Rebirth of the scorching ink

Chapter 74

At this moment, Mr. Zhuo looked at Gu Liumo more pleasingly than Zhuo Zhuo, and snorted at Zhuo Zhuo.

"Any comments?"

Can he say no?
Excellence sighed inwardly.

Father!If you knew that it was you who packed up your precious granddaughter and sent it to someone else, would you spit out a big mouthful of blood from internal injuries!

Staring at the backs of Su Ziran and Gu Liumo going upstairs one after the other, Zhuo Zhuo's eyes scanned his back like scanning radar.

It's so good!
How did such a decent person like Lao Gu raise such a fine son?

Gene mutation?

no!If such a person became his son-in-law, wouldn't every family gathering become a confrontation between father-in-law and father-in-law?
no!Never!
Most importantly, his Jiao Didi's daughter will definitely be eaten to death!

no!Absolutely not!
At this time, Gu Liumo never expected that because he couldn't help himself for a while, he would offend his future father-in-law, thus classifying him as a "category of refusal to do business".

His heart and eyes are full of the person who misses him day and night not far away.

Through the slightly open door, his girl was holding Xiao Yi'er's white and tender hand, teaching him to write stroke by stroke.

Unlike the fiery red in that photo, the indoor temperature is relatively high. She was wearing a plain cotton dress, which looked gentle and peaceful.

Especially when bending over and patiently explaining the truth to Xiao Yi'er, her soft curves are exquisite and attractive.

"Don't look, just go in!"

As a person who has experienced Su Ziran, it is not difficult to detect his thoughts just from the way he looks at his daughter.

She doesn't make many detours, she just wants to think about her daughter's happiness, as long as her daughter likes her, she is willing to give her a push.

And the way to judge whether your daughter likes it is super simple.

When the door was pushed open, the daughter looked over inadvertently, and when she saw Gu Liumo behind her, she was completely stunned.

The brush in his hand then fell and fell on the rice paper, blurring a large swath of ink.

She didn't care at all, just staring at the person in front of her without daring to blink, as if she was afraid of disappearing in the next second.

How much do you like those eyes to like the intense fear, fear is just a phantom?
The daughter has already confessed everything without words, Su Ziran smiled knowingly, hugged Xiao Yier who was stunned like a light bulb, and said to Hua Zhuo.

"This is Brother Mo from your Uncle Gu's family. You two have a small age difference. Let's get together and have a chat."

Brother Mo from Uncle Gu's family?

This name is really roundabout.

It's just that the current Hua Zhuo doesn't care whether he is going around or not?

All her heart and eyes were on the tall, handsome and handsome man in front of her.

There was a "hmm" without a brain, only the instinct of the body dominated, and he knew to send Su Ziran out.

As the sound of Su Ziran's footsteps going downstairs got farther and farther away, for some reason, Hua Zhuo's heartbeat became stronger little by little.

Her chaotic head seemed to understand what was going on now, and it seemed to be even more confused.

She held the doorknob and closed it slowly, and the time seemed to stand still for so long.

Just as he was about to make sure if he was real and if he was still there, he was overwhelmed by the raging scorching breath as soon as he turned around.

Gu Liumo wrapped her strong arms around her waist, pressed her against the door panel, kissed her deeply at the angle where she raised her head in surprise, and sucked her tender lips in her mouth.

As if to vent his endless longing, before Hua Zhuo could react, he had already penetrated from the crack of his lips, pried open her white teeth, and eagerly licked every inch of her mouth full of fragrance.

He kissed so deeply that he touched the root of his tongue and licked his throat.

The back is against the solid door panel, and the whole person is hugged tightly in his arms to give everything he needs, and every part of the body is snuggled up to him, in the most ambiguous and inseparable posture.The mouth is filled with his clear and fiery contradictory breath, such a strange feeling that he has never experienced before makes Hua Zhuo feel palpitations for no reason.

She couldn't help but tilt her head, trying to avoid the kiss that she couldn't even breathe.

The girl who has been thinking about it for more than half a month is now soft in her arms, with a sweet little mouth like a cherry in her mouth, how could Gu Liumo let go?

Sensing her intention, Gu Liumo raised her small jade chin to kiss, lick, lick and bite.

"Um……."

The moist feeling of biting, not kissing, not kissing, was numb and numb like an electric shock, causing Hua Zhuo to tremble slightly, and pushed his chest in confusion.

Gu Liumo didn't let go until the little girl's humming became louder and her eyes were clouded with a layer of mist, and if she continued, she might cry anxiously.

Through the incandescent light above her head, a layer of water on her pointed chin was faintly clear, extremely ambiguous.

This seductive scene made the heat in his eyes rise surprisingly. For the first time, an expression similar to "longing" appeared on that calm and handsome face. Clusters of flames danced.

The blush on Hua Zhuo's face hadn't dissipated yet, when he raised his head, he met such a pair of black eyes, the temperature contained in them almost burned with her.

"Did you miss me?"

he asks.

The deep questioning voice was like a velvet feather, gently stirring her heart.

Hua Zhuo has always been stupid and has no resistance to the tenderness of the Great God.

Nodding without any thought, he hummed softly.

"think……."

Gu Liumo pinched her round little nose, quite dissatisfied with this answer.

This simple word - think, how can it sum up so many days of deep thoughts?

He lowered his head to grab her lower lip, bit her lightly, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Little thing with no conscience!"

She was bitten by him unexpectedly, and even scolded herself for being heartless, Hua Xiaoni didn't want such a disadvantage.

