The Evil King's Pampering Wife: The Unscrupulous Miss

Chapter 380 A Gentle Accident 4
Su Anran swallowed hard, jumped up immediately, put her two paws on Mo Qingchen's chest, and stopped her: "No, no, no! No need! Really no need! Me, me! I don't mind! Do the math!"

"Really?" Mo Qingchen looked at Su Anran with those evil eyes to confirm.

"En!" Su Anran nodded sincerely and vigorously.

Mo Qingchen raised his eyebrows, and said regretfully: "That's a pity, as a husband, there is still no room for display. Is the cat's refusal like this not enough for my husband's charm?"

Su Anran immediately shook her head, her eyes were extremely firm and said: "No! Your charm is enough, really!"

Mo Qingchen paused for a moment, put on the loose robe, and said to Su Anran: "The cat hasten to eat, it's getting cold."

"Oh." Su Anran felt dazed. Is this evildoer going to make such a fuss?I have to take it off for a while, and I don’t take it off for a while, which makes me very nervous.

The more Su Anran thought about it afterwards, the more something went wrong. Did she fall into the pit again?Vaguely remember the same trick last time?Su Anran couldn't figure it out, why was she foolishly fooled every time?This matter should be my grievance!Why did Mao himself want to coax that evildoer?
Su Anran's small eyes turned towards the place where Mo Qingchen was. Mo Qingchen seemed to feel Su Anran's hot eyes, and turned his head to blink at Su Anran with those innocent eyes, and then smiled evilly. , Su Anran knew that she had fallen into it, and lay down on the table deeply regretting her stupid behavior just now.

God knows, Mo Qingchen can be described as "well-intentioned"!

Flowers covered the entire open space. Su Anran was sitting in the sea of ​​flowers bored, enjoying this wonderful moment. She wanted to go out but couldn't find an exit. When she asked Mo Qingchen, she only replied that she needed to rest for a while. Fan, helpless, Su Anran lay in this sea of ​​flowers all day long.

"Where is this?" Su Anran lay on Mo Qingchen's lap with her eyes slightly closed.

Mo Qingchen's big hand stroked Su Anran's hair that was tousled by the wind, "The world in the space." The voice was full of magnetism, and Su Anran couldn't help but sink into it.

After a pause, Mo Qingchen continued: "All things are maintained by spiritual power, but first of all, there must be a space created by oneself. These things are too complicated for the cat. When the cat reaches the spiritual power Situation, for the husband to personally guide."

Su Anran nodded half understanding.

Su Anran sat up, turned her head and looked at Mo Qingchen with a pitiful expression, "I'm already healed, and I'm in great spirits! The food tastes good! Can you let me go out."

Mo Qingchen stretched out his hand and gently scratched the tip of Su Anran's nose with his slender index finger, and said in a doting tone: "You can go out tomorrow, your mental strength has not fully recovered, and my husband is afraid that the cat will do something to hurt me again." You have to know that if you use too much mental power, you will damage your cultivation, so you don’t feel at ease as a husband.”

Every sentence sticks to Su Anran's heart. Su Anran has only experienced it in her current father and friends, but now she has mixed feelings in her heart. Anran knows that this is liking. There must be practical actions, and Mo Qingchen did it, so it is impossible for Su Anran not to be moved.

Su Anran blushed, suddenly felt a sense of soreness, and threw herself into Mo Qingchen's broad arms, pressing her delicate face against Mo Qingchen's chest,

(End of this chapter)