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Jiang Lang also added: "I have very good, did not make oneself faint."

Mo Zhu didn't answer him. Jiang languo was a little aggrieved. He pulled Mo Zhu's clothes and said, "why don't you speak?"

"I can't swear to you that I won't do it again. I can't do it. It's... "

Said, he also arrogant Jiao, "in short, I can't do it. Even if I promise verbally, I will probably do something contrary to my promise. You can do it as you see fit. "

"But if you are angry, don't do it..." Jiang Lang looks at the bamboo carefully. He is really flustered, the man is angry, not afraid, really not afraid. It's a flustered man who is in a bad mood after getting angry.

The most qualified man is not to let his daughter-in-law sulk. The daughter-in-law, however, is favored.

"Tell me about it later." Ink bamboo face reveals a little helpless. He is mainly afraid that Jiang languo will not control himself. If he injures himself, what should he do.

At this time, Jiang languo suddenly laughed. He held his cheek and looked at the black bamboo. "Bamboo, do you think you are there, watching me play, can I still stop?"

Mo Zhu's nose wrinkled and her eyebrows locked, as if thinking about what to do.

Thinking that he was almost asked by the young master yesterday and that the black bamboo ear tip was red, he realized that his thoughts would also deviate and go to the places he should not have thought about.

"I I'll wash it first. " Mo Zhu pondered for a long time, so a sentence.

The young master's voice was loud, and his laughter came from the room.

Ink bamboo listen, but also with shame and joy.

Originally, you can give the clothes to other servants who do it specially. Mo Zhu thought that it was left by the young master. How could others touch it. He sat in the laundry yard, rubbing the list in his hand.

Knead and knead, the basin of water, ah, all burned his hands, his face, his heart.

When I went back to the house again, I heard the young master talking with the man in charge of the shop. Mo Zhu only heard the sound of words, and immediately backed out. Not far away, we could not hear the conversation, but we could see the moving place in front of the young master's house.

It seems that we have talked for a long time, but it seems that it is not long before we can see the young master. Mo Zhu sat down along the pillars of the corridor. Then slowly, head a tilt, leaning against the pillar on the sleep.

In fact, he didn't have a good time last night. In his dream, he followed up with the young master. Just, he doesn't understand, so the follow-up is very hazy, scratching people's hearts.

Suddenly some itch on the face, ink bamboo eyelid micro motion, scratch scratch and continue to sleep.

His head was tilted to the other side, and his nerves suddenly stretched. He remembered that there was an open space beside the pillar. He felt that he would fall. He immediately opened his eyes and waited for the pain.

It fell on the man's hand.

Mo Zhu Mou son raises slightly, what see is to him the young master that raises radian to his mouth corner. Ink bamboo Leng Leng Leng, care about only: "young master, you talk about it?"

So, can I stay with you.

Unexpectedly, the man picked up the bamboo. Mo Zhu clings to his shoulder, scared, "young master, let me down quickly."

"I can still do it for such a short distance. Don't move about. You have to be responsible for Mo Zhu. "

Ginger languor slightly bow his head, the lip is close to the ear bone of black bamboo. After that, he nibbled at the red ear tip of Mo Zhu.

Mo Zhu clenched his lower lip tightly and lowered his head. The heart was pounding, and it was hard for her to restrain herself.

When the young master put him on the couch, Mo Zhu raised his head and kissed Jiang languo's face. The way a few words: "Mo Zhu's courtesy still exchanges."