Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 156 Messilo, do you like children
Feng Sumo pushed him lightly, retreated to a position far away from him, struggling to look at him.

"What's wrong?" Catching the change in her eyes, Moxiluo raised his eyebrows slightly.

Feng Sumo was silent for a while, looking seriously into his eyes, and spoke softly.

"Mecillo, do you like children?"

Mexilo thought of Ian who was wreaking havoc everywhere, and said three words lightly, "I don't like it!"

Feng Sumo's heart became cold after those three words, and he turned sideways slowly, with his back to him, and stopped talking.

I can't express the feeling in my heart, a little sour, a little lost, and a little painful.

Moxiluo put his arms around her waist, turned her body to face him, and pressed her head into his arms.

Feng Sumo's body temperature was a little cold, he lowered his head and said nothing.

Moxiluo touched her body all over with his hands, trying to arouse her reaction, but Feng Sumo was like an unconscious doll, letting him manipulate her body stiffly, neither pushing nor protesting. .

Moxiluo didn't like her so lifeless. He lowered his head, pinched her chin with his hands, raised her face, let her eyes meet him, and raised his eyebrows in doubt, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Feng Sumo said lightly, waved his hand away, lowered his head, and closed his eyes.

Although he doesn't know the reason, Moxiluo can also see that she is in a bad mood and full of desire, but he can't bear to torment her, and bites her neck as if venting his anger, and gnaws and grinds for a while before hugging her She fell asleep.

Moxiluo was going to France the next day. Feng Sumo was still sleeping when he woke up. He sat by the bed, looked at her for a few seconds, changed her clothes, and went out the door with her in his arms.

After Feng Sumo had a baby, she became lethargic a lot and seemed to have no signs of waking up.

Mexilo's movements were very gentle and did not wake her up.

Monaco is close to France, and Mesilo has the privilege to come and go, so it is very convenient to bring more people.

When Feng Sumo woke up, he was already lying in the hotel.

Qingran's eyes slowly opened, and his gaze was fixed on the completely unfamiliar environment. Feng Sumo was stunned for a few seconds, and was about to get up, when a deep, sexy voice sounded in the room.

"you're awake."

Hearing the familiar voice, Feng Sumo turned his head, and turned his eyes to Moxiluo standing beside him, "Where is this?"

"France." Moxiluo gently shook the wine glass in his hand, his handsome face was indifferent.

"Is that why you brought me here?" Feng Sumo got out of bed, his tone different from last night's indifference.

"I discussed it with you last night."

Feng Sumo didn't want to pay attention to him, turned around and went to the bathroom.

Moxiluo watched her back quietly, froze for a few seconds, and followed her in a few steps.

"Are you angry because I don't like Ian?" Mecillo asked tentatively.

His attitude towards Ian was very bad last night, and after the accident, all he cared about was whether she was injured or not.

According to how much she likes Ian, if she gets angry with him for this matter, there is a little possibility.

It's just that it doesn't seem like it's time to get angry before going to bed...

Feng Sumo continued to wash his face without answering.

Moxiluo was a little annoyed.

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea.

"Are you mad at me for not liking children?" Mecillo asked again.

He thought about it all night, and no matter how he thought about it, he felt that the contradiction was more likely here.

The movements of Feng Sumo's hands were slightly stiff, and there was a soreness in his heart.

Moxiluo was sensitive to the changes in her expression, and with her slender legs, he walked towards her step by step.

The low-pitched magnetism resounded.

"If there is a baby who looks like you, or like me, I will be very happy..."

(End of this chapter)