Chapter 162
Luo subconsciously thought of his neck.
She stood there, laughing, "naogong, you're back."
Mo lengqing slowly took off his suit and hung it on the hanger beside him
"Naogong, are you thirsty? How about I squeeze you a juice? "
the dark and thin eyes of Mo lengqing flitted past a trace of hesitation.
Little things take care of people?
Seems a little courteous today?
Seeing that Mo lengqing was silent, Luo Luo thought that he was acquiescent. He picked up an orange and an apple from the fruit plate, cut them and put them into the juicer.
She deliberately slowed down the action of the hand, peeling are slowly, delay time.
Not long ago, she was pinched by a man. Now she changed her identity and appeared in front of Mo lengqing. She was still a little bit conflicted in her heart.
Luo Luo is thinking, when can she get rid of this kind of refined state completely?
If you go on like this, you won't be really schizophrenic.
In her thinking, the knife in her hand didn't have a good idea. The orange rolled along the chopping board, and the blade just wiped her fingers.
"Hiss -"
Luo Luo ate the pain and dropped the knife.
"What's the matter?"
The man Teng gets up and comes to Luo Luo. When his cool eyes fall on the slender wound on Luo Luo's white tender finger, his eyes shrink.
"Why are you so careless, eh?"
Mo Leng Qing holds her injured finger and squeezes out the oozing blood bead, blames the way.
"I didn't notice." Luo falls shriveled pink tender small mouth, watery apricot Mou innocent looking at him.
"Stupid. "Mo lengqing scolded:" stand here.
"Oh. "Listen, Luo Luo immediately stretched his body, his hands hanging on both sides of his body, like a pupil in training.
Mo Leng Qing turns around and walks to the bedside table, turns his back to her and looks for something.
Before long, Mo Leng Qing came towards Luo Luo with a calm face.
”Put out your hand. "He frowned, his voice chilly.
"Oh," Luo Luo straightened his body and skillfully stretched out his injured little finger, "stretched it out. "
under the light, her small face is covered with a layer of honey luster, her big eyes are shining and looking at him for a moment, her small fan like eyelashes are blinking, and her cute little appearance loosens the man's tight eyebrows.
"That's troublesome."
make complaints about his lips, and the ink cold is very gentle. He picks up Luo's fingers and pastes a pink cat band aid.
The cool touch on the finger comes. Luo Luo is held by Mo lengqing like this. The finger he holds seems to have electric current flowing through, crisp and numb, flowing into her heart along that finger.
Luo Luo raises his eyes, but his wet eyes meet a deep sea like one.
Deep, cold, but in the cold, there is a little concern for her.
Care?
Does he care about her now?
For a moment, Luo Luo's heart beat faster.
Once, again.
In her heart, there is a deer bumping, but the man's cold voice is ringing at the moment.
"Did you drink?"
Huh???
Luo Luo reminds me that he forgot to spray perfume.
In the box, Ji Chuan poured too much wine into that silly fork. Although she vomited it out in the way of inducing vomiting, she could still smell the smell of wine if she smelt it carefully.
Mom
"That," Luo Luo muttered to his finger, "I often see my beautiful little brother and sister drinking on TV. I want to drink it too, so I taste it..."
She stood there, laughing, "naogong, you're back."
Mo lengqing slowly took off his suit and hung it on the hanger beside him
"Naogong, are you thirsty? How about I squeeze you a juice? "
the dark and thin eyes of Mo lengqing flitted past a trace of hesitation.
Little things take care of people?
Seems a little courteous today?
Seeing that Mo lengqing was silent, Luo Luo thought that he was acquiescent. He picked up an orange and an apple from the fruit plate, cut them and put them into the juicer.
She deliberately slowed down the action of the hand, peeling are slowly, delay time.
Not long ago, she was pinched by a man. Now she changed her identity and appeared in front of Mo lengqing. She was still a little bit conflicted in her heart.
Luo Luo is thinking, when can she get rid of this kind of refined state completely?
If you go on like this, you won't be really schizophrenic.
In her thinking, the knife in her hand didn't have a good idea. The orange rolled along the chopping board, and the blade just wiped her fingers.
"Hiss -"
Luo Luo ate the pain and dropped the knife.
"What's the matter?"
The man Teng gets up and comes to Luo Luo. When his cool eyes fall on the slender wound on Luo Luo's white tender finger, his eyes shrink.
"Why are you so careless, eh?"
Mo Leng Qing holds her injured finger and squeezes out the oozing blood bead, blames the way.
"I didn't notice." Luo falls shriveled pink tender small mouth, watery apricot Mou innocent looking at him.
"Stupid. "Mo lengqing scolded:" stand here.
"Oh. "Listen, Luo Luo immediately stretched his body, his hands hanging on both sides of his body, like a pupil in training.
Mo Leng Qing turns around and walks to the bedside table, turns his back to her and looks for something.
Before long, Mo Leng Qing came towards Luo Luo with a calm face.
”Put out your hand. "He frowned, his voice chilly.
"Oh," Luo Luo straightened his body and skillfully stretched out his injured little finger, "stretched it out. "
under the light, her small face is covered with a layer of honey luster, her big eyes are shining and looking at him for a moment, her small fan like eyelashes are blinking, and her cute little appearance loosens the man's tight eyebrows.
"That's troublesome."
make complaints about his lips, and the ink cold is very gentle. He picks up Luo's fingers and pastes a pink cat band aid.
The cool touch on the finger comes. Luo Luo is held by Mo lengqing like this. The finger he holds seems to have electric current flowing through, crisp and numb, flowing into her heart along that finger.
Luo Luo raises his eyes, but his wet eyes meet a deep sea like one.
Deep, cold, but in the cold, there is a little concern for her.
Care?
Does he care about her now?
For a moment, Luo Luo's heart beat faster.
Once, again.
In her heart, there is a deer bumping, but the man's cold voice is ringing at the moment.
"Did you drink?"
Huh???
Luo Luo reminds me that he forgot to spray perfume.
In the box, Ji Chuan poured too much wine into that silly fork. Although she vomited it out in the way of inducing vomiting, she could still smell the smell of wine if she smelt it carefully.
Mom
"That," Luo Luo muttered to his finger, "I often see my beautiful little brother and sister drinking on TV. I want to drink it too, so I taste it..."