Vampire cute baby tomb robber

429 He Was Just Playing

That day, Qu Luo did drink a lot, her long hair was disheveled, she looked more sexy and evil than usual, her slightly pale complexion contrasted with thick eyelashes, she sat lazily, with one hand carelessly propped behind her , the strong smell of alcohol dyed his handsome eyebrows and eyes, making people blush so badly that he would not leave when anyone came to greet him.

The servant looked anxiously, bent down and whispered in his ear: "Master, it's time for us to go back."

"Back? Where?" Qu Luo smiled evilly, showing those two beautiful canine teeth: "Sister Mo agreed, take me to her house."

Mo Niang is sure that this person is really drunk, otherwise, with his temperament, he would never call her "Sister Mo" on this occasion...

The boy looked tangled, glanced in the direction of Mo Niang, coughed heavily, and said, "What does Miss Mo mean?"

Mo Niang opened her mouth, but did not speak yet.

Qu Luo had already spoken, and even stood up with a half-smile: "Ask her what to do, the decision is in my hands."

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched twice: ... His young master is going to make trouble for him again. Before going out, the wife said that he should take good care of the young master, and go home immediately after the flower viewing festival, and he is not allowed to touch flowers outside. Mess up.

But now he's not just messing around, he's just going too far! ! !

"Ah, by the way, I'm going to sleep at Sister Mo's house tonight." Qu Luo stretched out his fingers with a serious face, as a greeting to his subordinates.

The boy was completely dumbfounded: "Sleep... sleep???!"

"Well, so, you can go back." Qu Luo waved her hands gracefully.

Seeing the situation, the boy grabbed Qu Luo desperately: "Young Master, Young Master, you can't be arrogant, do you remember what you promised Madam before you came!"

"I don't remember." Qu Luo interrupted him directly, with a serious face: "I'm drunk."

Servant:  …

"Master, you can't do this, even if you're drunk, you still have to go home and sleep." The young servant earnestly said: "If you continue like this, Madam will definitely kick me out of the Qu family!"

Qu Luo looked at him, tilted his head slightly, as if thinking for a while, then patted his shoulder comfortingly: "Then you have to work hard."

Boy: ...I'm going to try my best to be useful!

Also, are you really drunk?ah? !

Seeing the boy's deflated appearance, Mo Niang inexplicably felt very happy, and stood up, with a smile on her lips.

Qu Luo stood with her, and when he saw the pendant hanging around her neck, his smiling eyes turned cold for a moment.

I don't know if it was intentional, but my feet were a little floating, and my body didn't stand still, so I slanted towards the direction of the witch.

Almost subconsciously, Mo Niang stretched out her hand to support him.

In an instant, the male musk mixed with the smell of alcohol invaded the witch's internal organs through breathing, and penetrated into the limbs with a pleasant smell of mint tobacco.

Mo Niang frowned, this posture was obviously too close, and she wanted to push him away.

"Stomach hurts, and head hurts too." He tilted his head, and the shockingly handsome face was close at hand, with black and white distinct pair of long and narrow eyes, and the flickering light shattered into his eyes, making it hard to ignore, but also Can't bear...to refuse.

There was no other way, Mo Niang could only maintain this posture, waiting for him to get over the alcohol.

Sure enough, after a while, Qu Luo stood up straight, pressed his slender fingers on the forehead, rubbed it back and forth, and said in a deep and deep voice, "I really drank a little too much today."

The young masters who left the scene also noticed this side, and cast their meaningful eyes on Mo Niang's body, and then looked at Qu Luo, who was frowning, wondering what the situation is now.

The servant tried desperately to explain: "Master, he drank too much, he didn't stand up just now, he didn't stand up!"

"Oh, little chestnut, why are you explaining, no one will misunderstand someone like Miss Mo, not to mention that he is not as good as Brother Luo." The young master in brocade clothes raised his eyebrows, smiling politely : "You say yes, Jiu'er."

Hong Jiu didn't expect that the other party would call his name, so he just said ah, ah, and looked at Qu Luo with deep confusion...

Xiao Lizi wiped the cold sweat off his head, and said with a smile: "Then the two young masters will help you persuade my young master to go?"

"He's just playing for fun, so don't worry about it." Young Master Jinyi lowered his voice, speaking in a tone that only two people could hear, his smile was a little unpredictable.

But after finishing speaking, he still walked towards Qu Luo: "Brother Luo, shall we go back together?"

"You guys go first." Qu Luo took out a cigarette from the iron box and threw it over, with an evil voice, slightly smoked: "I still have something to do."

The young master glanced at the demon girl behind him, and smiled politely again: "Understood, then you are busy first... Jiu'er, let's go!"

Qu Luo nodded, not sure if it was because of the angle, that handsome face was more cold at this moment.

