69novels Chapter 117
Chapter 117
The boy's crow-like eyelashes were stained with tears.
Like a bullied little milk cat, he is extremely aggrieved, but he is reluctant to be angry with him.
The fingertips touched the tail of the boy's eyes, a slightly cool touch.
He moved very lightly, wiping away that little tear stain.
Adam's apple rolling.
It seemed to swallow something.
"What, not happy again?"
Mo Guishi's voice was smiling, he was in a good mood at the moment, there was still a period of time on the way to the palace, and he had time to tease the little one.
He picked up the boy, sat on his lap, pinched the other party's little face, made people shy, and asked him to coax.
"How about letting you bite back?" Mo returned with a low laugh.
"Chrysostom, don't lie to you."
"Don't." The little one snorted.
He knew that Lord God was holding back his evil and wanted to deceive him.
"Very sweet."
As long as he has enough patience, he can continue to coax the little one.
"It's much better than the dim sum in the dining room."
Mo returned to the time is not in a hurry, patiently guiding little by little, arousing the curiosity of the little one.
"I will never lie to you."
Perhaps the little one was too trusting, and after coaxing for a while, he approached him again and rubbed his little face against his neck.
"Obedient."
Mo Gui's voice fell in the boy's ears, crispy and numb.
The tip of his hot tail wanted to shrink.
"Just like Xu just taught you."
Mo Guishi's voice was low, and those silver eyes stared at the young man for a moment, as if he was sure that he would agree.
The fingertips rubbed on the teenager's soft face, and the calluses on the fingertips made the teenager feel a little pain, and subconsciously wanted to shrink into his arms.
But he held half of his small face and couldn't move.
The distance between the two was extremely close, and Candle Youlin sat on Mo Guishi's lap again.
The waist was wrapped around him.
The coat is messy.
The neckline is loose and flabby, revealing large areas of snow-white skin.
The strap on the waist seal was also undone.
"Linlin is so smart, he can learn it as soon as he learns."
Mo returned to a low chuckle, as if remembering something, restrained himself, and his shoulders trembled slightly.
Messed with the little one again.
It's not good to coax.
The young man put his arm around Mo Guishi's neck, and the joy in his heart was about to overflow, the god-sama was praising him for being smart, he was the smartest little milk dragon.
When he couldn't see his tail when he returned from the ink, the boy couldn't help but shake, with a praised little pride on his face, like a proud little peacock.
The jade hairpin fell to the ground.
Broken into two sections.
The young man bent down to pick it up, a jade hairpin cost a lot of silver, and touched it with some distress.
"Xuan's concubine has become a fan of small wealth."
"It's just a hairpin, and then let the craftsman create hundreds of styles for you, and wear them every day."
Mo Guishi had a gentle smile under his eyes, looking at the little guy so precious what he gave out, his heart was about to melt.
"No, the concubine should save some silver for His Majesty."
The young man said obediently, his beautiful amber eyes were full of seriousness, and he wrapped the hairpin that had been broken in two with a cloth and placed it on the desk on the side.
Perhaps it is the sequelae of the last small world, which was pit too much when he was returned by ink, and the teenager is always like a little hamster, pulling valuable things into his nest.
Hold it again and give it to Mo Guishi.
The system was also silent for a moment, always feeling that the ontology was doing something too much, but he couldn't say more, if it was him, maybe it wouldn't be much better.