

She continued walking towards the car angrily, not wanting to pay any attention to him.

Mo Chen walked in front of her with his long legs and leaned forward slightly: "Come up, I'll show you what it means to be carried on your back."

She snorted proudly, but her body was still honest enough to lie on his back and hug his neck.

The body was lifted into the air in an instant.

It was easy for Mo Chen to carry her on his back.

She leaned on the man's broad shoulders and blew gently into his ear: "It's more pleasing to see a man carrying a woman on his back."

The gentle breath made Mo Chen's tall body stiffen for a second.

"Fuck...Qiao Ruoxin, just be quiet!"

(End of this chapter)