Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 482 Clenching the Little Fen Fist, I Really Want to Hit Him
No, I made a mistake.

It's not blood, it's urine.

Spray piss all over his face, and by the way mess with the [-]th generation of his ancestors!

Qin Yu's brain circuit can't keep up, what's wrong with the young master, he cherishes words like gold on weekdays, and doesn't bother to look at them, but now he talks so much nonsense to this new little maid.

Young master, are you finding something funny?

Qin Yu picked up the phone and walked to Carl's side, interrupting him, saying, "Master, it's Young Master Mo's call."

Carl rolled his eyes at Chang Qing, who was sullen and drooping, and said to Qin Yu: "Send her back to the maid's dormitory. Also, I'm looking for a private teacher from senior high school to give her extra lessons. Any of my Carl's maids didn't graduate from a prestigious school. , as far as her level is concerned, I'm ashamed. Let's go down!"

Chang Qing... hurry up!

Meat can be skipped, rice can be said to be delicious, it doesn't matter.

However, Nani thinks that she has low education and lack of culture, so she wants to find a private teacher for her?

This, she can't stand it.

Chang Qing clenched her small pink fist, wishing to smash Carl's nose bone with one punch, and at the same time use a knife to cut off his penis, making him inhumane from now on.

Carl seemed to be able to read minds, and he could see through Chang Qing's mind at a glance, and said, "Resistance is futile, or if you want to turn the world upside down and go to jail, I don't mind."

Chang Qing's chubby little body trembled three times. She shrank her neck like a weak chicken and said with a smile on her face, "It's all up to the master. Chang Qing has no objection."

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Wancheng, Mo's mansion, study.

Mo Linfeng stood by the window, and he lightly cast his eyes at the blackened phone screen.

It was the first time in the ten years he had known Carl that Carl had rejected his call.

Ten seconds later, Carl called.

He was the first to speak, and judging from his brisk voice, he was probably in a good mood.

He said: "Linfeng, what do you want from me?"

Mo Linfeng glanced at the man downstairs who was walking towards him, and said: "Liu Nian said, if you want to cooperate with him, go find him yourself, I am useless as a lobbyist."

Karl smiled sarcastically, and said: "He robbed the woman, and he wanted to monopolize the jewelry business. How can there be such a domineering bandit like him? After all, I am his cousin. He is so cheeky, and let me Go see him?"

With a low voice, Mo Linfeng smiled and said, "Are you going to get out or not?"

Cal Yun smiled lightly and said, "Don't get out!" If he wanted to get out, he was the one who came to see him, and this generation can't be messed up.

Mo Linfeng raised his eyebrows, and said, "For a woman, are you fighting him?"

Karl scoffed coldly, and said: "It's not just on the bar. This kid raped me yesterday and asked someone to give me aphrodisiacs. Fortunately, my mother was born into a family of medicinal herbs. I have been fascinated by it since I was a child, otherwise I would really lose my virginity."

Mo Linfeng... this bandit Ji Baozi, he almost fell for this kind of indiscriminate move not long ago.

He smiled sarcastically: "Then congratulations, you have saved the evening festival!"

Carl... His face darkened.

The two words of evening festival came to light. One was to laugh at him for being old, and the other was to laugh at him for being so old and still a virgin. Mo Linfeng, a bastard, had turned bad.

He said to Mo Linfeng: "Tell Bandit Ji that you don't want old photos of his women flying all over the sky, so let him come and see me!"

Mo Linfeng... just wanted to ask about old photos, but hung up the phone without hesitation.

Thirty seconds later, Si Kui led Ji Liunian to his study.

Mo Linfeng glanced at him evilly, and said with a low smile, "Your shot lasted a long time. It was dark for a long time before you ended. Sure enough, your kidneys are not bad."

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