Chapter Twelve Molesting the Beautiful Boy
That's okay, after you dress up, will you let me live?
In order not to poison his eyes again, Xiao Mo got excited, struggled to get up, leaned on the bed, rolled his eyes, and suddenly started to sneeze while covering his nose.
"Master Wife, what's wrong with you?" Sure enough, as soon as he heard Xiao Mo sneezing, Nangong put down the comb in his hand and ran to Xiao Mo anxiously, asking with concern on his face.
"Yu'er, please don't use powder to dress up, okay? I really can't stand the smell. Besides, our Yu'er is very beautiful even without powder." Hugging Nangong's limp body, Xiao Mo took the opportunity to kiss the little sheep's body.
Wiping body oil.
"Really? Well, I don't really like dressing up anyway." Men want to please their appearance, and since everyone doesn't like it, forget it.
Hee hee, that's great. You don't have to look at that shemale face with the corner of your mouth twitching, that's better than anything else.
Although he lied to Nangong, it was a white lie.
The plain-faced Yu'er still looks good, I'll never get tired of looking at it.
"My wife, you are annoying." Suddenly Nangong slapped Xiao Mo's hand away, turned away with a blush on his face.
It's so beautiful! Xiao Mo sighed and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch the corner of his mouth. He felt a wetness in his hand and picked it up to take a look.
All of a sudden, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he said, "Our Yu'er is really beautiful. Just looking at it, I can't help but drool."
Xiao Mo stared straight at the shy figure, thinking happily in his heart, great, Yu'er is really good, and he is really satisfied.
I have long forgotten who looked like he was dying last night. Now it's fine. The sheep has turned into a wild wolf.
"Ahem..." A small coughing sound came, waking up Xiao Mo who was staring at the husband.
Xiao Mo looked up with a confused look and saw Yu Lian looking at him with evil intentions, so he scratched his head in embarrassment.
"How come I didn't know when you came in?" Xiao Mo straightened his messy black hair and lay on the bed with a lazy look on his face.
"Miss, did you sleep well last night?" She knew that Yulian had bad intentions, but now she dared to provoke her.
Um? He looked at Yulian with an embarrassed look on his face, then looked back at Yu'er who had his back turned to him. Xiao Mo found that Yu'er's whole ears were red. As for that little face, although it was facing away from him,
Needless to say, it must be hot enough to boil eggs.
Smiling slightly, Xiao Mo changed the subject: "Yulian, I'm hungry, please pass on the breakfast quickly." In fact, Xiao Mo herself felt guilty. After all, she was a young woman with a very thin skin, so how could she be so embarrassed?
Let’s talk about that topic. (The feeling comes just like that, and I haven’t come back to it yet. This is the country of women, not modern times)
"Okay, I'll give you my orders now." Unexpectedly, the young lady was so shy, so Yulian stopped teasing Xiao Mo and went straight to prepare breakfast.
Watching the dead girl go out, Xiao Mo felt relieved, so he glanced at Nangong Yujing next to him with a pair of evil eyes.
Speaking of which, I don’t know what’s wrong with Nangong. He was obviously the kind of thick-skinned master last night (otherwise he wouldn’t have raped Xiao Mo), but now he is hiding aside in shame so early in the morning that he can’t even look at her.
Dare to take a look at yourself.
Could it be that he realized that what he did last night went too far, so he began to repent early in the morning.
Chapter completed!