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Chapter 142: My little Mingming 2

Feeling so unwelcome by the boss, Shiqing muttered "Lao Gao" at the corner of her mouth.

But Ming Qingyue suddenly felt like a bubble, just smiling without leaving his hand.

"You are my beloved concubine. Besides, haven't I seen your body a long time ago?" Ming Qingyue smiled provocatively with his eyes narrowed, his eyes blurred, and his big hand was about to move towards Shi Qing's chest.

"You pervert!" Hearing a snap in the air, Shi Qing opened Ming Qingyue's big hand with disgust in her eyes.

But immediately, another shocking roar came.

Shiqing was so excited that she stood in the barrel, having a happy couple. But Ming Qingyue was watching intently with her big eyes open.

Since Ming Qingyue came in just now and was followed by Xiao Lizi, he was guarding the door. Even if there was any noise from inside, no one was allowed in.

"My dear concubine, are you beating me?" Ming Qingyue suddenly cried with a mournful face, which made Shiqing stunned for half a second. This man was crazy. He actually squatted next to the wooden barrel where he was bathing and started crying.

Quickly reaching for the screen, she took some clothes and put them on casually. Shi Qing came out of the barrel and walked to Ming Qingyue.

"Your Majesty...are you...ok?"

At this time, Shiqing's mouth was open enough to fit several eggs.

But Ming Qingyue collapsed on the ground, like a piece of mud.

"Xue'er, Xue'er, Xue'er." He kept murmuring, and then slowly closed his eyes.

It seemed that she was drunk. Shiqing shook her head helplessly. She hated drunkards the most in her life.

"Your Majesty, I will help you up."

After saying that, Shiqing held Ming Qing Yue in her hands.

Ming Qingyue seemed to be unable to exert any strength, so he just leaned on Shi Qing. After walking a few steps, he couldn't support himself and fell down again.

After repeating this for a long time, I finally got him to bed.

Seeing a man in a dragon robe but smelling of alcohol, Shiqing reluctantly wanted to undress him.

But she didn't want to be hugged by Ming Qingyue, "Xue'er, I really like what you said that day, we are husband and wife, we are husband and wife, haha."

As he spoke, saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, we are husband and wife." His hands were restrained by him, unable to move at all. Shi Qing hurriedly untied Ming Qingyue's dragon robe, then crumpled the dragon robe into a ball and used it to wipe his mouth.

"Xue'er, I really miss you, I really miss you." There was another burst of nonsense, Ming Qingyue opened his eyes slightly, and Shi Qing was so frightened that he quickly stopped and threw the dragon robe to the ground.

Before she had time to sit up, Shiqing had already fallen into a warm embrace. Shiqing frowned and wanted to struggle, but she felt a burst of sobs from the person underneath her.

Was it a trembling sob, did he cry?

There was a sniffing sound in her ears, and Shi Qing was hugged tightly, but she no longer struggled.

"Why don't you love me anymore? Why don't you love me anymore? You hate me. You really hate me, so you bite me."

The sound was like a child acting coquettishly, making Shiqing's resisting heart suddenly soften.

She stood up slowly and looked at the person under her.

At this time, Ming Qingyue's face was wrinkled together, his mouth was mumbling, and he looked really ugly crying.

With this smile, crystal tears also flowed from Shiqing's eyes.

"Fool, how could I really hate you?" She slowly stroked Ming Qingyue's messy temples. He really looked like a child at this moment, and Shi Qing couldn't help but want to protect him.

People speak the truth after drinking, so for Shi Qing, she is also willing to open her heart to Ming Qingyue today.

Ming Qingyue seemed to be immersed in his own world at this time. He didn't care about Shiqing's reaction and suddenly started laughing again. [9th update]


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