Dou Po starts with capturing the goddess

Chapter 279 How is the Master?
"Huh? Sister Yafei, Chen Mo is back?"

Nalan Yanran was taken aback when she heard this, and then looked at Yun Yun.

"Well, sister Yunyun, didn't he come to see you?"

Although the relationship between Yun Yun and Chen Mo was not made clear, the entire Fengwei almost knew about it, and as Yun Yun's disciple, Nalan Yanran naturally knew about it, so Ya Fei did not hide it.

"..."

Yun Yun didn't say a word, but her flushed face felt like dripping water.

Nalan Yanran frowned, immediately looked into the room, and immediately opened the door regardless of Yun Yun's obstruction.

There was a "creak", the door was pushed open, and Chen Mo, who was wearing a robe, froze on the spot. After a while, he greeted Nalan Yanran: "Good morning, Yanran."

The voice was calm, without any embarrassment like catching rape.

Nalan Yanran bit her lower lip, the emotion in her eyes was inexplicable, but she obviously had no position to criticize, so she could only say: "You bastard, you came to bully the teacher early in the morning, you are not alone."

"Yan Ran, what are you talking about?"

Hearing this, Yun Yun frowned slightly, and reprimanded in a low voice.

Nalan Yanran said: "Teacher, your relationship with him is not shameful, why are you hiding?"

Yun Yun: "..."

"Ahem, well, aren't you going to practice swords? Sister Yunyun, why don't you take them to practice swords?"

Chen Mo coughed dryly, and after tidying up his robes, he hurried out to help Yun Yun.

Send Nalan Yanran away.

Chen Mo looked at Concubine Ya, and said, "Where does Qing Jun live?"

The morning sun sprinkled on the windows of the room, the windows were not completely closed, and a few wisps hit the room through the windows.

in the room.

These days, because they have to work overtime to make the tasks assigned by Chen Mo, Yanran and the others would occasionally ask her to make a dress, but Song Qingjun didn't dare to shirk, or rather, she didn't know how to shirk.

So she was very tired during this time. After finishing the tasks at hand yesterday, Song Qingjun fell into a deep sleep.

I haven't woken up until now.

Chen Mo knocked on the door, but without answering, he pushed the door open on his own initiative and walked in.

Ever since the system bound Song Qingjun, Chen Mo regarded her as his own woman in his heart, and entered his woman's room, saving as much etiquette as possible.

The room is not big, and there are many things, such as drills and scissors, but they are neatly arranged and don't look messy.

Chen Mo blinked his eyes before turning his gaze to the side of the room.

On the couch, Song Qingjun was lying on the pillow facing him, her hair was a bit messy, and her body was wrapped in a blanket, revealing her fragrant shoulders. From Chen Mo's angle, even if it was covered, she could still see a large area of ​​beauty, Breathing smoothly and sleeping soundly.

Chen Mo leaned over to take a look, and then sat down beside him.

Oval face, slender eyebrows, charming demeanor, and delicate complexion, she is really an outstanding beauty.

But these, compared to that bold man, are incomparably inferior.

How big is it?

It's a pity not to feed the children
An impulse came to Chen Mo's heart, that is, to test it, but he quickly dispelled the idea. After all, the relationship between the two of them was not clear yet, and he was so useless that he took advantage of the other person's sleep.

After taking a few glances, he raised his hand and shook his shoulders.

"It's getting late, wake up."

"Ugh-"

After being shaken for a while, Song Qingjun frowned, took a breath, raised her hand gently, and patted Chen Mo's hand away:
"Sleep again, I'm still sleepy."

As he said that, Song Qingjun woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and when he saw Chen Mo who was close at hand, his timidity and panic suddenly surged up, and he shrank into the bed with the blanket in his arms, hugging his knees and whispering:
"Master Lou, why are you here?"

Song Qingjun's face turned red, and his voice trembled a little.

"Come and see you, after today, it may take a long time to see you again." Chen Mo said.

"Ah oh."

Song Qingjun was startled, and immediately asked in confusion: "The landlord, why are you here to see me?"

Chen Mo smiled: "How are the clothes?"

"It's all done, it's in the ring, please take a look, landlord."

Song Qingjun took a spare ring from his finger, handed it to Chen Mo, and erased his soul imprint on the ring.

Chen Mo left his own soul imprint, and after looking at it for a few moments, he put it on his hand with satisfaction, and then said softly, "I asked you to make it for yourself?"

Hearing this, Song Qingjun's face turned red and hot, and she was still a little dizzy. She didn't sleep much at first, and although she didn't feel tired at this time, these words suddenly made her feel a little sleepy, and she hesitated for a while. , then whispered:

"I did. Do you want to wear it now?"

"Ah."

"Then turn around."

"Okay." Chen Mo turned around.

Song Qingjun covered her head with a blanket, then took out a white shirt and a hip-wrapping skirt from the ring, and put them on under the blanket.

rustling
"All right."

Song Qingjun's voice was soft and gentle.

Chen Mo turned around.

Suddenly look lonely.

Song Qingjun's body was tightly wrapped in a blanket.

"Uh, you lift the blanket." Chen Mo said.

"Oh."

Song Qingjun lifted the blanket reluctantly.

Chen Mo took a few glances and continued, "Come down and show me."

Song Qingjun pursed her lips, and after hesitating for a while, she got out of the bed with bare feet, and stood in front of Chen Mo with her head down.

She has a slender figure, and the white shirt seems to be too small, with a feeling of tightness. The front of her body is bulging, and the hip-wrapping skirt wraps her buttocks and thighs, outlining a beautiful arc.

At this time, Song Qingjun felt like an office secretary, and he looked a little capable.

"Not bad, not bad." Chen Mo praised.

Hearing this, Song Qingjun lowered his head even more.

Chen Mo didn't know whether it was his heartbeat or something, he suddenly took a step forward, lifted Song Qingjun's chin, and raised her head.

Song Qingjun was startled, and wanted to back away to dodge, but then a big hand hugged her waist again, and her whole body was restrained in Chen Mo's arms.

"Landlord."

"Are you afraid of me?" Chen Mo stared into Song Qingjun's eyes.

Song Qingjun's face was ruddy at this time, two strands of hair were hanging down her cheeks softly, and the alluring little mouth under Qiong's nose looked delicate and charming.

"Ah, no." Song Qingjun's eyes dodged.

"Then you are afraid that I will eat you?"

"No, isn't it?"

"..."

Chen Mo pursed his lips, and without knowing what to think, he leaned over and nibbled on Song Qingjun's lips.

Song Qingjun froze, her eyes widened, and she made a whining sound. After a while, she was finally able to speak, and she just said in disbelief: "Lord, you."

The words are still incomplete.

"Don't call me the landlord, change your name."

"Then what's that called?"

"How is the master?"

(End of this chapter)