"You... You... You, get out!"

The brain's reason comes back, Mu Qiqi's first reaction is to push him away.

Every day, a word does not agree with the overwhelming, he is not tired, she is also tired, OK?

"You said you wanted to help me wash my clothes, and now I'm back on my word?"

Mo yanjue's words are full of teasing her indulgence, but Junrong is serious, which makes Muqiqi guilty for a while.

She really said she would help him wash his clothes, but now what's the matter with her confined in bed?

Blinking, she said angrily: "you get up, I'll help you wash."

Evil spirit of the hook lips, he slowly picked up her small chin, deep eyes coagulation her attractive red lips, light spit out a few words: "you help me off."

In an instant, anger dyed Mu Qiqi's good-looking eyebrows and eyes, and pushed him forcefully, "Mo Yan Jue, do you bully me every day? Is it really fun?"

Jun Rong smile, not slow, "you said to help me wash clothes, how can I play you?"

Besides, who should be angry at tempting him every day and not putting out the fire?

No reason!

"Take it off and I'll wash it for you!"

Mu Qiqi was impatient to be teased by him, staring at him with a pair of angry big eyes.

"I don't touch anything dirty!"

The domineering tone of the export, Muqiqi heart tip a tremor.

The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener intended to. He said that he didn't touch the dirty things... What about her?

her heart hurt like a needle.

Her face gray face retracted against his chest hand, voice weak: "you get up, I help you off."

Once again, Mo Yan Jue patronized happy, but did not notice the strange expression on Muqiqi's face. He turned over and sat on the bed, waiting for her to pick up his clothes. The feeling was wonderful to think about.

It's a pity that he didn't take off his pants when he fell asleep.

Left him with a cold back to the bathroom.

Mo Yan Jue's face is muddled, this is to make angry again?

People around him said that he was in a moody mood, but he felt that this woman was more difficult than him.

Finally, a bowl of small wonton was coaxed, and now she is angry again when she takes off her clothes. Is that a little too angry?

He got up and went back to his room to change his clothes.

When he came back, the man hiding in the bathroom washing clothes had not come out, which made him worried.

When he came to the bathroom door, he knocked on the door gently, "haven't you washed it yet?"

"Quick, almost ready."

In the bathroom, Muqiqi was out of his wits and kneaded his clothes. His heart didn't know where he had gone.

Suddenly heard Mo Yan Jue's voice, nervous some stuttering.

Her mind has been circling his words, "dirty things I do not touch!"

What to do?

What should she do in the future?

"Don't wash it. Leave it for the servants tomorrow." Mo Yan Jue felt that what he had done seemed to be a little excessive, so he said with good voice through the door.

At this time, Mu Qiqi didn't have a face to face him, bit his lips, and tried to say, "don't you have work to finish? You go, I'll be ready in a minute

Mo yanjue always felt that she was strange, but he didn't say anything. Indeed, he had a lot of things to deal with.

"Then you'll have an early rest after washing."

"Well, I see." Seemingly very relaxed tone to answer this sentence, two lines of tears along the corner of the eye quietly fell down.

Mo yanjue, can you be my dream? When you wake up, everything doesn't exist?

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