Chapter 228

The next day.

Early in the morning, Mo Qingge wakes up and feels uncomfortable all over her body like she's gone.

Just about to get up, a slender big hand took her into his arms, instantly pasted on the cold chest.

"Gee, I'm hungry." Man's voice is very nice.

Mo Qingge

This guy didn't eat enough all night. He just woke up and said he was hungry.

She should never, never, never challenge a man's dignity like that yesterday. It's all self imposed!

If it goes on like this, she won't get out of bed today.

"Uncle Huang, it's time for us to go." So, she excuse prevaricate, quickly get up, dressed.

At this time, the beauty uncle is staring at her, eyes are full of tenderness, three thousand hair down, the devil dust.

She looked at it, and she felt an impulse to jump on it.

"Uncle Huang, why don't you get up?" Seeing that he looked at himself without squinting, Mo Qingge asked.

"My hands hurt and I can't move. I need Ge'er to change clothes for me." Man's lips, hanging a faint smile.

Mo Qingge

Hand pain?

This guy, why didn't he shout his hand hurt last night?

Seeing her standing in the same place quietly, Gu Mian Mo continued to tease: "if the song doesn't come back, I'll die of pain."

Mo Qingge, a second of shame.

How can it be so exaggerated?

However, she still moved gently, close to the past, the next second, he pulled into his arms.

"You..." Mo Qingge was gently encircled by his big hand and said angrily, "now your hand doesn't hurt?"

Then, she went straight to the subject and said, "Uncle Huang, don't you want to change clothes for you?"

"Don't move. Let me hold you for a while." Gu Yumo's voice, tender bewitching, sniffing the girl's light fragrance, never want to let go.

Mo Qingge sighed a little, some helpless.

It's too greasy and crooked.

If you let uncle Huang's men see the demon emperor's sticky picture, how would they feel?

"What is Ge'er thinking?" Seeing that she was a little distracted, Gu Mian Mo asked faintly.

"Nothing..."

The man's lips, gently fell on her cheek, the tone is gentle: "Ge'er, don't worry, uncle Huang will be responsible for you."

His voice was sincere and earnest, without any sense of jest.

The atmosphere, as if ambiguous to the extreme, stirred the heart strings of Mo Qingge, slightly "clattered" for a while, more joy.

After that, the beauty uncle belonged to her completely.

For a long time, Mo Qingge helps him to change his clothes. They plan to set out for the northern underworld.

Before leaving, Mo Liang found it.

"Mo, I wasn't here yesterday. How was it?" Mo Liang's tone is slightly serious.

"What's the situation?" He didn't understand what Mo Liang meant.

"Naturally, it's the interrogation." Mo Liang blurted out, "it's very important. You can't just turn a blind eye to it!"

"Well." He was careless.

"Hey, I'm not kidding you." Mo Liang saw his indifference, and immediately became angry. He said, "the person who plotted against you is a deathtrap. Someone in the divine world must regard you as a thorn in the eye. Don't forget it!"

Gu Mian ink lips slightly hook, noncommittal: "with the divine world artifact person, may not be in the divine world."

"Do you know who it is?" Mo Liang's eyes suddenly brightened.

"Not sure."

Mo Liang pondered for a moment and asked, "is it the emperor?"

If they are not from the divine world, there are only a few people who have the ability to plot against the world.

If you think about it this way, the emperor is very suspicious.

"Come back." Gu mianmo is too lazy to talk to him.

"Where are you going? Don't say half a word. Hey, let's make it clear first..."

Gu quilt Mo Xiu eyebrow tiny Cu, slightly some displeasure: "didn't see I have business?"

"What's your business?" Mo Liang looked at him in a daze.

"With Madame." He opened his thin lips and blurted out.

The dog food that he pasted one face, Mo Liang immediately language is blocked, gas does not hit a place, angrily scold a way: "see color forget righteousness of faint king!"

Is it necessary for this guy to show up in front of him?

"You old fox, who has no wife, won't understand." Who knows, he still ridicules such a sentence.

"You..." Mo Liang has an impulse to kill him every minute.

This guy, how can he say he's old?

I can't bear it!

"You call me old? Young man, I'm young and in my prime. Where am I old? " Mo was so cool that he could not help but look at Mo Qingge and asked, "Qingge, do you think I'm old? Where do you think I'm getting old? "

Mo Qingge embarrassed smile: "Mo Liangjun, you really care about age."

Mo Liang's evil face looked like a teenager. He couldn't see that the fox was more than 1000 years old.

"Geer, ignore him. Let's go."

Gu Mian Mo didn't want to hear the fox's noise any more, so he took the girl's hand and left the inner hall.

Mo Liang, however, was not reconciled. He cursed at his back and said, "Gu Mian Mo, please make it clear to me. Hey, stop..."

He snorted coldly, and his anger soared three Zhang high: "Gu mianmo, wait for me to beat you. I'll be the first to kill you!"

At this time, Chu trace just came in from outside the hall, and saw Mo Liang's exasperated appearance, also confused.

"Mo Liangjun, what's the matter with you?"

Mo Liang turned his head, threw a sad look at Chu trace, pulled his sleeve: "brother, you look at me, seriously answer my question!"

His tone is very serious.

"Why?" Chu scar suddenly surprised, face also serious a lot.

Is there something wrong with the rebels?

Just as he thought about it, he was restless, but Mo Liang said:

"Do you think I'm old?"

"..." Chu Chen had a black thread. Unexpectedly, he suddenly asked himself this kind of question, "what do you want me to do?"

"Just answer me." Mo Liang wants to know the answer.

Chu Chen, who had always been calm, replied solemnly: "Mr. Mo Liang is only 1700 years old. For the age of the monster, he is very young, so he is not old."

What's more, his evil face can't match the old one.

"Brother, you still have a good eye and can talk." Mo Liang cold hum a, this just got a little comfort, "Gu Mo that dog thing, just said I am old, you say, he is blind?"

"Cough, Mr. Mo Liang, don't talk nonsense to your majesty!" Chu trace quickly interrupted his words, the facial expression is serious.

The ink is cool. It's always out of proportion.

"Well, what is he, your majesty? He's a fool Mo Liang snorted coldly, but he was not able to breathe.

"Mo Liangjun, don't be rude!" Chu Chen scolded coldly, and then began to reason, "Your Majesty is the king, you are the minister, you have to memorize the ceremony of the king and minister in your heart, so there is no big or small, what kind of system..."

"All right, all right!" Mo Liang interrupted him and rolled his eyes, "I won't tell you, brother!"

He forgot that Chu Chen was an old stubborn man. He had a headache to listen to, except to reason with him seriously all day long, that is, to make him abide by the rites of kings and ministers.

Can't communicate, really can't communicate.

"Mo Liangjun, where are you going?" Chu trace tiny Cu eyebrow, ask a way.

"I'll help you judge the prisoners!" Leaving this sentence, Mo Liang left the inner hall.

"Alas." Chu trace sighed helplessly, "it's not big or small. It's really outrageous!"

How can you help your majesty manage the northern famine?