Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

Opening his eyes, Mo Jiu found that Long Qingtian had already woken up and was sitting by the bed looking at her.

"Brother, I'm starving to death! My chest is sticking to my back!" Mo Jiu thought of the absurdity of last night, his face flushed, but he tried to look righteous, first smiled at Long Qingtian, and then yelled Complain to hide your embarrassment.

Long Qingtian looked at her rare little daughter's attitude, smiled dotingly, stretched out his hand to touch her body, "Is the front chest attached to the back abdomen? Let me touch..."

When Mo Jiu's naked body was touched by the man's big hand, it immediately started to itch, and he sat up straight with a smile.

As soon as he sat up straight, he immediately felt his waist go soft, and Mo Jiu's face turned even redder, but seeing the man seemed to be glowing, he secretly admired the man's physical strength.

She rubbed her small waist and made a sad face. Long Qingtian thought it was funny, so he stretched out his hand and hugged her up.

After the two of them washed up, it was already ten o'clock!

Looking at the time, Mo Jiu was a little ashamed. It took at least an hour to get to Longzhai from here, and it was already eleven o'clock when he arrived. Would this be more impolite than visiting... at night?

But Long Qingtian didn't mention this matter in a book of scriptures, and Mo Jiu didn't mention it either.

The two of them came directly to the old house of the Long family.

Mr. Long was sitting on the sofa, and Long Qingtian went in first. Seeing Long Qingtian, Mr. Long immediately put down the newspaper in his hand, "Where are the little ones? Where did they go? Ah? What did you do yesterday? When did you take the little one away?" Their mother married in?"

As soon as Mr. Long finished his questioning, he saw Mo Jiu standing awkwardly at the door.

Mr. Long immediately stopped his words, and immediately slapped Long Qingtian's old face, "Who asked you to come?"

After all, Mo Jiu's father was the murderer of Long Gangqing, so it is impossible for the old man not to complain to Mo Jiu at all.

Although I forgave her yesterday, but when we met, the old man habitually scolded her.

Mo Jiu looked at Long Qingtian and felt that sweat was streaming down his forehead.

Nima, the majesty of the country's leaders is not false!

Mo Jiu squeezed out a smile and shouted: "Grandpa..."

"Hmph, who is your grandfather!" The old man threw the newspaper on the table, feeling awkward.

Mo Jiu was even more embarrassed.

She didn't have the thick-skinned appearance of Long Qingtian, who dared to enter the room under Les' glaring gaze.

So Mo Jiu stood at the door.

Seeing Mr. Long's appearance, Long Qingtian immediately walked up to Mo Jiu and put his arms around her shoulders, "You wait outside now."

Mo Jiu nodded, and Long Qingtian walked into the living room.

The living room of the old Long family house is very big, the old man is sitting on the sofa in the innermost part of the living room, the two of them are talking with their heads down, Mo Jiu really can't hear clearly.

Long Qingtian stood in front of the old man, "What's wrong with you?"

The old man was displeased, "What's the matter? I just said to forgive her yesterday, and you led her in today. Look at your eagerness! Hmph, you're so shameless!"

Long Qingtian was unmoved, his expression remained the same, "Mo Xiaobao and Mao Mao said that they miss you very much."

Mr. Long drooped his eyelids, but when he heard this, his ears immediately perked up.

Hearing this, he snorted again, "Those two little heartless, why don't you think I'll come back with you? They're from the Long family!"