The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Chapter 146

When the boy's tail rolled up the wood on the ground and handed it to Mo Gui, he squatted on the ground and watched him make a swing.

The palace people pickled the deer they had hunted yesterday and made roast venison.

Venison supplement.

Mo returned to feed the little guy a mouthful of deer blood, and the people in his arms were unwilling to taste more, holding the sweets made by the palace people and eating them in small bites.

Venison was also not eaten much.

Maybe it's the deer blood that is too replenishing, or maybe the little guy has a fatal attraction for him.

A sleepless night.

The boy's beautiful amber eyes were filled with mist, and before the tears were dry, he was hugged by Mo Guishi, and his fair and soft skin seemed to be pinched.

The pointy little ears are pulled.

The tail tries to block the entry into the Qin of Mo Gui.

"Didn't the queen promise that she would get up today and go to see Rizhao Jinshan?"

Mo Gui's voice was slightly hoarse, his fingertips rubbed the boy's soft waist, and the boy's body trembled slightly, leaning into his arms, not letting him move.

The boy turned his face and didn't let him kiss the tender chun.

The scalding w fell on the teenager's soft face.

He shrunk a little.

"The queen, as the head of a palace, cannot speak without faith."

"If so, how can you convince the palace concubines."

Mo Gui's voice was low and hoarse, falling on the tip of people's hearts, inexplicably hot.

"Sister Concubine Palace will not be like Your Majesty, always thinking of bullying concubines."

The boy retorted in a low voice.

"Then the queen prefers those palace concubines?"

Mo Guishi pinched the boy's chin, forcing him to turn his face and look at himself squarely, of course he knew that the boy's eyes were full of him.

But he still forced the teenager to say that he loved him over and over again.

The boy flicked his tail, the god-sama was always like this, and he couldn't help but answer the repeated questions, and if he answered later, he had to punish him again.

"Like Your Majesty." The boy said softly.

Mo Guishi dressed the boy, wrapped the cloak around the boy's body, and put on the furry hat for him to ensure that the cold wind would not creep into the collar along the gap.

So he carried the little one out of the courtyard.

It was a little brighter, late autumn was still cold, and the cold wind blew through, with a tingling sensation.

The clouds above the sky flowed, and the light penetrated the clouds, leaving a crimson light in the sky.

The clouds were dyed red.

The golden light descends down the top of the mountain, and the halo lingers above the mountain.

It's as beautiful as a fairyland.

The boy was wrapped and only showed a pair of beautiful eyes, but his eyes looked at Mo Guishi intently.

The scattered silver long hair became more and more gentle under the golden light, and the silver eyes could only contain him alone, and the gentleness under the eyes almost overflowed.

Neither of them looked at the beautiful scenery.

Until the golden light completely dissipated.

The young man moved, holding Mo Gui's somewhat cold hand, and put it on his belly to warm him.

He rubbed his hands again and put them on the man's somewhat cold cheeks, conveying warmth.

He is a dragon dragon, warm in winter and cool in summer, essential for home travel, not afraid of cold.

There is a coldness that makes you men think you are cold.

Even the tail was tucked into his cloak so that he would not be exposed.

"Lin Lin is not cold, give Brother Shi a warmth."

The boy's tail was hot, but Mo's eyes were darker, and the scales that used to be cool were warm.

The little one is not cold.

He seemed to forget that the little one was not a mortal.

"Not enough."

"It's still a little cold." When Mo returned, he planned to wear less, so that the little one could not leave him at all times and warmed him up.