Master Mo's beloved wife

"Mo QingHan, you believe me, Tong Weiwei didn't have a good heart!" Qin Xiaolou said anxiously, "you didn't see her face clearly."

"Enough." Mo light cold suddenly interrupted her words, "Qin Xiaolou, Tong Weiwei is what kind of person, I know better than you, don't need you to remind."

Qin Xiaolou was stunned. His hand holding the knife and fork was suddenly tightened, and the cold and sharp touch stabbed into the meat.

"Then why did you ask me to come?" She asked.

"Qin Xiaolou, you said it. Anyway, you are on my side. Why don't you like it?" His lips curled in derision.

Yes, she said.

Qin Xiaolou sat on the table in silence. Just now, the joy of her eyes dissipated in an instant, and the heavy mist covered her beautiful eyes.

"Well, the wine is good today." Mo QingHan enjoyed the dinner slowly.

Qin Xiaolou looked at the glass on the table, took it and drank it. The pungent taste diffused from the mouth all the way to the bottom of the stomach, and then penetrated into the bottom of the heart.

Mo light cold eyes complex looking at the people in front of him, "this wine, you don't drink like this."

"I can drink as much as I like. Do you even care about this

Qin Xiaolou's eyes fell on him with anger, and it would burn at any time.

Ink light cold lips slightly up, raised his hand in the cup, made a toast action.

She is so unyielding character, pick up the wine on the table is a full cup.

Mo QingHan sipped the wine in her hand and saw her drink after drink, frowning slightly.

"It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

Qin Xiaolou blushed, gave a burp without any image, and looked at Mo QingHan with wide eyes, which finally reflected the meaning of his words.

"You say it's a pity that I drink?"

She clapped the table excitedly and looked at Mo QingHan angrily.

The ink on the other side is cool and calm. He is enjoying the wine in his hand, and his face is calm.

Qin Xiaolou seems to be annoyed by his appearance. He grabs the bottle and looks at him with pride

"You say I waste wine? Good. I'll show you today! "

Voice down, she picked up the bottle, head up boldly to the mouth.

A little bit of wine leaked from her lips and slipped from her slender neck, leaving a trace.

The ink on the opposite side was light and cold, and his black eyes reflected Qin Xiaolou's figure, graceful and slender, which was moving.

All of a sudden, he hooked his lips, put down his wine glass, and his eyes were full of fun.

Around the waiter's eyes, I do not know when quietly looked at Qin Xiaolou, showing a different color.

The bottle in Qin Xiaolou's hand soon came to the bottom. She shook the empty bottle and patted it heavily on the table.

A waiter comes forward with dishes. Qin Xiaolou suddenly grabs his hand.

"Miss!"

The waiter didn't know, so his eyes showed some hesitation.

"Bring up your good wine!" Qin Xiaolou was dazzled by his eyes and called out boldly.

The waiter hesitated a little, but Qin Xiaolou suddenly rushed up.

"Miss, you are mistaken!" The waiter pleaded hastily.

Qin Xiaolou went forward one by one. He lost his stability and went straight to the arms of the waiter.

With a slightly surprised look at the waiter, she raised a brilliant smile at the corner of her mouth and then lost consciousness.

Mo light cold eyes color, gently sighed, suddenly got up, a will have drunk Qin Xiaolou into his arms.

"Enough of that?" He said.

People around lowered their heads and stopped looking at Qin Xiaolou. For a moment, it was quiet in the room, like a needle falling down.

"I want to drink more!" Qin Xiaolou pours into Mo QingHan's arms, fluttering.

Mo light cold did not connive at her, a hand picked her up, put on the shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Qin Xiaolou wriggled uneasily.

"Move again! Don't blame me for being rude. "

Ink light cold vicious threat, low alcohol voice hidden a trace of dumb taste.

Qin Xiaolou is now half drunk. If you don't let me move, I'm going to move. His body is more and more struggling.

The original white face also became purplish red, stained with a thin layer of sweat, even more blowing can break.

Ink light cold deep eyes color, black and white eyes even exuded a little evil four, to his facial features increased a trace of unspeakable charm.

"Pa!"

His slender big palm suddenly moved up along her beautiful leg, accurately found her hips, and then heavily photographed.

A simple action, he unexpectedly made a handsome feeling.

If you change a person, it may be regarded as a sex wolf.

Qin Xiaolou frowned bitterly.

"I'll be rude if I move any more!" He didn't care whether she understood or not. He whispered coldly in her ear.

Qin Xiaolou, who was still drunk, suddenly quieted down and stayed obediently on his shoulder.

Mo QingHan stirred up a smile with satisfaction and went out.

The night wind was still, coming from a distance.

Two people's bodies tightly want to stick, the hot temperature through her skin bit by bit into his heart.

He can't help but tighten his wrist and squeeze people more tightly into his arms, as if to squeeze her into his own blood.

Qin Xiaolou on his shoulder is not so comfortable. Her stomach is just on his shoulder. Every step of the way, bursts of desire like her.

Mo light cold will be put down, ready to put into the car, did not expect Qin Xiaolou but suddenly tightly covered his mouth.

"What are you going to do?" Ink light cold heart alarm.

Qin Xiaolou's black and white eyes at this time infected with a layer of confusion, she rushed to the ink light cold showed a silly smile, suddenly bent down.

"Qin Xiaolou! If you vomit, I'll... "

There was a sound of vomiting in the silent night sky.

Mo QingHan looked at the suspicious stains on his white shirt, and his face turned black to the bottom of the pot

"Qin Xiaolou, I think you are more and more daring!"

Qin Xiaolou wiped his mouth and suddenly had a meal.

"Qin Xiaolou, if you dare!"

Mo light cold voice did not fall, suddenly saw Qin Xiaolou tightly covered his mouth, he quickly stepped back.

"Hey, hey, I swallowed it!" Qin Xiaolou smiles at Mo QingHan.

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Mo QingHan frowned in disgust, but he still picked up the drunk Qin Xiaolou and threw it into the car.

"Next time if I let you drink again, I'll give you my last name!"

His mouth spits out the children's general air blocking murmur, think of the bottle of valuable red wine, his heart can't help showing the look of flesh pain.

The bottom of her eyes was shining brightly on her innocent sleeping face, and her eyes showed a kind of softness that she didn't realize.