Ye Qingluo glared at Emperor Moxuan.
How could he not understand the deep meaning in Di Moxuan's words
This man really knows what to do.
Although I was complaining infinitely in my heart.
However, when she met those smiling peach blossom eyes.
Her heart still softened a little bit suddenly.
Angrily, he glared at Emperor Mo Xuan again.
She tugged on Di Moxuan's collar, bent down, and took a hard bite on Di Moxuan's thin lips.
Immediately got up, snorted: "This is my mark, you are mine."
Di Moxuan laughed happily and leaned against the head of the bed.
The slender fingers, glowing with flowing fluorescence, brushed against her lips bit by bit.
He smiled lowly, seductively like a fox: "That's all?"
"Do you still have to make more progress? Believe it or not... I will kick you off the bed right now!" Ye Qingluo's cheeks were slightly red, and he raised his foot to kick Di Moxuan.
Di Moxuan's big palm easily caught Ye Qingluo's little feet.
Ye Qingluo struggled and shook her legs, but the man refused to let go.
She just got out of the shower.
The two fair feet were held in the palm of Di Moxuan just like that.
Ye Qingluo blushed even more, and couldn't help calling: "Di Moxuan!"
Di Mo Xuanxie pursed his lips wantonly, his eyes were dim, and he stared at the palm, which was as white as snow, small and lovely feet.
Suddenly, he slowly pressed his lips on the instep.
Ye Qingluo's breathing seemed to have stopped.
Her charming eyes widened, and after regaining her senses, she wanted to take her feet back even more.
The light in Di Moxuan's eyes became darker and darker, some kind of emotion swayed in the stupid valley, and his hoarse voice, like a scorching fire, enveloped Ye Qingluo.
"Xiao Luo'er, are you sure... just like that... you want to buy my feelings?"
Ye Qingluo knew that he did it on purpose.
Deliberately wanting her to take the initiative...
She gritted her teeth and looked at the extremely handsome face in front of her, who was smiling wickedly.
With a sudden pounce, he landed on Di Moxuan's body.
"Di Moxuan! See if I don't kill you!"
...
the next day.
Ye Qingluo was in the throes of life and death, and was awakened by the glass cat.
She was sore all over.
Opening his sleepy eyes, he saw the cute and delicate face in front of him, and the two ears on top of his head were still moving.
Ye Qingluo stretched out her hand, touched Li Mao's head, and then hugged her in her arms: "Little cat, please continue to sleep with me for a while."
"Sister!" Limao thumped, and opened Ye Qingluo's hand with her small paws, "Get up soon, and I'm going to gather at the God's class soon! Fat Master said, gather before Maoshi, and no one is allowed to be late!"
Class of God
gather
Ye Qingluo's chaotic mind suddenly became clear.
She quickly sat up from the bed: "What time is it now?"
"You still have an incense stick of time to prepare!" Limao puffed her cheeks, "Lord Emperor Zun doesn't know how to love you. He knows that we need special training, but he tosses you like this!"
Ye Qingluo blushed, held Limao's small face with both hands, and rubbed vigorously: "Little Maomao, you are still a child, don't talk about such a mature topic!"
The glass cat made a "meow meow meow" sound, and its little paws flapped.
Ye Qingluo let go of her face: "Hey, go outside and wait, I'll come out right away."
Limao reluctantly walked out of Ye Qingluo's room.
Ye Qingluo resisted the soreness all over his body and got up.
The bedding on the bed was replaced with new ones.
Her hospital uniform was hanging on the side, and even obscene clothes were well prepared.
The night is clear and red.
This man, after tossing her, gave her another candy