The Young Master Relies on His Beauty to Dominate the Entire System - Chap 621
Jiang Luoluo was shocked.
Her cheeks suddenly turned red, and the color was more beautiful than a rose in full bloom. Her wet eyes were even more vaporous, and they were ashamed and angry, as if they wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.
Those two white little hands covered the man’s arrogant mouth, stumbling with a bit of ferocity, and warned:
“Mu, Jia Nian!”
The man slowly raised half of his long eyebrows, looking at him with a half-smile. .
The sharp-jointed fingers covered the soft little hands, grasped the hands into the palms, then put them to the lips and kissed them.
The man spoke, his voice filled with regret, as if he was aggrieved,
“Baby, why don’t you just ask me?”
“Isn’t it unbearable?”
Mu Jianian sighed, his eyes burning, with the idea of ​​​​competitiveness. ,
“I haven’t even started to ask yet, who among us is better in bed?”
Hot.
His whole body was hot, as if he was being roasted in a fire. Jiang Luoluo felt that his whole body was about to be cooked.
He didn’t know where he got the strength to break out of Mu Jianian’s arms, like a little rabbit escaping from a trap, and ran out in a panic.
While running, he muttered harsh words in a low voice,
“I’ll never take care of you again…”
–
In the evening, an expensive luxury car drove steadily on the mountainous road outside the mountainside villa.
The little beauty sitting in the back seat tugged on the man’s sleeve and dangled it:
“Okay, Mu Jianian?”
“You know, my dad is an old-fashioned man. Just say he’s my husband when you get up, my legs. ” He’s about to interrupt him -”
His big, round eyes flickered, making anyone who saw him feel soft-hearted.
What’s more, Mu Jianian already loved him.
“Okay.”
Mu Jianian touched his head and said, “Husband, I remember.”
“You can’t call yourself husband!”
The little beauty, as if facing a powerful enemy, raised her finger and scratched her red mouth, making a Silent mouth shape.
The young man shook his head helplessly, rubbed his face with his fingertips, “Okay.”
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Mid-level villa,
the young knight standing on the balcony of the guest room stood with his arms folded, a pair of eyes that did not match his age were filled with thick ink, looking at the inside and outside of the villa.
The world is strange.
All the people dressed strangely and spoke strangely.
Fortunately, there was always a reason for his appearance. Somehow, he felt the presence of his master.
Thinking of the word “master”, the young man squinted his eyes, and his eyes became increasingly interested –
although many of his abilities have been weakened after coming to this world. But fortunately, the wall could not block his sight. In a certain room in the villa, he saw a small portrait of Master hanging on the wall.
The painting is very realistic, and it is the kind of small portrait that has the fun of a boudoir.
The Master above is sitting on a swing, with his arms exposed, wearing very short trousers, and two snow-white even thighs exposed, with bare feet on the grass… He is
more delicate and beautiful than in that world.
Just one glance reminded the boy of the time when Nephrite Wenxiang held him in his arms, making his blood boil.
I just don’t know if the master in this world will still remember me? Will you still remember the past you had with yourself?
Thousands of thoughts in my heart form a dense network.
There were footsteps outside the door, “Young Master Mo, our husband invites you to come down for dinner.”
A few minutes later, Mo Yunqi arrived in the living room downstairs and met Jiang’s father and Jiang’s mother.
There was a sound from the corridor outside, two footsteps, one light and one heavy.
“Mom!”
A beautiful little face appeared at the door, her petal-like lips curved in a pleasant arc, and her eyebrows were curved in a smile.
Mo Yunqi slowly tightened his grip on the sword, “Master!”
It was indeed him.
Jiang Luoluo just rushed to her mother’s side, subconsciously followed the direction and looked over, and then saw Mo Yunqi dressed in black.
“Master?”
Father Jiang looked at the two people with some confusion, as if he didn’t understand where this title came from.
Jiang Luoluo blinked at Mo Yunqi crazily.