However, soon, he put away this coldness, and when he looked at Mo Niang, he curled his thin lips, pressed his fingers on the top of his lower abdomen, and even bent his waist down...

Mo Niang looked at it, and sighed a long time. There was no one else around except the servant girl who was serving her. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's still according to the original plan, you go back to the Mo's house for me." .”

"Yeah." Qu Luo just laughed, reeking of alcohol, he was a little sluggish even walking, let alone riding a horse.

Fortunately, the carriage he sent someone to bring to Mo Niang was big enough, and it would not be a problem for a few people to sit on it, but there were too many extra people...

Yan'er's eyes looked towards Qu Luo's side countless times, every time she looked at her, her face would turn red for a while, and then she quickly lowered her head.

Mo Niang lowered her head and poured a glass of jujube water that had been placed on the carriage before, and handed it to Qu Luo: "Drink something warm first, it will make your stomach feel better."

Qu Luo took it and didn't drink it, his eyes seemed to be on the witch's neck, and he asked inadvertently, "Isn't your piece of purple jade quite long?"

Mo Niang paused her fingers and said with a smile, "Well, it's been a long time."

"It looks good." Qu Luo took the teacup around and smirked evilly: "Sell it to me?"

Mo Niang pursed her thin lips, took out the purple jade from her underwear, and brushed the lines on it with her fingers: "This piece of jade is a gift from an old friend, so it cannot be sold."

"Really." Qu Luo's smiling eyes became inexplicably colder: "Sister Mo really cherishes this price..." As he spoke, he tugged at his collar, holding a cigarette absently in one hand, and untied his robe. half-open, half-smile, not-smile, flirtatious, indescribably strong and sexy.

Although the others were still smiling, Xiao Lizi, who knew her master well, could still feel the danger from his posture, and the hand holding the thing couldn't help shaking.

Qu Luo's eyes were too deep, with a bewitching evil spirit.

Growing up so big, there is no one he can't get.

It's just that things seem to be a little bad.

He is more concerned about the result than he imagined...

Mo Niang's hand had already let go of the piece of purple jade, and now she seemed to be the only thing that was given to her by Nangong Rongguang.

At that time, they were drinking on the roof of the Mo family.

She blushed and told him that she liked him.

He froze for a moment, messed up her long hair, then reached out and took off the ancient jade he had brought since childhood, and put it around her neck: "Five years, if we don't have a sweetheart for each other within five years, We'll get married."

She was very happy, thinking that it was the happiest thing in the world.

Yet five years had not yet arrived.

Qu Chu appeared since childhood.

In fact, these may have nothing to do with Qu Chuxiao.

It's a problem between the two of them.

After all, he and her are destined to each other...

After so many years, she is no longer the little girl who dared to love and hate.

No matter how straight her spine was, she couldn't hide the deepest fear in her heart.

No one knew, she was terrified of crowds.

In this world, she is more afraid of people than ghosts.

She is supporting this body in a self-deceiving way. She doesn't know how long she can last, but she talks less and spends more time in a daze.

No one found out, even in the Mo family, no one would find out.

Those faint voices in her heart were overwhelmed by too many things.

She was silent because she once nested in a corner and suffered hoarsely.

She often wants to go back to her childhood.

There was the grandfather, and there was him who was young but matured.

The world was too complicated, and before she had time to learn all the rules, she had been polished into a smooth stone.

No one knows how much blood will be shed in such a growth.

Some people even took the "blood" on her body as a handle.

He always thinks about pouring more dirty water on her body, so as to prove that he is white.

She couldn't make any more mistakes, because she was no longer that little girl who hid in her grandfather's arms and enjoyed herself wantonly.

She didn't know if she was really black after being splashed a lot.

She only knew that in a place where no one could see, her heart ached and her whole body shrank into a ball.

But whenever there was a slight disturbance, she would sit up from the bed and stare out the window in a daze.

How ridiculous, she thought that only in prison was the darkest and most frightening.

Little do they know that this world is always like this, and they can never escape people's hearts.

"Why, did you get angry just begging for a piece of jade?" Qu Luo frowned beautifully, and leaned a little closer, her head almost resting on the demon mother's shoulder, her hot breath carrying wine The smell inevitably sprayed behind her ears, and the line of her lips was resolute, showing a bit of dissatisfaction...

Mo Niang smiled slightly at Qu Luo: "No, what kind of jade do you want, and you won't really ask me for it, so why should I be angry? Drink that cup of jujube tea in your hand quickly, It hurts."

Qu Luo took a deep look at her, raised his head to drink the tea in the cup, and started rubbing his temples again.

Just when the carriage stopped, it stopped at the gate of Mo's house. Mo Niang brought him in, ordered Uncle Liao to cook millet porridge, and asked him to grab sober medicine.

She originally wanted to do it for him herself, but he grabbed her wrist from behind...