Magic cool husband only loves his naughty wife

"Mo Li, you are safe now. You are no longer a member of the club. I didn't buy you back to be my slave." It seems that he was thoroughly brainwashed by the people in the club. If the club is not closed, more people like him will be destroyed in the future.

"The master doesn't want Mo Li to be your slave, so Mo Li has no value of existence." The beautiful and clear eyes drooped slightly, and a sad look appeared on the beautiful face.

"Mo Li, listen to me. You are a human being. You have your own existence value. Your existence is not valuable because of me, but because of yourself." Looking back, he saw that he was still holding the bathrobe and didn't put it on, but his face showed a look of despair. He suddenly felt a headache. He walked over to him and stretched out his hand to take the bathrobe from his hand, but his body trembled suddenly, as if he was afraid of something. He softened his tone and said, "Mo Li, listen to me, I won't hurt you, Give me your bathrobe. " He held out his hand to him.

Mo Li then handed him his bathrobe, but his body was still tight. Qin ran felt funny. He came to his bed without clothes and sat on it, waiting to be "lucky" by him? Now he hasn't even touched him, so he's afraid. If he does touch him, isn't he shaking like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind?

"Why did you come to my room so late?" Qin ran pretended not to know his intention and helped him put on his bathrobe. In his eyes, he was just a child.

"If the master doesn't come back, I can't sleep first. Mo Li has to wait on you." Seeing him put on his bathrobe, a flattered light flashed in his eyes.

"You are really a strong slave. Forget it, you'd better call me young master." Qin ran helped him fasten his belt. This bathrobe is his. It seems a little long for his body, but fortunately, it's not too big.

"Yes, young master." Mo Li nodded skillfully.

"Well, it's late now. Go back to your room and have a rest." Mo Li was not tall and thin. Qin ran couldn't help feeling pity for him. He reached out and rubbed his head, smiled and said.

"Mo Li hasn't served the young master yet. Mo Li can't leave." Because of his friendly touch, his beautiful face showed a look of joy.

"I don't need to be served when I sleep. Be good, obedient and go back to my room to sleep." Qin ran felt like he was coaxing a child who was pestering adults and refused to sleep.

"Doesn't the young master like Mo Li?" Seeing that he kept driving himself away, the joy on Mo Li's face was slowly replaced by sadness, and his melancholy eyes looked at him.

"Don't think too much. Why don't I like you? No one like you, a beautiful boy, won't like you. I'm just a little tired today and want to rest. If you want to chat, I can chat with you tomorrow." He also had to get information about the "call of the wild" club from him, but what he wanted to do at the moment was to lie in bed and have a good rest.

"Since the young master doesn't hate Mo Li, let Mo Li tonight..." before Mo Li finished speaking, he had shyly lowered his head.