Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 284 Let's Verify If I Can Do It

Mesilo shot him a cold look, Lance closed his mouth stiffly, and his laughter stopped immediately.

"I'll go out first, and I'll leave it here for you to study this issue in depth." Lance wisely chose 36 tricks, walking was the best strategy, turned his body sideways, and walked out of the study in a hurry.

Feng Sumo glanced at the leaving figure, turned his head slowly, glanced at the dark-faced Moxiluo, and whispered, "I knew it would be like this."

Moxiluo's eyes turned to her, and the curve of his face was a little stiff, "Why do you have to boil this medicine?"

"Mom despises that you will get sick even if you fall into the water, and thinks that your physical fitness must have declined, so I want to supplement you in all aspects." Feng Sumo thought for a while, and added, "The more the better."

In fact, the first half of the sentence is purely her guess based on what she will do in the future, and the second half of the sentence is the truth.

The real reason for Mexilo's illness, she had a little self-awareness was because of her problem, but what Wei Lai said was correct, it's always good to make up for it.

"Do I need that kind of thing?" Moxiluo pulled her to his side with a hint of warning in his tone.

Feng Sumo turned his back and chose to avoid the topic directly.

"Doubt my ability?" Mesilo continued to extract a confession.

"..."

"Is it because I haven't behaved well these few nights?" Moxiluo's lips were full of mockery.

"Nothing." Feng Su Momo turned his head, glanced at him, and flatly denied it.

"Otherwise what is it for?" The dignity of the man in Mexilo was severely hit, and he was very depressed.

"You just see that it's the result of Mom's hard work for so long, so what if you drink it?" Feng Sumo couldn't bear to ruin Weilai's intentions, and persuaded him softly.

Can't make it through hard work?Because it was hard work, so he had to be made to drink those medicines that have the effect of shit?
"Feng Sumo, let's see if I can do it first!" Moxiluo was very annoyed, grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and pressed her to sit on his lap.

"Come on, this is the study room, what a civilized place?" Feng Sumo pushed him and wanted to shrink down.

She felt guilty for doing that kind of thing in such a civilized place.

"I don't want my woman to doubt my ability in that area." The corners of Moxiluo's lips sneered, he hugged her with both arms, turned her body in the other direction, leaned against her back, and leaned against the desk.

Feng Sumo was dumbfounded, and stared at him with shy eyes wide open, leaning against the desk limply, his fluttering eyelashes sprinkled blue ripples under the light, his appearance was more charming How coquettish.

Moxiluo saw her throat rolling with difficulty, supported her waist with one hand, pressed her body to him, reached for the button of the suit trousers, and was about to untie it, but Feng Sumo slipped under him out.

After a few steps, he ran to the door, reached behind him with one hand and held the doorknob, and leaned against the door with his slender body. Feng Sumo looked at the several world-famous paintings pasted on the wall of the study room, and exclaimed, "This picture of Dong Na. Verata's eyes are so beautifully drawn."

"Come here!" Moxiluo walked towards her step by step, without any intention of letting go.

Feng Sumo turned around and wanted to go out, but his waist was pulled from behind by him, and he pulled him into his arms again.

"Isn't it bad to do that kind of thing in front of world-famous paintings?" Feng Sumo felt lumpy at the thought of being stared at by so many eyes.

Although it is only a person in the painting...

"Then we dismantle the painting and continue?" Moxiluo discussed it very well.

"..."

(End of this chapter)