He is still angry, how could he let her succeed so easily.

But damn it, when did she become so strong? He couldn't even fight back against her.

Gradually, I became even more lost in Xiao Mo's superb kissing skills.

When Xiao Mo stopped and lowered his head to look at the delicate person in his arms, he found that the little beauty Mingyue had a blushing face and a small mouth breathing slightly, which was really tempting.

If it weren't for the fact that it was getting late, she really wanted to fight Mingyue for another 300 rounds.

Mingyue lay softly in Xiao Mo's arms, pouted, and said softly: "Little Momo, I am really yours now, how are you going to arrange for me?"

In fact, he was a little scared. She cared so much about Mistress Nangong, and he was afraid that he would end up miserable in the end.

That would really cost your body and soul, and you would not know how to live anymore.

At this point, Xiao Mo was also stunned, but she immediately stood firm.

"Don't worry, I'll go talk to Nangong." Although he said that, Xiao Mo's heart became very heavy at this time.

Tell me, this is such an easy thing to say. If you say it, you will slap yourself in the face, but if you don't say it, you will let Ming Yue down.

How could they be together for the rest of their lives? Oh my god, how could she do such a stupid thing at that time.

Obediently helping Xiao Mo put on his clothes, Mingyue is a typical young man from a good family.

In the main room, Nangong looked out the window blankly, his eyes were dull and his clothes were very thin.

Yesterday, he heard that Xiao Mo actually carried Mingyue into the west wing, so he kept waiting and waiting until dawn, but she was still nowhere to be seen.

There was a bitter taste in the corner of his mouth, and he really wanted to cry, but he still tried his best to hold it back.

Xiao Mo's sweet words were still in his ears, but he knew that there would be many nights like this in his future life.

He is alone in the solitude of this room, waiting for dawn, while the woman he loves deeply is in the arms of other men.

He should have died a long time ago. It is normal for a woman to have three husbands and four attendants, let alone a wealthy family like the Qian Mansion.

"Honey, I'm back." From a distance, Xiao Mo saw the lonely figure in the main room. His heart ached, and he quietly stepped forward and hugged her tightly.

Feeling the stiffness of the person in his arms, Xiao Mo firmly turned Nangong's face and asked him to face her face and look into her eyes.

And Nangong's sad eyes made Xiao Mo sure that he must know what happened last night. It's no wonder that in such a big place, there are not enough secrets to spread.

Anyway, death is inevitable. Xiao Mo lowered his head and raised his head and said, "Ming Yue is already mine. I hope... you can get along well in the future. Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!