Chapter 817

"Smelly boy, you You Cough! Cough! Cough

Old man Bai couldn't catch his breath. He coughed.

"My dear grandfather, take it easy."

Bai Mo quickly puts down the chopsticks and rushes forward, and gives them to master Bai along his chest. He is afraid that master Bai will faint because he is not angry.

"Smelly boy, if you marry many flowers, you can be my granddaughter-in-law."

Master Bai took the opportunity to say what he thought. I also want to test what they think about each other.

"Marry her? Hehe, I'd rather be a bachelor or a bachelor

White Mo PI Qi uninhibited tone said.

But the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Yuan Duoduo originally had an inferiority complex. When Bai Mo said that, her heart hurt.

She longed for the dream that a sparrow would turn into a Phoenix, and also hoped that Cinderella would be liked by a noble prince. But when she faced Bai Mo, Yuan Duoduo realized how painful it should be for Cinderella to fall in love with a noble prince secretly!

Seeing the white man looking at him, Yuan Duoduo immediately lowered his head to drink soup. She knew that master Bai was really good to her, but

"Smelly boy, you've been duplicating since you were a child. You don't know when you are a grandfather!"

Old man Bai is trying to make things right. He felt sorry for yuan Duoduo. He would be sad to hear Bai Mo's words.

"How do you want me to prove that" mouth is heart "? If you have to force me to marry her, I'll go to the palace with a knife! Can I always express my sincerity? "

The harder master Bai tries to make up, the more rebellious Baimo is. What you say is not pleasant to the ear.

Yuan Duoduo's teeth are almost broken.

She knew that Baimo didn't like her, but she didn't know Baimo hated her so much.

He was able to eat at the same table with her, presumably entirely to please grandpa Bai.

"Grandfather, I'm full I'm going back. Good night, grandfather

Sitting with Bai Mo, Yuan Duoduo is on pins and needles. Every word of Bai Mo seems to be on her heart.

"That's enough? You haven't eaten much yet. "

Old man Bai can feel yuan Duoduo's sadness.

"Damn, Yuan Xiaoqiang, you are not full of my words, are you? So careful? He also claimed that he was an immortal Xiaoqiang! "

Baimo was sarcastic again.

"Don't worry, your words don't annoy me! I'd rather be Mai Weimin's mistress than marry a dandy like you! "

Yuan Duoduo was really confused by Bai Mo, so he said these words in front of him.

After his second marriage, Mai Weimin came to harass yuan Duoduo several times. When seeing that Yuan Duoduo is still a single girl, she shamelessly asks her to be a lover for him. Yuan Duoduo was mercilessly slapped and refused.

Yuan Duoduo knows that he shouldn't run out of Bai mansion in such a mess, which will only make Bai Mo look down upon him even more. At the same time, it will make old man Bai feel that she is a dirty girl!

It doesn't matter anymore! I no longer need to maintain a good image in front of the white master.

It's better to let master Bai think that he is a scheming and dirty woman!

In fact, in those days of Bai's residence, Yuan Duoduo could also vaguely feel that old man Bai wanted to match himself with his beloved grandson.

It is estimated that Baimo has done something sorry for her, expressed guilt for her, and wanted to make up for something with the oldest way of making mistakes.

But the white old man's good intentions, Yuan Duoduo really can not afford!

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in the dark luxury bag, there are more than ten women in a row, either with heavy makeup, or without makeup, or with fresh water.

The prince is going to choose a concubine tonight. It's a golden opportunity. You can go from sparrow to Phoenix.

So the whole night villa was a sensation. There are all kinds of fat and thin.

A bottle of Lafite goes into the throat. Baimo is not very drunk. Maybe it's because he hasn't been drinking for a long time. He is just drunk and confused.

He saw a woman, a woman in a chiffon skirt, ankle long.

Bai Mo remembers that Yuan Duoduo likes to wear long skirts, which are ankle long.

Before, Bai Mo thought that Yuan Duoduo wore a long skirt to cover the scars on his legs. But when he had a chance, Bai Mo secretly saw yuan Duoduo's legs when Yuan Duoduo was asleep, that is, when he was on the sofa in Bai mansion's room:

they were very beautiful and healthy; they were not as delicate and strong as ordinary women.

But when Baimo lifted the woman's skirt, she saw a pair of slender legs wrapped in black silk. Baimo immediately lost interest and waved away to signal her to go away.

"Go away Get the hell out of here! Don't shake in front of me! I'm angry when I look at you... "*

yuan Duoduo, who was sent back to his apartment by Butler Bai, was not sad for long.

Why are you sad? Is it really for Baimo's sarcasm?

It's not necessary.

He is high above, she is low into the dust, there should be no intersection between them.

It is only reasonable for him not to love her or even hate her. Why should he care what he thinks of himself!

Yuan Duoduo washed and fell asleep, but he couldn't sleep.

An hour later, she was awakened by a violent knock on the door.

Who? Feng Xinglang? Drunk again to make trouble with her, looking for Lin xueluo?

This is the only unexpected guest yuan Duoduo can think of.

Yuan Duoduo looked out of the cat's eye and saw that the intruder had humiliated Bai Mo two hours ago.

Of course she won't open the door.

But when she took a second look, she immediately opened the door.

Because it is this more look, let yuan Duoduo see the forehead is flowing blood white.

"Baimo, what's wrong with your forehead? Isn't it grandpa Bai? "

But Bai Mo stares at Yuan Duoduo coldly, and hisses: "who do you want to be a woman?"

“……” The two young men came to her in the middle of the night just to ask her this?

"You don't care!"

Yuan Duoduo coldly replied.

Before Yuan Duoduo turns around, Bai Mo kisses yuan Duoduo's lips, presses her hands, drives her body and falls on the double sofa.

Yuan Duoduo had no time to say anything, so he was kissed by Bai mo.

The blood in front of Baimo's forehead flows on Yuan Duoduo's cheek; she can't see Baimo's face clearly, but she can feel the existence of Baimo.

It exists in two ways.

Until the moment when rice is ready to cook, Yuan Duoduo seems to wonder: why didn't he push away the man?