The queen's wife hunts dragons

Chapter 591 Ming Bei Ya, Are You Three Years Old
Mo Shisheng's face was slightly embarrassing, and his little face blushed a little. He tried to withdraw his hand, but found that his wrist was tightly grasped by the man.

"you……"

"You're burned, I'll heal you."

There was a faint smile on Ming Beiya's flirtatious face, which was evil and seductive, and the girl's slender fingers were contained in her thin crimson lips. When she spoke, her voice was deep and hoarse, which was particularly seductive.

"I can..."

Mo Shisheng didn't know why, when he met the man's focused gaze, his brain seemed unable to turn around.

He even stuttered when speaking.

This look fell on the bottom of the man's eyes, and in exchange for the man's more doting gaze, he couldn't help but raised his hand and gently touched the girl's head.

"..."

Mo Shisheng was stunned for a moment, and when the man let go of her finger, she quickly retracted it, and it really didn't hurt anymore.

But Mo Shisheng felt a little embarrassed when he touched the wetness from the corner of his eyes, and stretched out his hand to rub against the man's shirt, with a disgusted expression on his face, "It's all saliva."

Hearing this, Ming Beiya frowned slightly, and the hand resting on the girl's head slid down, and fell on her chin along the fair little face.

A hand gently clasped her chin, "Dislike?"

"nonsense."

Mo Shisheng rolled his eyes lightly at Ming Beiya, and bent over to get the bowl of soup, but in the next second, his chin was tightly held by the man, and then he kissed deeply.

His tongue drove straight in, absorbing the sweetness in her mouth.

After the kiss was over, Mo Shisheng's body seemed to soften into a pool of spring water, and he leaned gently in the man's arms.

A faint smile flashed across Ming Beiya's eyes, and he easily hugged the girl's slender body into his arms, covered her with the quilt, and took the bowl of soup with the other hand.

Tasting slowly with a spoon, the movements are elegant and pleasing to the eye.

Seeing the man eating by himself, Mo Shisheng leaned in his arms, playing with the man's black hair with his small hands boredly.

"Mingqian Cheng's mother was killed by Shi Youmi?"

Mo Shisheng suddenly asked, and made Ming Beiya to drink the soup. He slightly narrowed his eyes, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"Of course there is a reason."

Mo Shisheng thought of Li Ji's little face that was full of tears crying in front of her, so he couldn't help but sighed again, "Mingqian Cheng has not had a good relationship with you since he was a child?"

"..."

The question of seeing the girl has always surrounded Ming Qiancheng, and the man beside him turned gloomy and never knew about it.

Ming Beiya's beautiful face was so dark that it seemed to be smeared with ink. He reached out and clasped the girl's chin, turning her face to face him, "What do you want to ask?"

"..."

Mo Shisheng's lips were still burning hot, and she didn't need to look in the mirror to know that her lips must be slightly red and swollen.

She met the man's black eyes, "Didn't I already ask?"

"But I don't want to answer."

Ming Beiya pursed his lips lightly, with a look of displeasure in his eyes, and the words he said were full of anger.

"..."

After hearing what the man said, the corners of Mo Shisheng's lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but raised his hand to touch Ming Beiya's forehead, "Is your brain also poisoned?"

"..."

The girl's actions made the man even more upset, her black eyes seemed to be an abyss, as black as ink that could not be dispersed.

"You weren't so naive before, Ming Bei Ya, are you three years old?"

Mo Shisheng rolled his eyes at Ming Beiya angrily, "I'm asking you these things because of Li Ji."

(End of this chapter)