Chapter 817: Stealing a pair of babies

"Boy, you ... you ... cough! Cough! Cough!"

Grandpa Bai couldn't catch his breath, and he coughed a little.

"My dear grandfather, do you carelessly?"

Bai Mo quickly put down the chopsticks and rushed forward, and ran down the chest to Father Bai; for fear that Father Bai could not get angry and fainted.

"Boy, you're married, it's almost like a granddaughter for me!"

Father Bai took the opportunity to tell what he wanted. I also want to test what they think of each other.

"Marry her? Oh, then I'd rather go for a base or be a bachelor!"

Bai Mo said in a sullen tone.

But the speaker was unintentional, but the listener was attentive.

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

She had longed for the sparrow's dream of turning into a phoenix, and hoped that Cinderella could be seen by a noble prince, but when faced with Bai Mo, Yuan Duodoo realized that she had a crush on a noble prince How painful the girl should be!

Seeing Father Bai looking at himself, Yuan Duoduo immediately lowered his head to drink soup. She knew that Father Bai was really good to her, but ...

"Small boy, you've talked about it since you were a kid, you didn't know when you were a grandfather!"

Mr. Bai deliberately hit the road. He was distressed that Yuan Duoduo would be sad to hear Bai Mo's words.

"Then how do you want me to prove that‘ there is mouth and heart ’? If you have to force me to marry her, I ’ll wield a knife from the palace! This will always show my sincerity?

The harder Mr. Bai's matchmaking, the more rebellious Bai Mo became. The words spoken were unbearable.

Yuan Duoduo's mouth was about to bite.

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

He could sit with her at a table for dinner, presumably to please Grandpa White.

"Grandpa, I'm full ... I'm going back. Good night, Grandpa."

Sitting with Bai Mo, Yuan Duoduo was sitting on a needle felt. Every word of Bai Mo seemed to be severely tied to her apex.

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

Grandpa Bai could feel Yuan Duoduo's carelessness.

"Fuck, Yuan Xiaoqiang, shouldn't you be full of my words? So careful? You also claim to be Xiaoqiang who can't be killed!"

Bai Mo was ridiculous again.

"Rest assured, you can't talk to me! I would rather be a mistress to Mai Weimin than marry you like this!"

Yuan Duoduo was really confused by Bai Mo, and then he made these remarks in front of Father Bai.

After the second marriage, Mai Weimin once disturbed Yuan Duoduo several times. When she saw that Yuan Duoduo was still a single girl, she did not know how to be shameful in asking her to treat him as a lover. Yuan Duoduo slaps his head and refuses.

Yuan Duoduo knew that he shouldn't run out of the White Mansion so embarrassingly, that would only make Bai Mo look down on him even more. At the same time, it will make Grandpa Bai think she is an unclean girl!

It's not important anymore! I no longer need to maintain a good image in front of Father Bai.

Might as well make Father Bai think he is a scheming and dirty woman!

In fact, in those days of Bai Gongguan, Yuan Duoduo could also vaguely feel that Father Bai wanted to match himself with his love grandson.

It is estimated that Bai Mo did the kind of sorry to her, expressed guilt to her, and wanted to make up for this with the oldest wrong-for-wrong method.

But Mr. Bai's kindness, Yuan Duoduo really can't afford it!

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In the dim bag, there were more than a dozen women lined up with heavy makeup or bright makeup, or without applying pink daisies, or water from the hibiscus.

The prince is going to choose a concubine tonight, but that is a golden opportunity. You can go to the sky in one step, from a sparrow to a phoenix.

So the whole night village was a sensation. All kinds of fat ring Yan Yan thin together.

A bottle of Lafite entered the throat, Bai Mo wasn't very drunk, maybe it was a long time that the wine didn't stick, it just happened to be drunk.

He saw a woman, a woman wearing a chiffon skirt and ankle-length.

Bai Mo remembers Yuan Duoduo likes to wear long skirts, and they are all ankle-length.

Before Bai Mo thought: Yuan Duoduo wore a long dress to cover things like scars on his legs, but there was a chance when Bai Moo was sleeping on Yuan Duoduo, that is, when she was on the sofa in Baiguo's room. He sneaked over Yuan Duoduo's legs:

Very beautiful and healthy; a pair of strong, long legs that are not as slender and powerful as ordinary women.

But when Bai Mo lifted the woman's long dress, she saw a pair of delicate legs wrapped in black silk. Bai Mo immediately lost interest and waved her away.

"Get off ... get me away! Don't shake in front of Uncle Ben! Uncle Ben gets angry at you ..."

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Yuan Duodoo, who was returned to the small apartment by the butler, did not feel sad for long.

Why do you feel sad? Could it be that he was really ridiculing and ridiculing for Bai Mo?

unnecessary.

He was high above her, and she fell into the dust, and there should have been no intersection between them.

He didn't love her, and even hated her, it was purely reasonable. Why did he care about his opinion of himself!

Yuan Duoduo washed and fell asleep;

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

Who? Feng Xinglang? Drunk came to her again to find Lin Xueluo?

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

Yuan Duoduo glanced out from the cat's eyes, and saw that the harassing man turned out to be humiliating Bai Mo only two hours ago.

She certainly won't open the door.

But when she looked out for a second look, she immediately opened the door.

Because it was this more glance that made Yuan Duoduo see Bai Mo, whose blood was flowing on his forehead.

"Bai Mo, what's wrong with your forehead? Wouldn't it have been hit by Grandpa Bai?"

But Bai Mo stared at Yuan Duoduo coldly, hissing and asked, "Who do you want to be a wife to?"

"..." The two biaozi arrived at her in the middle of the night just to ask her this?

"You can't control it!"

Yuan Duoduo said coldly.

Before Yuan Duoduo turned around, Bai Mo kissed Yuan Duoduo's lips stiffly, suppressed her hands, and drove her body to fall on that double sofa together.

Yuan Duoduo had no time to say anything, and was kissed by Bai Mo.

The blood on Bai Mo's forehead stuck to Yuan Duoduo's cheek; she could not see Bai Mo's face, but she could feel the presence of Bai Mo.

It exists in two ways.

Until the moment the rice was cooked, Yuan Duoduo didn't seem to understand: Why didn't he push this man away?