Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

Chapter 1263: Raiders have no taste of the cottage boss

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In the end, it took half an hour before Mo Qing hugged the scenery down the tree. At that time, she had no strength in her body, her legs were still weak, and she couldn't get off of him.

Mo Qing looked at the girl who hugged her once again with a grim expression, "Come down."

"No." She shook her head and buried her head in the crook of his neck. This attitude made it impossible for anyone to talk to her.

He was tickled slightly by her rubbing, and his mood suddenly became a little inexplicable. He stretched out his hand and pushed her head away, and said coldly: "How decent is it to be seen by others."

"You've done so much to me, don't you have to be responsible to me?" Just being pushed away by him a little bit, she leaned against her body again. Believe it.

The corner of Mo Qing's eyes twitched, "Tell me clearly, have I done anything to you that I should be responsible for?"

"Isn't it just now? My body and my mind have been hurt by you. Since then, I have only you in my heart. How do you tell me to marry in the future?" She looked up at him, with a smile in her eyes. Tears were shining, and the appearance of her desperately trying not to let the tears flow out could really arouse the sympathy of others.

But just now she was just placed on a tree...

Mo Qing realized that if this woman wants to pester you, she can come up with thousands of reasons. Even if this matter is nothing at all, if it comes from her mouth, it means something. He is serious. Consider whether to slap her unconscious with a palm.

Fengjing didn't know that he was thinking about making her dizzy. Seeing him silent, she pulled a lock of his long hair and said pitifully: "I really can't walk anymore. If you don't believe me, You can keep me here, I am a weak woman like a flower and jade, if other men see me alone and become lustful... Don't worry, I will not blame you, nor will I hate you, just Every year during the Qingming Festival, you remember to burn a little more money for me... "

"Shut up." Mo Qing said these two words indifferently.

Feng Jing felt that his eyes were very unfriendly, she shut her mouth, and really didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Only this time." Mo Qing lowered her voice, supported her hip with one hand, and pressed her back with the other. Before she could react, he had already lifted her into the air , Shuttle between the woods.

In order not to be seen by others so embarrassing, he could only choose to use light skills to make a quick decision.

She smiled triumphantly, and a mouthful of cold wind was poured into her mouth, and she started coughing violently. Then, she felt the hand behind her increase her strength, pressing her body into his embrace. After pressing down, her head was buried in his chest, and even the sound of the wind became quieter.

"Mo Qing..." She said treacherously, "Are you interested in me?"

Mo Qing's toe that landed on the branch almost missed the ground.

Fengguang thought he was about to fall, so she couldn't help but hug him even tighter, "You said you're not interested in me, so you're so nervous..."

He said coldly: "Shut up."

Feng Feng wanted to say something, but she felt a slight pain in her neck, and she couldn't say anything, because she was pressed on Ya acupuncture point.

She snorted in her heart, this man's character is really awkward.

As soon as he returned to the remote courtyard, Mo Qing let go of the person hanging on him, and he went straight to the house, followed by a girl who looked like a dog's skin plaster, no matter how much he released the air-conditioning, she had no intention of leaving.