He was really fierce in his heart, opened his small mouth and bit his throat fiercely.
hiss……
Master Li took a breath of air, and immediately saw two curved red stamps on his throat.
Originally received this kind of stimulation, the wine should wake up a lot. But Li Ye is by no means an ordinary person, and maybe even has some special hobby.
Therefore, the more exciting, the higher the certain flame in Li Ye's heart.
Breathing, hotter, hot lips, desperately covered.
"Die'er... Die'er..."
No matter how much Lin Moge dodges, he couldn't break free of his shackles, his small face was held tightly by him, and he kissed him domineeringly and rudely.
Hot, strong taste of wine, and taste that belongs only to him.
She was so caught off guard that filled her nerves.
However, she heard his two low calls very clearly!
This **** scum turned her into another woman!
boom! ! !
Thunder on the ground.
The words that Bai Ruoxue said in the shooting location suddenly hit.
Bai Ruoxue said that the two of them are just substitutes for Die'er!
At first, she didn't believe it!
However, now I heard this man calling her Die'er with my own ears! Uncle can bear it, but aunt can not bear it!
Before his mind was completely eroded by him, he seemed to have caught something hard and cold, and then, fiercely, smashed him on the head with all her anger!
boom!
"what!……"
He whispered, his painful expression distorted, the corners of his mouth twitched, and instantly let go of her sweet lips.
Covering the back of his head that was almost smashed, he dullly uttered a few words, "Die'er is much gentler than you..."
"Then you go find your gentle Die'er? What do you come to do with me! Who is rare that you are here!?"
She gritted her teeth, struggled hard, and escaped from under him.
Well, even if he didn't regard her as a substitute for that kind of Die'er, what makes Die'er gentler than her?
No matter how bad her Lin Moge is, will he use it for comparison?
Does this guy really treat her as a sick cat?
Do whatever you want to do?
"I... rare..."
Quan Jianli only felt dizzy in his head, and couldn't even speak clearly.
The woman in front of him is getting farther and farther away from him, as if to leave him forever.
Anxiously trying to grasp, start, but there is a burst of emptiness.
As if there is only endless air, nothing can be caught or caught.
"It's rare for your uncle! Do you think I will believe something? It's rare for your Dieer to go!"
Lin Moge cursed, only to realize that he was holding the flower pot that was kicked down by this girl just now.
and……
It seems to be reversed.
The one who hit Quan Jianli's head, besides the hard flower pot, was also half a cactus...
amount……
"You asked for this, you can't rely on me if you die..."
"What...what..."
Quan Jianli grumbled and closed her eyes, not knowing whether she passed out or fell asleep drunk.
When Lin Moge put the flowerpot back in place and looked back, the servant was already lying on the ground, sleeping dimly.
Take a look at the messy entrance, and then look at the man who fell on the ground and exudes alcohol, like a dead body, gritted his teeth, grabbed his arm, and dragged it outside.
The tall and straight body became heavier because of drunkenness.
"Asshole! Every time I get drunk, I mess up my old lady!"
She gritted her teeth.
Last time in Zhuxueyuan, the servant was also drunk and pretended to sleep on the balcony. In the end, she took a lot of effort to drag him back to the bedroom.
This time it's all right, drag it directly into the corridor!
However, she would have been kind to her by not throwing him downstairs.
Who made this **** run drunk crazy without a word?
And what else did she say is not as good as Die'er!
Humph.
When I thought of this, the little pity I had just now disappeared in an instant.
During the dragging process, Quan Jianli's shoes were torn off by her.
The shirt was also stained with stains, and his head was even more terrible.
Lin Moge clapped his hands and glanced at the embarrassed man, like a non-recyclable garbage thrown out of the door, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
Quan Jianli, Quan Jianli, you also have today?
A cold snort, bang!
Slam the door firmly.
At the same time, a black object flew out from the door, traversed a beautiful arc, and landed firmly on Quan Jianli's back. It was the precious crocodile leather shoe.
The chaotic night finally stopped.
Satisfied, she got back into the warm bed and continued her dream...
The dark night slowly faded.
When the morning sun shines into the room, but has not yet fallen on Lin Moge...
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
A quick knock on the door awakened her from her dream.
Lin Moge's anger rose sharply. He didn't sleep well last night. Who is so short-eyed! Come to bother her early in the morning! ?
Since she stopped being a neighbor with Lin Chubai, she finally had a birthday a few days later, so why did she start again!
Rubbing her hair like a bird's nest indiscriminately, wearing cute little cherry **** pajamas, she went to open the door.
"Which bastard!... Yue Yong? Why are you?"
Before she vented her angry complaint, she was frightened by the tall and burly figure of the man standing outside the door and took a step back.
