[69 Book Bar-www.] Mo Qingwu took a breath of air conditioning suddenly. Could it be that Hong Hydrogen was a robber before, so he raped/lost so many gold, silver and treasures. He had to wait until he was old before taking them.
Are you going to enjoy it slowly?
"hehe."
On the side, Hong Hyun was so smart that he naturally guessed Mo Qingwu's thoughts. He curled the corners of his lips, left a breeze-like kiss on her forehead, and said softly: "Don't think about it all, these things are not allowed.
, I will explain it to you slowly when I have the chance in the future.”
Wow, so gentle, with this kiss, Mo Qingwu felt that she was about to melt. Those anger and resentment had long disappeared and no longer existed! Of course, even Xiao Lianhong was still gorgeous outside.
Li's danced the charming pole dance, and she forgot all this...
Wait, Xiao Lian Hydrogen...pole dance...??
Mo Qingwu suddenly left their arms, and Mier refused to let go. She kicked him with a grudge and looked at the three somewhat shocked and extraordinary men in front of her, and she shouted:
"Who asked my son to go out and sell himself?!"
Hahahahahahaha…
The crow flew over against the scalp, and Juxue and Mier hurriedly flashed, while Hong Hyun covered her mouth and laughed secretly, hugging her in her arms again: "Little idiot, no one told you, today, that's right.
Is Xiaohong Hydrogen’s birthday?”
..Longevity,..Birthday???
Mo Qingwu was so embarrassed! She forgot her mother's birthday. No wonder, with the child's temper, she was angry and was expected to do such a shocking and terrifying move.
, but, there is no need to do a pole dance! It’s really embarrassing to me if I twist it like that!
Thinking of this, she waved her hand and looked righteous: "Hong Hyun, tell me, that baby is most afraid of you but also loves you the most. Of course, he will discuss with you any gift he wants. This year he
I want to make a fuss, and I will follow him."
While talking, Mo Qingwu tried her best to restrain herself from shaking, because she still remembered that when the child was one year old and had just learned a few simple short sentences, he said yellingly: "You want to...
Let my mother dance...stripping dance...", Mo Qingwu was so entangled! I don’t know who it was, but she was so dying that she instilled this kind of lustful/slutty thoughts in her child…
At the age of two, he had a small braid on the sky, looking like a scheming look: "Mom, Lian Hyun wants to marry a wife this year. She is two years old at the age of two. It's time for her to hold her great-grandson!"
...
Mo Qingwu trembled. I don’t know what strange requests the kid would say this year. However, no matter what, I have to follow it. Who made him a piece of meat that fell off his body? And now there are five more.
My father and aunt are spoiled, and I’m afraid they won’t agree if they don’t do it, right?
At this moment, Hong Hyun leaned ambiguously against her ear, gently biting her small earlobe, and said mysteriously: "This year, Xiao Lian Hyun said..."
Mo Qingwu felt that his heart was in his throat, but Honghydro still looked as if he didn't say anything on purpose.
"What did that kid say?"
"...He said... He wanted you to sell yourself in Mingxianglou on your birthday. As for the money you earn... Haha... I'll invite five of us fathers and aunts to eat candied haws."
What?
The birthday gift that the kid wanted was to sell himself?!
Mo Qingwu gritted her teeth and really doubted whether that little thing was born from her ten months of pregnancy. She was so troubled. It was really... I don't know a lesson!
"Ahem, that's it, I suddenly remembered that I had nothing to do... You guys play first... I'll withdraw first!"
"He is so young, are you willing to hurt his self-confidence?" Honghydro knew that Mo Qingwu wanted to run away on purpose. Looking at her, there was a faint sense of worry in her eyes.
Strike?
Mo Qingwu's lips twitched, damn! If this is considered a blow, then what does my son want me to sell himself on his birthday?
"Okay, then you three are going to watch the little thing bully me like this, right?" Mo Qingwu blinked and teased, "Dear Honghydro said this, isn't it too good to be so
Want to see me moaning in the arms of other men?”
Hong Hyun's whole body froze, and was so funny that she could no longer bear the stern face by her frivolous expression. She couldn't help laughing, nodded, and said, "Qingwu, how can I bear it? However, Xiao Lian Hyun is a very stingy child.
Oh, are you sure you won't follow him and let him make a fuss all year?..."
He suddenly stopped, and said with a turn of words, "Qingwu, this Mingxianglou is your hard work. Although I can't guess your thoughts over the past three years, I just hope that whatever you do is for you.
Think about these innocent girls in this building, young masters, many customers are eyeing your identity. It is better to take this opportunity to show your face. It can not only protect Mingxianglou's face and reputation, but also make it easier
Xiao Lianhong is happy.”
He put down his words and turned away. Looking at his background, a burst of anger arose in Mo Qingwu's heart. Innocent! Who isn't innocent? Am I not innocent? He kept saying that he loved me, but he didn't know what I was going to do.
What, pretend to be pitiful, take some weak people to cushion the thighs of innocent people, so that I can throw myself into the mouse and avoid it? Mo Qingwu was angry and angry, Honghydro, Honghydro, you are really testing my conscience
How many points are left? I, a clay Buddha, crossing the river, cannot protect myself. Do you really think I have so many concerns? A joke!
Resisting the urge to brush the things on the table, Mo Qingwu took a deep breath to calm her anger. Fortunately, Mi'er's arrival made her mood no longer so bad, and she brought her to no longer dream.
I thought of what I really had in this time and space, a guitar.
"Didn't you say you might not be able to get out within three days?" Mo Qingwu's tears came out, and she gently stroked the familiar body and neck of the piano. What a "ghost hand" Qiao Qi. It turns out that she is a master craftsman who is a master of craftsmanship. She pulled it out.
Put the strings on the piano and tune them one by one.
"I urged him three times a day, but he couldn't do it quickly. Besides, he himself was interested in this instrument he had never seen before, and wanted to meet you, a person who was full of strange things."
Mier kept looking at Mo Qingwu with a smile, leaning leisurely on the chair, with a lazy expression, as if waiting for her to pull out the strings.
"Then you'll take him to see my performance on stage tonight, and I want to thank him too." It seems that Mier and that "ghost hand" Qiao Qi should be friends.
(Today's third update, I'm a little tired recently, but I can't be lazy! Even if my Wenwen's grades are not good, I can still stick to it! Because of you, Momo╭(╯3╰)╮)