"And you said you don't want to sneak attack me? Look at how anxious you are, you are ready to take off my clothes in broad daylight."
Quan Shaohuang glanced at her hands narrowly, then put his hands directly around her waist, and leaned his head directly on her arms.
Shu Jingrong was startled by his actions. She held the hand on his clothes and subconsciously turned to stroking his hair.
She grabbed his tied long black hair, and grabbed it a few times with her hands restlessly: "You took advantage of me again, you are shameless, shady and stinky."
Quan Shaohuang picked her up and let her sit on his lap.
"Don't you just like shameless and shameless bastards?"
With heavy eyes and his arms tightening, Quan Shaohuang looked at her steadily: "That Mo Xiu, you are not allowed to talk to him. That guy must not have good intentions towards you. Otherwise, you'd better not go.
Now, if you want to know the news about your mother later, I will send someone to find out."
"Hey, when did the dignified Mr. Quan become a little man? Are you jealous with his eyes?" Shu Jingrong held up his handsome face with a bit of **** aura, looked around him up and down, raised her eyebrows and smiled
He said, "I came here just to find that Mo Xiu. Now that everyone is on the carriage, what you said is very inappropriate."
Quan Shaohuang's eyes flashed: "If I had told you earlier, would you have agreed not to come?"
"Won't!"
Regarding her mother's matter, she knew that it must be related to the Holy Snow Mountain, and I'm afraid the connection was not small.
But I don’t know whether Mo Xiu knew about her or not when he saw her before? This may need to be considered.
In particular, Mo Xiu said he would wait for her on the mountain, which made her think more.
Did he already know that she was his mother's daughter, so he specifically came to find her in the restaurant? After all, based on the conclusions drawn from various rumors and news, it can be concluded that the Holy Lord of Holy Snow Mountain was driven out.
He has never liked to interact with other people and devoted himself to the practice of secret arts.
A person with such a "pure heart and few desires" suddenly takes the initiative to start a conversation, which has to make people suspicious.
Shu Jingrong was lost in thought when she suddenly felt a slight pain in her waist. She immediately came back to reality and stared at the man holding her: "What are you doing!"
Quan Shaohuang rubbed her waist, looked at her angry look, and curled his lips and said: "Who told you to still think about other wild men at this time? I am right in front of you and you can distract yourself and think about other things."
Man, what if I'm not around to watch you?"
He didn't need to guess who she was thinking about just now. At this time, his hand was still on her waist and he was rubbing it unhurriedly.
In fact, he didn't use much force before, for fear of really hurting her by squeezing her, so he just gently twisted it to let the woman focus on him.
"Let me take a look. This face now seems to be that of Quan Shaohuang, but why does it feel like he has changed his soul? Are you sure there is nothing wrong with you now? Are you really Quan Shaohuang?" Shu Jingrong pinched
His cheek, "This face can't be fake."
"Shu Jingrong!" His eyes gradually became darker.
"Hey, I'm just talking casually. Don't mind it so much. It's not interesting at all. You will be disliked by girls like this. It's really not lovable at all." Shu Jingrong held his cheeks with both hands and gently said
