Suddenly, she quickly took out his hands, and suddenly pushed Simao outward.

Si Mo quenching can not prevent, directly rolling out of bed.

Then, the gauze curtain fell, blocking the figure of moqingge.

On the bed, came the murmurong full of provocative voice: "old monster, you are too unthinkable, you are a hairy boy without meat. Go and clean it up. I'm afraid I'll pollute my eyes. " And then there was laughter.

Si Mo sits on the ground, angry and smiling.

"This grinding goblin!" Simao stood up and comforted himself in his heart: "xiaoge'er is still young. I can't hurt her. Be patient, be patient. "

Hearing the sound of closing the door, mu Qingge's laughter stopped suddenly.

Hiding in the bed, she leaned to her side, her back to the outside of the tent, clenched the quilt corners tightly with her hands, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Her wild laughter was just a cover up for her nervousness.

Her composure was nothing but a disguise. God knows, she was so afraid that the old monster could not control her just now. She really put her in the right place.

By then, she would have set herself on fire! And I lost my name!

……

This night, mu Qingge had a bad sleep.

In the dream, I always dream of some beautiful pictures. Although the painting style is still of scale, it is enough to make her wake up in the red face and heartbeat.

"People who have lived two lives have a dream of spring!" Lying on the bed of Mu light song, raised his hand to knock on his head, angrily murmured.

Knock and knock -

outside the door, a knock on the door suddenly makes mu Qingge stand up and ask, "who?"

"Little song." The deep and magnetic sound in the past is like a mellow old wine, which makes people indulge in it. Today, but like the evening drum and morning bell, let Mu light song instantly become sober.

"Wait a minute." Mu Qingge's busy way.

Immediately, he immediately lowered his head to check if there was anything wrong with him.

After seeing this, she found that her magic device had been repaired. Now she has become the charming and charming young man.

Inexplicably relieved, mu Qingge lifted the quilt and got up. At the same time, to the humanity outside the door: "enter."

With permission, the closed door was pushed open.

A corner of the white robe was exposed. On the brocade robe, there are some dark flowers embroidered with superior embroidery thread, which not only decorates the pure white brocade robe, but also looks low-key and noble.

Mu Qingge looks at the exposed robe, and his sight moves up slowly

When she saw the visitor clearly, she couldn't help but pick her eyebrows and blurted out, "what are you playing with?"

"Play?" Into the Si Mo, do not know why to look at her.

Seeing her obviously looking at his clothes, he couldn't help but look down at himself.

However, did not find anything wrong, he had to raise his head to ask Xiangmu light Song: "my clothes are not bad?"

Mu light song shook his head, looking at him in the heart abdominal Fei: where is not good, simply too good.

People have already grown rare in the world, and they are very beautiful. In the past, he was dressed up like a God, not easy to get close to. Today, mu Qingge looks at his close fitting white robe, and his lapels and cuffs are still decorated with noble and mysterious purple. Although there is no gem ornament on the waist belt, it is embroidered with mysterious patterns, which will not appear cheap at all.

Si Mo has always been long hair, rarely tied up.

What's more, his hair is very long, all the way down to the ankle, elegant and flexible.

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