Almighty Hades: Doting Concubine Yan

Chapter 882 Three Blessings (1)

A small forest outside the central city.

"Ling Xiang, are you okay?"

Wei Shaoyang pulled the squatting Mo Lingxiang up from the ground, and looked him up and down.

"I'm fine, but he's fine."

Mo Lingxiang shook his head, and cast aside the middle-aged man on the ground.

Wei Shaoyang followed Mo Lingxiang's line of sight.

The middle-aged man was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, with a black thing stuffed in his mouth, and there was a faint smell coming out.

Because his mouth was full, the middle-aged man's saliva flowed down the sides of his mouth, and there was already a small puddle of water on both sides of his head.

It looked embarrassing and disgusting.

"Woo--"

The middle-aged man looked at Mo Lingxiang like he was looking at a devil.

If it was someone else, he would have killed him long ago, but Mo Lingxiang refused to kill him.

Not only did they not kill him, but they also stuffed his mouth with stinky tofu!
That's nothing else!It's stinky tofu!God knows what he hates the most in his life is stinky tofu!
So, this is more uncomfortable than killing him!

"Yangyang, let's go, go back to eat."

Mo Lingxiang glanced at the middle-aged man, took Wei Shaoyang's hand, and the two strode away.

Only the middle-aged man was left lying helplessly on the ground with tears in his eyes.

It's not that he doesn't want to move or spit out the things in his mouth, but that he can't move at all!
Youxuanqing's speed is naturally not as fast as Wei Shaoyang, so it took a long time for Youxuanqing to find this grove and see the middle-aged man on the ground.

When the middle-aged man saw You Xuanqing's figure, it was as if he saw a life-saving straw.

"Woo--"

"waste!"

Youxuan's feelings were put on the middle-aged man angrily.

The eyes are sinister and terrifying.

But at this moment, Mo Lingxiang, who rushed back to the restaurant with Wei Shaoyang, was in a good mood looking at a table of dishes that had hardly been touched, and sat down on the seat that Wei Shaoyang had taken before.

"Yangyang, you haven't eaten."

Mo Lingxiang looked at Wei Shaoyang with a wide smile.

"Um"

Wei Shaoyang hummed lightly, and sat down opposite Mo Lingxiang.

"Eat, the dishes will be bright in a while."

A faint light flashed quickly in the bottom of Tail Spoon's sunny eyes, and then he put a pair of clean chopsticks in front of Mo Lingxiang.

Mo Lingxiang didn't pay attention to the strange color in Tail Spoon's Yang eyes at all, he took the chopsticks and started eating.

Nodding while eating.

"It's delicious, you can eat it too, Yangyang."

Putting the vegetables into Wei Shaoyang's bowl, Mo Lingxiang continued to eat with his head buried.

When Mo Lingxiang was full, it was already a quarter of an hour later.

"Well, I'm so full."

Mo Lingxiang patted his round belly and sighed in satisfaction.

"I am full?"

The corners of Wei Shaoyang's mouth curled up evilly, his Mo pupils were half-closed, and he stared dangerously at Mo Lingxiang in front of him.

Mo Lingxiang, who had just eaten and drank enough, would think so much.

"I am full."

Nod obediently.

"Well, it's my turn to eat."

Wei Shaoyang's voice was not as gentle as usual, but deep and deep, with an undisguised magnetism.

"Aren't you full yet? Then eat."

"Ah."

After finishing speaking, Wei Shaoyang moved and appeared next to Mo Lingxiang in the next moment.

Before Mo Lingxiang could react, he jumped out of the window with him.

Then, in a flash, two people appeared in a room.

There is nothing lacking in the room, the most conspicuous thing is the big nanmu bed that cannot be bigger.

Before Mo Lingxiang could think about it, he was already pressed on the nanmu bed.

(End of this chapter)