Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 577 The pit is 112 meters deep
"Xiao Liulang, don't you say that sooner or later he will be your man?"

She hugged his neck, put away her teasing emotions, sat in his arms intimately, held his face with her hands, felt his angry and arrogant toughness, moved a little away, pursed her mouth lightly, a little serious A bit jokingly said: "There are more than 20 people, and they are not young anymore. If I say... yes, will you accept it?"

This is out of the question.

But Xiao Qian, as a man, has his own instinct of understanding.

He hugged her full, but refused, "Ah Jiu, it's impossible..."

"You can't do it?" Mo Jiu deliberately distorted his meaning, rubbed against him firmly, and said in a delicate voice, "...how do I feel that you are actually good at it?"

This girl is a torturer. She obviously doesn't take it too seriously, but it's always easy to make people take it seriously. Listening to her talk like this is tantamount to torture to him.A sense of confinement, wishing to break out of the cocoon, made him very sad.He stared at her, his deep eyes seemed to have a dark light, wishing to poke a hole in her face, but his voice was still calm, "Ah Jiu is a good girl, I can't do it rashly..."

"Oh." Mo Jiu nodded, "Which bad girl did Liu Lang act recklessly with?"

Grabbing his tongue, she didn't let go, "No wonder people say girls are not bad, men don't like them. From this point of view, Xiao Shijun likes bad girls? Is it the oiran of Lihuayuan or the one of Chunfengfang?" The top card? How bad are they all? How to please you?"

"How can I have!"

Xiao Qian frowned and argued, but she was sitting tightly next to her body, the girl's fragrant body, and her gentle tone of voice made his head almost explode, how could he still be calm like usual?His body was stiff, and Xiao Shijun, who had always been pure and ascetic, faced such an annoying thing, once he fell in love with him, it was difficult to calm down, and his voice became hoarse: "Little ancestor, sit down and talk."

"The ancestor is very busy and is in abstinence."

"..." Xiao Qian was helpless, "Sit down and talk."

"Come down...it's hard to say." She pressed close to him, "That's what I like to say."

The faint girlish fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and a pair of long curled eyelashes flickered, blinking with her voice, as if fanning into the bottom of his heart.Suffering, he seemed to be a defender of Tao standing at a crossroads with a sword in hand. On one side was the abyss full of forbidden desires, and on the other was the broad avenue, but without her, he would not be able to attract his soul.

His hands tightly pinched her narrow waist.

The warmth in his palm was so real that his blood seemed to freeze.

"Ah Jiu, don't do that!" He refused, but his throat seemed to be in pain.

"Xiao Liulang, you are so cool." Mo Jiu glanced at him slowly, not caring, and he didn't have as much psychological burden as him, "Let's say you have an elm head, but you are often very smart. Say you You're so smart... Your IQ is really not as honest as your body." She smiled mischievously and rubbed against him.

So Xiao Qian closed his mouth, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his stern face was tense, as if he was going through a life-and-death struggle. In Mo Jiu's eyes, that serious look was so emotional and so It's kind of attractive, and even more so...cute.

"Xiao Liulang, you forced me to commit a crime." She leaned down and asked happily, "Why are you silent?"

She held him tightly, and he held her tightly. Under the dim light, the two pairs of eyes invaded each other, guessing, with a subtle temptation.

His hands are getting tighter and tighter, and his hands are getting tighter.

(End of this chapter)