Chapter 102

"Yes?" The servant took the order and said, "I'm sorry, Qingge girl. We are also for your safety. If you don't open the door, we have to push it open!"

After that, the servant gestured, and more than ten servants behind him came forward one after another and began to push the door.

Hearing the movement of pushing the door, Mo Qingge seems to be a little flustered. He holds Gu Mian's arm: "Uncle Huang, you hide first!"

This kind of trouble can be avoided or avoided as far as possible.

"Why hide from them?" Gu Mian Mo is not in a hurry.

"Hide first. You're a man of unknown origin. They will see you later. Even if you jump into the Yellow River, you won't be able to wash it!" Mo Qingge doesn't know how to explain it to him.

Bang bang——

Listening to the constant noise of pushing the door outside, I saw the door was about to be pushed open.

"Song er..."

Gu Mian's words had not yet been spoken, and Mo Qingge had no choice but to stand on tiptoe. The small lips of cherry lips directly covered his ice lips, indicating that he would not speak for the time being.

Light and flint like cool, across the bottom of my heart.

The next second, Mo Qingge directly pushed him down on the bed, pressed him up, always kissing his ice lips, conveniently covered the quilt, leaving her head outside.

"Uncle Huang, don't move yet." Mo Qingge held his body tightly in his hands and whispered in his ear.

The light voice blew through his ears and stirred his heart.

This goblin!

Bang——

Then, the door was pushed open, just right, if Mo Qingge's action was just a second later, it would be found.

Pushing the door open, Mrs. Jiang came in and saw that there was no light in the room. She could only vaguely see Mo Qingge lying on the bed, only showing her head.

Because of the thick bedding and the general light, there was no one hidden under her.

It's strange. How can there be no one?

Isn't it said that Mo Qingge has a private meeting with a strange man?

Mo Qing opened his mouth in a daze, pretending not to wake up: "hmm? Who's in? I'm asleep... "

As a result, Mrs. Jiang's phalanx curled up tightly, Xuanli slowly gathered and swept around the whole room without perceiving any Xuanli fluctuation and other people's breath.

She is xuanhun strength, her judgment, will not make a mistake!

It seems that there won't be the first person in this room except Mo Qingge.

"It's OK. I'm just worried about your safety. Come in and have a look." If she can't find fault, Mrs. Jiang has to give it up.

"Oh, it's Mrs. Jiang. Shall I get up to meet her?" Mo Qingge light way, "however, my clothes can all take off."

Mrs. Jiang, with more than a dozen servants, came prepared.

The whole Yunhua hall, can go to Mrs. Jiang that complain, also only next door Dongyuan two sisters.

OK, this account is in her mind!

"No, have a good rest." Mrs. Jiang left this sentence and called her servant to leave the room.

Mo Qingge was a little relieved.

When I came back, I felt that the breath of people under me was a little low, and it was very low.

Close distance, through the dim moonlight outside the window, can vaguely see the delicate outline of his face, as well as the narrow eyelashes, beautiful and slightly drunk.

"Well, the man is gone." Mo Qingge is about to get up, but she takes it back with a big hand.

As a result of inertia, lips and lips gently touched once, like an electric shock.

What does he want?

"Song." Gu Mian Mo's low voice bit her ear gently. "You're responsible for the fire you set up yourself."

Smelling the faint fragrance of the girl, he felt restless again. He wanted to get her right.

He boasted that he had strong self-control, but all his heart was like water. In front of this girl, he suddenly collapsed and disappeared.

This girl is really a goblin!

Suddenly, Mo Qingge was flustered and touched his hot chest. His heart beat so hard that he got up in a hurry and tried to calm down.

It can't be like this any more, or she will suffer in a while.

"Uncle Huang." So, Mo Qingge stretched out her hand and pointed out from the window, "there is a small pond outside the courtyard, just to calm you down!"

The girl's lips were slightly crooked, with a faint smile.

"Geer ~" someone's voice was slightly resentful. "It's so cold outside. Do you have the heart to let uncle Huang become a drowned chicken?"

Mo Qingge's face is still unchanged, with a faint smile on her lips. She seems to be saying that it's not negotiable!

Even if she lit the fire herself, she still dare not put it out!

Moonlight, clear on the girl's delicate face, touching.

"Well, dead girl, you wait for me!"

Helpless, Gu Mian Mo sighed a little, white figure light jump out of the window.

The next second, "poop" and jump into the pond.

Cool heart

Mo Qingge leans on the windowsill and looks at the splashing water in the pond. He can't help but smile.

In my heart, there are some inexplicable subtle feelings.

At this time, the small meow also prone in the window, also pretended to exclaim: "master, this man is not bad, quickly accept him!"

"Do you want to talk too much?" Mo Qingge gives it a white eye.

"Hum." The small meow Ao Ao Jiao Leng hum a, low voice murmur a way, "that you can have to hold, don't turn head to be accepted by others!"

The voice of this sentence is very small, Mo Qingge naturally did not hear it.

Cool for a moment, Gu Yinmo returned to the room, a suit of plain brocade white clothes has been completely dry, even three thousand green silk is not a mess.

"Uncle Huang, it's getting late. It's time for me to rest." Mo Qingge's words imply that he should go out.

"Well, sleep." Gu Mian's ink surface didn't change color, and he didn't mean to go.

"Then you..." Mo Qingge had to continue to hint, "you see, I have only one bed here."

"Well, I don't mind."

Mo Qingge

I mind! Do you mind?

"We're not married yet. It's not suitable for us to have a single man and a few girls in the same room." Mo Qing song pressed his anger, "if you insist on staying, you can only sleep on the floor."

Let's get out of the way!

Mo Qingge has made full psychological preparation. She thinks that this guy may have a tough attitude, may be shameless and think of thousands of possibilities.

But sleep on the floor, delicate and touching eyes, and looking at her in a pathetic way, saying: "song, you have the heart to let uncle Huang sleep on the floor?"

The innocent tone, low and gentle voice, narrow eyelashes slightly moving, with a shocking face, but also with a little pathetic.

Mo Qingge usually dislikes the tough guy's coquetry, but this man's suspected coquetry tone doesn't make people feel nauseous, it just makes people move and sink!

She lost, she lost!

"OK, I sleep on the floor!" This is the last stubbornness of Mo Qingge.

Just got up, she was a big hand hoop back, along with the situation pulled on the bed, pulled into his arms, covered with brocade quilt.