"what the hell……."

Although the voice of retort was weak in the eyes of the great god who was full of power and irresistible.

Gu Liumo automatically ignored her appeal, and stretched out his thumb to caress the shallow mark on her lips.

"Is not it?"

He slowly bowed his head until the two of them were close to their foreheads and their eyebrows touched.His tall nose pointed at the tip of her nose, his eyes focused and gentle.

"You're just thinking about it, but I'm thinking about it terribly..."

You are just "thinking", but I am thinking terribly...

God misses her...

I want to die...

Hua Zhuo couldn't accept this kind of cognition all of a sudden, he opened his eyes stupidly, and didn't blink anymore, and stared at him in a daze, his exquisite little face was a little unbelievable.

After a while, the words that the Great God said began to penetrate from the ears to the brain.

After finally realizing what he meant, Little Sweet rushed to her heart all at once, flooding and reuniting into a huge jar of honey, and she was soaking in the full jar, bubbling sweetly.

Reliantly stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his broad back, Hua Zhuo couldn't help but rubbed against his shoulders, then rubbed again, and said softly and coquettishly.

"I really want it too... I really want it..."

Her whole body is unbelievably soft, her skin is as white as snow, and when she is shy, a faint pink can appear on her smooth and delicate face, and even her little earlobes are cutely pink.

Like a bunny, she lay on his body obediently, leaning on him softly and softly, and coquettishly humming, which was really endearing.

Gu Liumo, who had always been calm and restrained, was drawn into the evil fire in his heart, and countless fragmentary kisses fell on her face between the eyebrows, teasing her with slightly chaotic breathing.

"What do you think of me?"

Hua Zhuo understood what he was implying, and buried his head in his arms shyly, not daring to lift it up, the beautiful cherry blossom pink on his face deepened, like a slightly drunk sunset red.

A certain person didn't allow her to hide, held her little face in his hands, and coaxed her.

"Zhaobao, what do you think? Huh?"

Maybe it is clear that there is absolutely no possibility of fooling around in this situation, maybe it has formed a long-term mentality of "only obeying the orders of the great god", or maybe it is unknowingly seduced by the masculinity of the great god.

In short, Hua Zhuo, who had no way to retreat, gave up completely, simply closed his eyes, raised his head and leaned forward to peck his lips.

Gu Liumo's black eyes were so deep that they seemed to be drowned by a whirlpool that swirled endlessly.

In the next second, he regained the initiative, wrapped her kisses tightly, poked into his small mouth and swept wildly, storming the city and looting the pool.

The hot tongue licked the tenderness of her mouth one by one, tossing and turning, sucking and lingering.

She was disturbed by him, and timidly stuck out her little tongue, trying to drive him out.Gu Liumo took a deep breath in his throat, smacked the naughty ghost and refused to let it go, he entangled and played tricks back and forth.

He vigorously absorbed her sweet body fluid, and gave her his own, so that they could enjoy each other.

In the narrow encirclement, the sound of sizzling kisses made Hua Zhuo blush, but he was reluctant to push him away, so he could only take a small mouthful of air, blushing and letting you pick it.

I don't know how long it took, the long-lost air poured in from all directions, Hua Zhuo leaned against Gu Liumo in a daze, and let him walk to the desk with his arms around him.

A thin layer of rice paper is spread on the sandalwood tabletop, and the left side of the white rice paper is full of Xiao Yier's crooked, large or small, messy "fruits".Some were like wriggling caterpillars, and some were eaten by dogs.

But children!It is always good to have this kind of heart.

The character on the right is obviously a model, with smooth lines and free and easy writing, with simplicity and grandeur in its beauty and brilliance.

Just this word - ink, how much thought did you write down?
Seeing this, the corners of Gu Liumo's lips couldn't help but rise, and he teased her in a good mood.

"Is this a love letter written by Zhuo Bao?"

As he said that, he was about to put it away and treasure it. Hua Zhuo saw that he had written a draft for Xiao Yier to follow at random, and it was seen by the Great God unexpectedly.

Hearing this, his mind instantly cleared up, and the master quickly snatched the rice paper to cover up, and immediately rolled it into a ball of waste paper.

"What are you panicking about?"

The little girl's suspicious look is really cute, Gu Liumo smiled lightly, taking time to watch her funny reactions.

Hua Zhuo threw the ball of waste paper into the trash can farthest from the desk.After confirming that a person like the Great God would never turn around and search inside, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a guilty conscience.

"I don't have..."

"come over."

The Great God had spoken, Hua Zhuo could only bite the bullet and walk back, and refused to move when he got to the front.

Gu Liumo stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms, and asked with interest.

"How many years have you practiced?"

Seriously, Hua Zhuo replied.

"Five or six years."

Nodding, Gu Liumo held her pale fingertips, played with them carefully, and brought her to his lips to kiss.

"It's well written."

"Liar!"

She thinks she has a little talent and is willing to work hard. Even now, her grandfather is full of praise for her handwriting!
But the premise of that pride - there is no great god in front of you.

After seeing his handwriting, Hua Zhuo was really a little embarrassed to show his handwriting.

"How did you lie to me?"

Gu Liumo raised his eyebrows, and explained to the little girl who was getting harder and harder to serve.

"Words are neither good nor bad.

Practicing calligraphy itself is a process of self-cultivation and self-cultivation. I can see persistence and longing, persistence and tenacity, peace and magnanimity from your calligraphy.

Isn't that good? "

(End of this chapter)