Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 434 The Pit Depth 091 Meters Unexpected Accidental Spanking (7)
Mo Jiu sniffed, and in the familiar fragrance, his head was floating like a cloud. After finally regaining his wisdom, he asked him with a serious face: "Xiao Liulang, I also want to go to the Mohist conference."

"No." Without even thinking about it, he refused.

Although he knew that this was the result, Mo Jiu was still a little unhappy.Before, I thought he was handsome and compelling, but at this moment, I immediately felt that this guy was terribly annoying.Sure enough, the opinion of a person determines the appearance of a person.She really wanted to force him to submit by more extreme tactics such as suicide, but after thinking about it, it was too clumsy, so she held back her breath, sat dignifiedly and elegantly, smiled lightly, and thought of a more tasteful The way, "Can't I give you benefits?"

Xiao Qian raised his eyebrows, as if he was worried about her character, "What's the benefit?"

Mo Jiu pursed his lips happily and winked, "Of course it's something you lack."

Xiao Qian's cool face sank slightly, "I don't lack anything."

"That's not necessarily the case." Mo Jiu stood up with a smile, walked in front of him, glanced at his spotless robes, frowned, raised her head and lightly brushed his shoulders, and said softly, "For development Liu Lang's persistent masculinity, to end your lonely virgin life, to exercise your strong body and endurance, I consider sacrificing, as long as Liu Lang agrees to take me to the Mohist meeting, I will condescend to sleep with you once? How about it?"

So at noon on the fourth day, Mo Jiu was kicked out of the privy envoy's mansion, and he only drank half a pot of tea.

If she remembered correctly, Xiao Liulang immediately grabbed her waist, and slapped her butt hard with such force that he wished he could strangle her to death.

Nima has lived for dozens of years in her two lifetimes, and was spanked by a man, and she didn't have the nerve to say it when she returned to Yiran.

But thinking about how Xiao Liulang was so angry, she couldn't help lying on the bed and laughing so hard that everyone in Yiranju didn't know what happened to her.

But after a hearty laugh, she sat alone in front of the dressing table, looking at the red-faced girl in the mirror, pitiful for such a good eyebrow, but her skin was so red, she couldn't help feeling depressed, "Xiao Liulang! Xiao Liulang! I hate you!"

She really wanted to draw a circle and curse him, but it was useless to curse him. She still drank the bitter medicine Xiao Liulang gave her for regulating menstruation, then rubbed her face in front of the mirror dozens of times, bit her teeth, and finally got pain from her neck. He took out the jade wrench finger from his pocket.

When I saw Dong Ji, she was fully armed, not even showing any skin, and she was three feet away from him, so she should be fine, right?

Could it be that a drunk beauty can still affect her from a distance?She also bumped into men on the street, isn't it all right?
Thinking bitterly, she slowly embarked on the road to Chrysanthemum Terrace.

When we arrived at Chrysanthemum Terrace, it was rainy and gloomy, and Dongji was not there.

When the housekeeper Zhou Mingyuan saw her, he looked at the wrench again, warmly welcomed her in, and prepared a table of delicacies to feed her.But tomorrow is the Mohist meeting, the time is imminent, Mo Jiu is a little absent-minded, and the food is not made by Dong Ji himself, it is still missing those flavors, and she has no appetite.

"Girl, is it not to your taste?" Zhou Mingyuan was very good at observing her words and expressions, and looked at her appearance, and said cautiously: "If not, the slave will have someone do it again?"

Mo Jiu is not used to the people around her calling themselves "slaves". She comes from a modern society, and she has the idea that everyone is equal, and she feels that it is already uncomfortable for him to wait by her side like this, so why would she bother others to make another table?She looked at Zhou Mingyuan and smiled slightly, "It's not because of the food, it's because I was too full before I came here, so I'm not hungry yet. Uncle Zhou, when will the young master come?"

(End of this chapter)