From the moment the palm falls.
This is destined to be an unusual morning.
She hinted at Mo Si again and again.
She is his sweetheart.
In such a situation, is it still a human being who can sit still and be as calm as Mount Tai in the face of the teasing of his sweetheart
Moses moved.
He quickly stretched out his hand to clamp Qiuqiu's wrist, with many complicated emotions flashing in his eyes, "Do you know what you are doing?"
Qiuqiu turned her head and smiled, "I know."
Ying Wan knew that she even stood on tiptoe and whispered three words into Mo Si's ear.
At that moment, all the fires began to burn.
Rationality was eaten away by desire in an instant.
His destination also changed from wardrobe to bed.
The softness was pressed, the panda pajamas faded away, and her long hair was tangled in his fingertips.
Like an infinitely burning torch, he rubbed and panted to pass this enthusiasm to Qiuqiu. This is a day that is expected, no one can resist, and he is full of joy——
She took over the fiery torch, and burned the ups and downs of emotions in the torch, and the tongue of the flame rose and fell!
A low singing sounded.
All this came too unexpectedly, but it was inexplicably reasonable.
In short, the panda rolled and made a constant 'chirp chirp' call.
…
noon.
The sleepy man finally opened his eyes.
Mosi finally got dressed. He put on the shirt and trousers in the closet, and even put on a tie. He shuttled around the room and put away all the weird things.
Flatten the quilt, throw away all the pants and clothes on the floor, the carpet is dirty, and did not call the housekeeper robot, but did it himself very hard.
After finally tidying up the bedroom, it was already 1 pm.
According to the past time, it should be lunch time now.
However, the chef is tired, and the chef is still resting.
Mo Si thought for a while, turned on the huge projection screen, lied a few words on it, and then hurried downstairs to the kitchen.
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Two hours after Mosi woke up, Qiuqiu also woke up.
It was very rare for her not to sit up immediately, but to curl up in the quilt and start to meditate.
Ok…
Ok.
Ok!
It feels surprisingly good to ride a panda.
Is this the mecha soldier who is very popular in the marriage market
not bad.
It's just a bit tedious.
Yawning, she found her yesterday's clothes from the side and put them on, and Qiuqiu found Mo Si's message.
[are you awake? Wake up and send me a message, I'm cooking downstairs.]
Hey, he still cooks.
But Qiuqiu didn't send a message to Mo Si, upstairs and downstairs, isn't it just a staircase gap, and asked him to come...
Tell him to come and take her down
Puchi, amused by his own idea, Jiang Qiuqiu rubbed his old waist, opened the door of the room, and walked out step by step.
Although it is upstairs, there is already a little smell of rice in the air.
His cooking skills seem to have improved a bit.
Curiously going down the stairs, my legs were indeed soft when I first took the first step, but I quickly got used to it while holding on to the handrail.
The shoes fell on the stairs with a soft sound.
Soon, a very tall man appeared at the end of the stairs.
He ran up like a gust of wind, with a completely different light in his eyes, "Why didn't you send me a message?"
The tone was a bit questioning.
Qiuqiu: "Such a short road, I can walk by myself."
"no."
"I'll take you down."
Then, with lightning speed, the princess picked up Qiuqiu and stomped downstairs.