Perfect Lover: The president is an iceberg

Chapter 239 Extra Story: Old Gun Wound
Looking at it, Luo Xiao almost spit out the little bit of wine he just drank on a social occasion.

"you you you!"

"Farewell to you." Mo Qingxuan pulled the man onto his lap and hugged him. "Hurry up, praise me, it took me an afternoon to get them out."

Luo Xiao looked at Mo Qingxuan who was asking for credit speechlessly, but actually sat on his lap and browsed one by one.

The 39 photos were all of the two of them, and occasionally there were a few photos of Luo Yi with his arms around him that couldn't be snapped off, so they just kept them.

Either chuckle, or spoil, or helpless smiles flash one by one.

Luo Xiao watched quietly, and suddenly smiled softly.

I really praised Mo Qingxuan.

"Good, hard work."

Mo Qingxuan was overjoyed, he didn't expect Luo Xiao to actually praise him.

In a moment of excitement, he almost picked him up and turned him around twice.

Considering the actual situation, he gave up this idea and took a bite on Luo Xiao's cheek.

Luo Xiao stared: "Take it easy! Let Xiaoyi and the others see that you look good!"

Mo Qingxuan laughed, put his arms around Luo Xiao's waist, and asked him: "Hey Luo Xiao, can we develop these photos and hang them in the room? I really want to see these things every day. What a happy day it will be This matter. Stop, don’t hit, don’t hit, Xiaoyi and the others haven’t come back yet!”

Mo Qingxuan began to beat Luo Xiao while talking, and he quickly screamed strangely.He knew that Luo Xiao was thin-skinned in this regard, and he didn't dare to let Luo Yi know without complete preparations.

Mo Qingxuan smiled strangely in his heart, he really didn't know what expression he would have if he told Luo Xiao how his precious sister sold him out in the future.

Luo Xiao let go of his hands and stopped beating Mo Qingxuan, but still shouted: "If you dare to take it to the shop to wash, I will not peel your skin."

"If you don't wash it, don't wash it." Mo Qing murmured, pulling Luo Xiao's face in front of her eyes.

But the slender and beautiful hand reached into Luo Xiao's bottom hem.

The warm touch made Luo Xiao tremble violently, and quickly stretched out his hand to hold it down.

A little bit of embarrassment turned into anger and shouted at him: "Mo Qingxuan!"

Who would have thought that Mo Qingxuan put away his joking thoughts and looked serious.

Luo Shaoxiao felt relieved, Mo Qingxuan wasn't just thinking about dirty things.

He accepted Mo Qingxuan, but it didn't mean that he could let go of all the grudges in his heart so quickly.He needs a process of adaptation.

"Luo Xiao." Mo Qingxuan squinted his eyes slightly to watch him, and picked up the ending, a name that gave him a charming meaning.With his other hand, he slowly put Luo Xiao's hand on his palm.He said softly, "I just want to touch that wound on your back."

The gunshot wound that went deep to the bone for him.

Luo Xiao was choked again, speechless.But he put his hand down.

Mo Qingxuan's hand slowly moved upwards, and the warm palm touched his smooth back, causing shocking tingling sensations.

Luo Xiao almost grabbed his hand and threw it away.

That feeling is really a test of one's endurance.

"Fuck, hurry up!" Luo Xiao roared!
Mo Qingxuan chuckled, his eyes were deep, and finally touched the still hideous scar.The uneven touch of his hands made Mo Qingxuan feel pain and cold in his heart.

those people!Of course, killing them casually is cheap!

Mo Qingxuan suppressed the cruelty in his heart, and softly coaxed Luo Xiao, who was covered in goosebumps.

(End of this chapter)