Vampire cute baby tomb robber

430 Wants You!

Mo Niang was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Qu Luo hooked her thin lips wickedly, her teeth were so bright and white that it was hard to ignore, she directly pressed her fingers on her forehead, and smiled nicely: "Well...the temperature is just right, where are you going? There is another patient here."

Mo Niang always felt that such a posture was too intimate.

But he frowned thickly, putting on a very painful look.

She has never been able to do anything to him.

This person has been like this since childhood.

There was a small face there.

When she takes a step, he will follow.

He seemed to be angry, but he would stick to it in the next second. He shook the little robe on him in her room, and after a few shakes, he came over, hugged her waist, rubbed those big eyes, and The deputy taught her tone: "You went to Nangongyuan again, didn't you? You don't come back at night. I wonder if there is someone waiting for you at home? You promised me to practice archery with me, but in the end, hmph..."

At that time, every time she saw such a small child saying these things in front of her, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

I didn't expect to grow up like this.

Mo Niang was helpless, and the corner of her mouth curved into an arc, and with his strength, she pressed his temple for him.

Qu Luo just sat on the sandalwood chair, and she stood in front of him, her white fingers gently pressing his head.

Time passed little by little, the night gradually became thicker, the summer insects hummed lowly, the two figures gradually began to overlap, even the wind was gentle, with the unique heat of summer, blowing the entangled Long black hair, full of ambiguity and warmth.

The wind blowing on her body was very comfortable. When Mo Niang raised her eyes, she could just see the cool moon and the stars in the sky outside the window.

The black hair under the palm is very soft, but she can't tell what's strange. When she came back to her senses, she found that his hands had wrapped around her waist, and his forehead was resting on her body, as if he was asleep. up.

Mo Niang looked at Qu Luo, who had thick eyebrows and slightly tightened eyes. This man had a perfect face, perfect height, and even a perfect background and smile.

Elegant, expensive, and sociable, he is the husband-in-law candidate in the eyes of most girls...

During the time she returned to the capital, she had already heard a lot of rumors about him.

He likes the kind of woman who is not easy to pursue.

I don't know if it's because of the desire to win from childhood.

It seems that there is a feeling of a game in the world...

"Ah!" There was a sudden exclamation from the door.

Mo Niang paused for a moment with her finger on her forehead, then slowly raised her eyes, and said in a calm voice, "What's the matter?"

"No, no..." Yan'er held a folded paper fan in her hand, watched the intimate posture of the two people, and walked over: "I'm afraid that Young Master Luo will be hot, Miss, or I'll come and help Luo. Press less, you can wash it too, it's not good to wear dirty skirts all the time."

Mo Niang looked at her with dark eyes.

At that moment, Yan'er almost thought that all her little thoughts had been seen through, and that feeling was very bad, as if in front of this person, she would always be a lowly servant girl, and she would never have a day of success.

The other party just smiled lightly: "Don't press it, he's fallen asleep, and he's probably going to sleep here. You call the little chestnut who's next to him in, and wait for him to rest first. Let's go to another room."

"Yes." Yan'er didn't dare to say anything, and hurried to make arrangements.

Unexpectedly, just as Mo Niang was about to take off those hands on her waist, their owner woke up, with a pair of eyes that couldn't see to the bottom, as deep as the thick night outside the window.

Qu Luo's expression was a little sleepy, he dreamed again, dreaming of the back figure of the bow and arrow shooter many years ago, and then... She was pressed on him by him, and there was a fascinating flame in the painful expression... …

And the person in front of him has long lost the youthful aura of the past, and his eyes have lost the luster that made him want to get her after looking at her.

Now she looks lazy and always gives people a tired feeling, as if no one pays attention to her, and she is very gentle.

It seems that she has become the kind of woman who can catch a lot with just a random grab on the street...

Mo Niang was gradually confused by his gaze, but she would not avoid his gaze, with a faint arc on the corner of her mouth: "What are you looking at?"

Qu Luohu laughed evilly, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, and immediately pressed her on the wooden table, propped his arms on her sides, lowered his head slightly, forming an ambiguous posture .

Mo Niang gasped for breath and narrowed her eyes slightly.

The smell of wine and softness from the thin lips.

It made her pupils widen suddenly, and it was as silent as the night, extremely empty: "Xiao Douding, you drank too much."

Qu Luo's back stiffened, and he laughed evilly, and said in a hoarse voice: "No, I just want to tell you in this way that I have grown up..."

"You have indeed grown up." Mo Niang touched his head, her black hair was still stiff: "I haven't seen you in four years, and I'm still a stranger. I won't be able to control you anymore."

Qu Luo smiled: "So, what are you going to do? I have this kind of thoughts on you, what are you going to do? Let me go again? Last time you let me go because of Nangong Rongguang, this time it will be the same , anyway, I am nothing in your eyes!"

Mo Niang was taken aback, she looked at the corners of his reddened eyes, something seemed to be suppressed in her eyes, her pretty lips were already pursed into a straight line, as if she had been wronged so much.

Mo Niang didn't expect him to have such an expression, she could only look at his red eyes, and didn't know what to say for a moment: "When will I drive you away because of him?"

"When I was ten years old, he came to live in the Mo's house. You told me to pack up and leave the Mo's house." Qu Luo had a dark handsome face.

Mo Niang thought for a while, and there was indeed such a thing, but she didn't drive him away for anyone, but she was already 13 years old at that time, and she would be married in two years, and he was a boy again, and he would occasionally meet him when he was young. It doesn't matter if they sleep together, but it will be different when they grow up. Girls always mature earlier than boys, not to mention she is three years older than him. Of course, she will think more. What's wrong with asking him to pack his things?

"It seems that you remember." Qu Luo put his hand on the devil girl's cheek, brushed her lips with his fingertips, smiled evilly, with a natural bewitchment: "But those are not important, the important thing is me I really want to have you."

Mo Niang held her head up, her face was clear and innocent, she blocked his index finger with her finger, and smiled lightly: "Little Douding, there are many daughters who are younger and more beautiful than me."

Hearing this, Qu Luo's eyes turned cold, she slowly lowered her body, and the hot smell of alcohol blew into her ears slowly...

Note to readers: Good night.