Quick pass system to deliver little brother

Chapter 198

He stroked a strand of the boy's hair on his forehead, and said in a gentle and tender tone, "Hey, I'll sleep again later."

As he spoke, he put his hands on the boy's shoulders, intending to help him up.

"Hmm..." The boy in his arms whimpered, like a newborn cub whimpering.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he reluctantly opened his sleepy eyes.

What came into my eyes was Yuan Mo's cold face, his eyes were extremely pale, but when they looked at him, they were extremely gentle and doting.

As soon as I woke up, I saw the happy girl.

Happy.

Qi Yu rubbed his eyes, spread his lips and teeth, and raised a smile.

The voice was hoarse when he first woke up, and he called out in a low voice: "Moss."

The tone is cheerful and the ending sound rises, which is very pleasant.

"Yeah." Yuan Mo nodded, seeing that the person woke up, he didn't have any worries to lift him up from his lap.

The slender fingers pinched the leg twice calmly.

Fuck, my legs are numb.

The luck value looks small, why is the head so heavy.

Is it packed with bean curd residue?

[…] The young lady who only dares to bully her in her heart.

Yuan Mo: "..."

I want you to take care of it! !

You stand alone.

system:【……】

I am single and I am proud.

Look down on stand-alone machines, don't you?
Yuan Mo: "..." smiling.
I just despise you.

system:【……】

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, as if a basin of water that never dries up has been poured on it.

Under the rain, only a luxurious rosewood carriage was seen coming slowly in the dimness, and stopped at a small inn in the town closest to Fengjing.

In the pouring rain, the innkeeper, who thought he had no business, was just about to close.

From afar, I saw a luxurious carriage parked in front of my house.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, a rich man! !
Rubbing the sides of the skirt with both hands cautiously.

Standing at the door and shouting outside: "Guest officer, do you want to stay in the shop? Look at the rain, this shop has hot tea, let the guest go to the cold."

The rain was pattering, and the shopkeeper's thick and shrewd voice echoed in the sound of rain.

Trying to attract the distinguished guests in the carriage.

The coachman pulled the reins and was covered in rain. In the pouring rain, he shouted at the shopkeeper in a flickering voice: "Boss, two upper rooms."

The shopkeeper who acted as the waiter suddenly smiled: "Well, please come to the guest officer."

The coachman first opened the umbrella and jumped out of the carriage neatly: "Miss Yuan, we're here."

The shopkeeper didn't know which big man was inside, but saw the coachman finish his sentence.

A white slender hand gently lifted the corner of the complicated curtain that was the same as the rosewood carriage, and the girl in the misty blue tunic skirt poked her head out, her delicate fair face revealing a hazy beauty in the rain.

Before the shopkeeper had time to see the girl's face clearly, he only felt that the girl was dignified.

In the next second, the man condescended to reach into the carriage with a tender look on his face.

"Baby, come on."

The rain that fell and slapped on the edge of the carriage stained the skirt of the girl, as if there were shining and clear merman's tears, emitting a strange light in the lights.

"I'm hungry."

The young man wearing a half-gold mask put one hand on Yuan Mo's hand and let her lead him out.

With the other hand rubbing his sleepy eyes, he pursed his lips in dissatisfaction with the protest from his stomach.

Yuan Mo smiled, rubbed the boy's head, and coaxed him patiently: "Hey, go in and eat."

"Okay." The boy nodded, not being obedient.

Yuan Mo led the young man by the hand and jumped out of the carriage first.

Stepping on the surface of the water, the hem of the skirt formed a beautiful arc in the rain, and the plain hand took the umbrella from the driver to shield the boy from the wind and rain.

The shopkeeper had been waiting at the side for a long time, and when he saw two fairy-like people coming to hide from the heavy rain, the shopkeeper's eyes full of vicissitudes were shrewd.

This is no ordinary person.

(End of this chapter)