Mu Shuiling shivered, it was obvious that he was settled after autumn.
He laughed foolishly, looked at him without saying a word, waving his hands.
She refused to answer this question, and she wanted to wash her hands.
To be precise, it is going to take refuge!
Mossor's expression clearly revealed the information to her——he was very unhappy at this moment.
"Yeah? I have answered all your questions one by one. So how do you explain our questions? Dear."
That dear is really called into Mu Shuiling's heart.
Damn Moss, have you ever told him that his smile can really make people sweat!
"I...I..." "I've been in a long time, but I couldn't spit out a suitable sentence. Helplessly, I waved my little hand again, "Can I wash my hands first and come back?"
"Do you want to run?" Mosjue raised his eyebrows and saw her through it at a glance.
After swallowing a sip of water, Mu Shuiling took his time this time.
"Dear, I'm wrong. Next time, it's wrong! I'll guarantee that I will trust you instead of others in the future!" My legs became weak, and my head was carried into Mosjue's arms, and rubbed like a kitten.
This is obviously acting cute!
Later, I realized that she could be so daddy when she acted coquettishly.
But no matter what, this trick works very well for Moscow.
The voice was angry, and Mosjue, whose face was a little dark, let Mu Shuiling rub his arms for a while, and then softened his voice unconsciously, "You said that there will be next time, how should I punish you?"
Mu Shuiling smiled proudly, but he didn't expect this move to work like this for Moss.
But instead, the punishment that Mosjue said made her mind constantly think of various corporal punishments and violence, and she became a little scared.
"Apart from violence and corporal punishment, everything else is fine." At the end, she seemed to be afraid that Moslew would not know what to punish, so she offered the punishment she could accept, "For example, you can make me hungry for a day."
Mossor shook his head, saying that the punishment was not very good.
Mu Shuiling looked at him curiously and signaled him how to punish him.
Someone said lazyly, "You can't get out of bed."
This is the best punishment he thinks.
"#grass&%*"
Damn Moss, that's obviously corporal punishment!
He was unceremonious and applied his greasy hands to his face with excessive skin and ran away.
****
Inside a Rolls-Royce.
Xu Wenqian's sad cry echoed throughout the carriage.
Next to her was a man with handsome features and a handsome look.
His expression was complicated, and there was a cigarette that had been lit for a while in his index finger, and the car was filled with a heavy smell of smoke.
Judging from the cigarette butt next to him, he was not in a good mood at this moment.
"Haoxian, what should I do?" Xu Wenqian's makeup on her face had already been crying, and her aggrieved eyes made people feel a little reluctant to leave.
The man threw away the cigarette in his hand and frowned, "Where is the best man?"
Xu Wenqian threw all her anger on him and shouted loudly, "He is good everywhere. When you fall in love with someone, you won't say that!"
"Damn it!" The man cursed irritably and grabbed Xu Wenqian's arm hard, "Let me wake up, for him, what the hell are you like!"
Xu Wenqian looked at him blankly and let him roar in his ears.
She didn't want her efforts and changes to be wasted for so many years, and she was unwilling to accept it.