Chapter 48: Wife, you must believe me

What's wrong with you, how can you see Mo Qing's look at him, and you can't even remember the business! Mo Qingli regretted that he had not investigated Mo Qingming just now, after all, the lives of so many people were ruined by Mo Qingying.
But when he saw the wind and dust, Mo Qingli's indignation suddenly turned into a river soft, soft spring water!
"Dust." Mo Qingli's eyes stared deeply at Fengchen Ling, and her lips opened slightly. "You, worried about me?"
Fengchen Ling heard the words, a flush of light fluttered on his face, "I ..." Then he looked at Mo Qingli shyly, biting his lips gently, and stopped speaking.
Mo Qingli smiled softly, flicked his long sleeves, and tightened Fengchenling again, and said gently in his ear, "Fool, with you, how can I be willing to do something for myself."
Wet, with a scent of fragrance, straight into the tip of Fengchen Ling, Fengchen trembled fiercely, eyes widened, "Wife ... wife, you ..."
The mist of water in his eyes was too late to fall, and it matched his appearance at this time, adding a touch of tenderness. Mo Qingli raised his hand and gently touched his nose, looking at his uncle's appearance, and he felt like he was wiping his honey, and he wanted to tease his mind.
"Dust, I see you're mostly sick!"
"My wife, I ..." Fengchen Ling's face became more and more red, as if bleeding could come. Of course, he knew what Mo Qingli meant. She promised herself that day, and when she was ill, she returned to a candle-lit night.
"Why is your face so red? Is it difficult to get sick?" Mo Qingli held back a smile and said disappointedly.
Fengchenling wouldn't let go of this opportunity, and waved his hands again and again, explaining, "No, it's not. I ... I would have been well for a long time. It would have been that night."
Speaking of the back, Fengchenling's voice gradually faded, but fell into Mo Qingli's ears without any drop.
That night was naturally the night disturbed by Mu Tianlang. Thinking of Mu Tianlang, Mo Qingli's heart was aching, but he hadn't seen him many times. Such a feeling really made her confused, and seemed a little inexplicable.
I lifted my eyes to see Feng Chenling's wonderful wings, her heart softened, her lips steadily fell to the corner of Feng Chenling's mouth, and she said softly, "Since you're sick, are you tonight to me?"
Fengchen Ling's head was almost buried in his chest, but surely, he was very happy and excited at this moment. Is she finally going to be her real man?
Mo Qingli smiled lightly, and the more spoiled he was, the more spoiled he was. She took hold of Fengchenling's hand and pulled him towards her room. Feng Chen Ling is a bit shy but more excited. The palm of his hand is sweating and stained on Mo Qingli's palm.
"Right, Chen Ling. What about the prince of the Fengyang dynasty?" Mo Qingli felt the sweat of Feng Chenling's palm, thinking that Feng Chenling was nervous, and he patted his hand with a smile, and found a topic casually, thinking Divert his attention.
But when Fengchenling heard it, it was another taste, "The wife and the wife just said so much, is it difficult to just want to hear about Fengqingju from the dustling?"
Mo Qingli lived for tens of thousands of years, but I don't know what Fengchenling thought at this moment, and sighed, "Nature is not. You have to keep a distance with him, Fengqing must not be this person ..." Simple.
Before he finished, he was interrupted in a hurry by the maid, "Princess ... Princess, prince, he is gone."
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