Chapter 319

Take a deep breath and Lolo comes to the villa.

"Where have you been, you girl?" After drinking health tea, the old man who wanted to go upstairs to have a rest looked at Luo Luo's wet body and frowned discontentedly.

"I went out to play." Luo Luo is light.

Master Mo only thinks Luoluo today is a little strange, but he can't tell exactly what's strange.

"You child, you went out to play alone without an umbrella." The old man frowned, "sister-in-law song, take her to take a hot bath, change into clean clothes, and cook her some ginger tea to dispel the cold."

"Yes."

Sister song took Luo Luo to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, the warm water slowly flows through her body, seems to be able to wash away her fatigue. Luo Luowei tilts his neck to enjoy the rare moment of peace.

After the bath, Lolo put on a Pink Plush nightgown and went back to her room.

The room was shrouded in darkness.

There seems to be a choking smell of tobacco in the room.

It's like someone's smoking in there.

Vaguely, there are some subtle sounds coming from inside.

Is mo lengqing in this room?

Luo Luo turns on the wall lamp. The moment the light turns on, he sees the man sitting on the sofa not far away with a cigarette butt in his long finger.

Warm orange light shrouded the tall figure of the man, adding a bit of warmth to him.

His always cold and deep facial contour seems to be a little softer.

"You're back." The man slowly raised his eyes, pinched out the cigarette butt in his hand, and said.

"Well." Luo Luo wiped his half dry hair and didn't want to talk nonsense.

She perfunctorily responded to Mo lengqing and sat in front of the dresser, combing her hair.

It's just that her hair is in a mess, just like a bird's nest. The hair just combed and washed is very wet, and it's not easy to comb together.

Luo Luo was in a gloomy mood when he saw Mo lengqing. In this way, he was even more upset.

In her impatience, she tore off a strand of her long hair.

"I'll do it."

The voice of men's sexy magnetism rings behind Lolo.

Then, the man came slowly towards her. He took the comb from Luo Luo's hand and put it in the palm of his hand. With the other hand, he picked up Luo Luo's long hair and wanted to comb it for her.

What does that mean?

At the bottom of my heart, I feel bored. Thinking of what he did with Lin Yurou last night, Luo Luo's heart is like something sour is fermenting.

"Go away, I don't want you to comb me!" Luo falls to look back, round rolling apricot Mou stares at him one eye, plan to comb oneself afresh.

Little things have always been very docile to themselves, this is the first time that she so rebelled against themselves.

Mo lengqing is a little surprised. He holds Luo Luo's wet long hair with a good temper, but his other hand is slightly raised when Luo Luo grabs the comb, so that she can't reach it.

"I'll comb it for you."

He repeated with a good temper.

Luo Luo couldn't beat him, so he had to go on.

She looked in the mirror in a daze.

In the mirror, the girl's face just after taking a bath seems to have been dyed by fog, pink and tender, like peach blossom in early spring.

Her long wet hair was held in the palm of the man's slender fingers. The other hand of the man carefully combed it for her, and her face was full of serious attention.

In this scene, the years are quiet.

She even has the illusion of being spoiled.

Unfortunately, it's just an illusion.

If she is not a little fool now, if she is Ye Ling now, I'm afraid she will put a knife on the man's neck and question him directly.

But now, she's a little fool.