"Um...Miss Lin!" Yue Yong obviously didn't expect Lin Moge to be so temperamental, and he was a bit embarrassed for a while.
After all, he had seen Miss Lin look drunk before.
Even Li Ye didn't know her. And that time, it left a lot of damage and shadow on Yue Yong's fragile little heart.
Therefore, as soon as she saw her angry look, Yue Yong would be cautious of her trembling.
However, he is here to inquire about sins now, not to be stunned.
He glanced at Li who was lying on the ground, swallowed his saliva, and courageously asked, "That...Miss Lin, why does my Li master sleep here?"
Lin Moge raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced back, only to see the man lying on the floor.
The posture was exactly the same as when she was thrown out yesterday, almost never moved.
Although she was a little guilty, she didn't know the truth thanks to Yue Yong and didn't plan to admit it.
He gritted his teeth and straightened his chest, "You said it's your master Li, maybe he has any special hobbies? He sleeps wherever he likes to sleep. You have to ask him, why ask me!?"
Yue Yong was choked out of a word.
It seems to be such a reason.
However, Li Ye never looked like this before.
After Miss Lin left, Ye Li was drunk every day, but at least he knew his family.
He originally thought that Master Li's condition would improve after Miss Lin came back.
But I didn't expect it, but it was even more serious!
Looking at Yue Yong's simple and honest appearance, Lin Moge knew that he had scared him, so he didn't continue to pester him.
Just planning to help him wake up the man, the phone rang suddenly.
Looked into the room, then looked at Yue Yong, bang!
Close the door.
He hurriedly ran back to the bedroom, and when he saw the name displayed on the phone, his eyes lit up, and the one who smiled was brilliant.
It seemed completely different from the fierce woman just now.
"Is it Susan? What happened to the baby?"
She could faintly hear a faint sob inside.
A woman’s voice came from the other end of the phone, “Mo Ge, the little baby has been crying since last night. He didn’t listen to anything I said. I finally coaxed to sleep for a while, but I didn’t expect to cry again... …"
Lin Moge's heart tightened, "It's okay Susan, let me talk to the baby."
"Baby, it's mother..."
"Mommy mommy……"
The little guy on the other end of the phone stopped crying as soon as he heard the word mom.
Then, rustled up and answered the phone, the milky voice of milk softly passed into Lin Moge's ears, "Mom...wow..."
"Baby, mother told me that Grandma Wolf likes crying children the most...Does the baby want to be caught by Grandma Wolf?"
Sure enough, as soon as the little guy heard of the wolf grandmother who was most afraid, he immediately honest.
"The baby won't cry... Grandma Wolf... won't come!"
The smile on Lin Moge's face became more gentle when he thought of the cute appearance of the little guy who was scared and endured crying.
It seems to emit a halo of circles.
"The baby is so good! The baby tells her mother, why are you crying?" She asked patiently.
"Mom...big...big..." The little guy hesitated, knowing what he was going to say, but he couldn't say it, his mouth slumped anxiously, and he almost cried again.
"A picture of a big pervert? Baby, are you missing the picture of a big pervert?" Lin Moge suddenly guessed what the little guy meant.
"Well! Can't find it!" The little guy yucked.
Lin Moge smiled knowingly. In order to let the baby know what her father looks like, she has been letting the baby look at the picture of the boyfriend since childhood.
However, every time the baby looks at his photos, it will stinks.
And the kind that is very smooth.
She also consulted a baby counselor on purpose. The counselor said that there is no big relationship, and it may just be a normal emotion of the baby.
Looking at this kind of photo can easily stimulate the baby's excretion emotions, so this happens.
So later, Lin Moge simply posted someone's photo in the bathroom for the baby to watch.
Sure enough, the baby is very smooth every time.
This saves her a lot of heart.
However, sometimes the baby is too engrossed because of the smell, so he plays with the photo and finally loses it.
That's why she thought of this.
"Then mom asks Aunt Susan to find the baby's abnormal photos, okay?" Lin Moge coaxed patiently, "Mom will give the baby a few more pictures!"
"En! Drifting!..." The little guy learned another sentence, breaking his tears into a smile.
The lovely tone adjustment made Lin Moge laugh.
"The baby is so good, mom loves you! Come and kiss..."
"Trojan horse! Trojan horse!" The little guy hugged his mobile phone and gave a crazy kiss.
Lin Moge called this comfort in his heart, but because of this he missed the baby even more.
After hanging up the phone, she searched through the photos in the phone, only to find a serious problem. After she came back, she changed her phone!
There is no picture of that **** in it!
Blinking and looking outside the door, suddenly got an idea.
Stepping on the slippers, rushed to the hallway, choked.