Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

"So?"

Mr. Mo buttoned his wine cup and said, "grandfather just wants to prove something. In this world, it's not a must."

Then he got up and left.

Mo insisted to speak to Cu Cu eyebrow, suddenly feel an uncontrollable dry hot feeling to rush up the whole body.

His slender fingers sank into his smoky gray hair, his thin lips slightly opened, and his breathing accelerated.

The feeling is

The man said a low curse, and his eyes fell on the wine cup that his grandfather had just handed him.

Damn, can the world find a second person like his grandfather? Just give that medicine to his own grandson!

In order to break his sentence, it's better to be late star?

Mo insisted that he untied his tie, and the whole person leaned against the back of the sofa, blocking half of Jun's face with his arm, breathing more and more quickly.

Just then, the door was opened again.

Then a small figure came in, accompanied by a faint smell of perfume.

Mo insisted and looked away coldly.

It's Bo Qiuhe!

"Insist on words..." Bo Qiuhe came in with a tray, and then put the tray on the tea table. "My grandfather invited me to come home as a guest. I heard that you haven't eaten all day, so I'll bring you some food. Eat it quickly."

Mo insisted on the whole body hot and dry, but looking at her eyes like ice cold, voice is also cold, "who approved you into my room? Get out of here

Bo Qiuhe was not hit, but got up, "the temperature in your room seems a little high?"

Then he took off his coat.

Inside is a red dress.

Bo Qiuhe sat down beside Mo Zhiyan and said, "Zhiyan, just eat something. What if you are hungry?"

Suddenly, as if she had found something, she stretched out her hand to Mo Zhiyan's forehead and said, "Why are you sweating so much? What's the pain? "

Mo insists the Mou color of the speech one Lin, backhand clasped the wrist of thin autumn lotus, "I specially let you roll out!"

Bo Qiuhe was pushed by Mo, and the whole person fell onto the carpet.

She rubbed her wrist with one hand and raised her tearful eyes. "I don't mean anything else. I just want to care about you..."

Mo insisted that he didn't talk to her anymore, and even didn't give Bo Qiuhe a look in his eyes. Instead, he stood up and strode toward the door with a slightly unsteady step.

He clutched the handle and tried it. Sure enough, he was locked from the outside.

"Insist on words..." Bo Qiuhe pasted up again, "I know you are very uncomfortable now, I accompany you to sit for a while?"

Mo insists that the evil eyes stare at Bo Qiuhe fiercely, and suddenly raises his hand to hold Bo Qiuhe's neck, pushing her all over the wall and saying, "do you want to set me up? Huh? Bo Qiuhe, do you really want to die! "

"I... I didn't..."

"Let my grandfather open the door, or I'll break your neck now!"

"Insist... I don't know anything. It's my grandfather who asked me to go upstairs and give you food." Poor Bo Qiuhe.

Mo insisted on the hand is more force, "I say again, let the old man open the door!"

Bo Qiuhe hugged Mo Zhiyan's arm, "I can... Help you."

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