The soldier is a girl

Chapter 678 483: The little guy doesn't like you anymore

After saying that, Mo Ling stretched out his hand to hold Mu Jin's hand that was pulling his skirt, and then turned over neatly and walked out. He didn't forget to close the door when he went out, because his A Jin's clothes were still in disarray.

Mo Ling, who had eaten meat and got a bargain, was proud of herself, while Mu Jin, who was lying on the couch in the house, almost stabbed her heart to death. It was really a sensuality, and if he knew her weakness, she would not There will be a good result, look, this unequal treaty has come out, how can we still have a wife's policy in the future, ah...

Fengyao went out for a stroll for two hours, and he didn't come up with anything famous, but this Fragrant City is named after incense, and he asked for several good scents, not because he, a big man, likes it, but because he wants to smell it. give away.

After walking around, his thoughts became clear. He shouldn't have come out. Wouldn't it make room for Mo Ling? That little guy, at least he can still say a few words, so there is nothing wrong with him.

Just like that, two hours later, Feng Yao appeared in the sight of Mo Ling and Mu Jin again. It was exactly noon at this moment, and he came just in time. Unceremoniously, he shouted loudly and sat down at the table.

Xiao Er's movements were very sloppy, Feng Yao yelled with his front foot, and then brought the bowl and chopsticks with his back foot, and then Feng Yao took a piece of sweet and sour fish with the chopsticks without saying hello.

While eating, I slowly tasted the strange atmosphere in front of me.

First of all, these two people are sitting opposite each other, shouldn't it be, doesn't Mo Ling want to cling to the little guy every minute?

Also, for some reason, he always has the feeling that Mo Ling is the little daughter-in-law at the moment, this is the rhythm of making mistakes and being punished.

Thinking about it, Feng Yao burst out laughing unkindly, this feeling is simply too happy.

"Mo Ling, did you sit next to the little guy? Don't you like it?" These words were definitely intentional.

"You don't like it." Mo Ling replied to Feng Yao.

"That means the little guy doesn't like you anymore." Feng Yao looked like I understood, then turned his head to Mu Jin and said, "Big brother is beautiful and martial, do you want to think about big brother, little guy?"

At this moment, Mo Ling's chopsticks were holding a piece of roast chicken, and he threw it out with a backhand.

Feng Yao looked at Hibiscus expectantly, raised his chopsticks to clamp the roast chicken, and then glanced at Mo Ling sideways, "I just want to eat it." The words fell into his mouth, and then he continued to turn his eyes to look expectantly. To hibiscus.

Mo Ling was so angry that he was about to strike again, but at this moment, a glare came from the opposite side, and he knew who it was without thinking, Mo Ling silently released the force from the chopsticks.

The painful lesson taught him that he can't take pleasure in the moment, how contented he is in the morning, how miserable he is now, A Jin didn't settle accounts with him, it was counted as keeping his word, but she doesn't care about him anymore, and when he gets close to her, he will look at her Sweeping him, just watching him silently, watching him froze and not daring to take a step closer, so saying that God opened a window for you and blocked a door for you at the same time, it really feels like the gain outweighs the gain.

Feng Yao saw that Mo Ling was clearly about to clean him up but was stared at by Mu Jin's eyes. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that Mo Ling, the majestic cold war god, was controlled by a woman's eyes if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. Stop, this is even more strange than the red rain in the sky, but this strange thing really happened.

(End of this chapter)