Kuai Chuan's paranoid villain pinches her peach blossom again

Chapter 175 Traveling Through the Female Venerable (21)

After Mo Qing noticed it, he quickly moved back a little, looked down at her, and said in a panic, "Luo Luo, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Jun Luo sighed, and raised her eyes speechlessly, "I just yawned and shed a few tears! How could I cry!"

There were a few crystal teardrops hanging on the slender and curly eyelashes, and the beautiful light brown eyes at the end of the reddish eyes were a little pitiful.

Mo Qing observed her expression carefully, "Is it really just yawning?"

"Of course, what else could it be?"

Jun Luo rolled her eyes, buried her head in his arms again, her slender arms hugged his thin waist tightly, and said in a muffled voice, "Okay, I'm going to sleep."

Mo Qing frowned, still leaning on her, silently hugging her tightly, suppressing the feeling of helplessness in his heart.

"Lolo, good night."

"Good night…"

……

The two actually sat hugging each other for an entire afternoon and one night.

When Jun Luo woke up, Mo Qing had just fallen asleep.

She lightly tried to take his arm around her waist away.

But as soon as his fingertips touched his arm, he woke up and held her tighter.

Her voice was slightly hoarse, and the hot breath passed by her ears, "Luo Luo is awake?"

"Ah."

Jun Luo looked at him, his eyes softened a little, and he patted his hand, "I'm a little hungry, let's eat something first."

Mo Qing let her go, followed her silently, and picked vegetables for her while sitting on the sandalwood chair.

She seemed to cherish the time spent with him, and would always find time to look up at him when eating.

He couldn't help laughing, and touched her head: "what's the matter, you always look at me?"

"Look at how good-looking you are." Jun Luo pulled his hand down, rubbed his face in his palm, narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly, like a kitten.

Mo Qing's focus was not on this, he pinched her soft cheeks, and then said slowly: "What Luo Luo means is that as long as he looks good, you will always stare at him?"

"Oh, of course not." As she spoke, she stuck to his side, buried her head on his neck, and breathed lightly on his neck.

The snow-white neck was quickly covered with a layer of light pink, and Mo Qing's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, embracing her slender waist, and said in a low voice, "Is Luo Luo full?"

Jun Luo seemed to understand another meaning in his words, but he didn't back down.

Holding him tighter, her red lips kissed his earlobe.

"Eat until you are full."

In the next moment, she was picked up horizontally and pressed on the bed.

He looked down at her, his heart beat a little fast in his chest, his slightly protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, his voice was hoarse and low: "Luo Luo, do you want to?"

"I…"

Before he finished speaking, he kissed her lips hard.

Jun Luo closed his eyes and waited for his next step, but he didn't wait for it.

When she opened her eyes, she met his forbearing eyes.

He stood up, took a deep breath, didn't dare to look at her again, turned and walked out the door, "Luo Luo, on the day of my wedding, I won't bear it any longer."

Looking at his back, which seemed to be running away, Jun Luo couldn't help but smile.

But laughing and laughing, tears came out.

Crystal clear teardrops slid down the fair cheeks, refracting beautiful light under the candlelight.

She lowered her eyes slightly, the corners of her lips curled into a gentle arc, and her voice was soft and soft: "Goose, can I still marry him?"

As if afraid of disturbing her, Goose's voice couldn't help but lowered a little.

"Yes, little Luoluo..."

(End of this chapter)