Vampire cute baby tomb robber

Hot breath sprayed on her face.

Listening to the deep voice next to her ear, Mo Niang's heart was soaring, sour.

As if realizing something, she suddenly frowned, and held his fingers backhand: "Why are they so hot?"

"Don't interrupt!" Qu Luo pulled her back dissatisfied, and hugged her again.

The poor boy is so burned out that he can't even hear the meaning of concern.

Mo Niang sighed: "When did you come out?"

"As soon as you left with that man surnamed Jing, I received the news on the back foot." Qu Luo snorted coldly, and there was a bit of smugness in that tone.

Mo Niang glanced at him: "Then why didn't I see you?"

"This damn mountain road goes around and around. It's not for people to walk at all. I've made mistakes several times!" Qu Luo put his head on her shoulder, like a big dog, utterly unreasonable: "You Why live in such a difficult place!"

I have a poor sense of direction, and I still complain about the mountain road... It is certain that the young master of the Qu family is out of his mind.

Mo Niang stretched out her hand, held his face up, and touched the corner of his pale mouth with distress: "Don't you know how to bring a servant here?"

"I'll bring a servant, so you won't be with that man named Jing?" Qu Luo gritted his teeth, looking at Mo Niang fiercely and aggrieved.

Mo Niang was stunned, and hugged him with downcast eyes: "I'm not with Bo Ran." Two things that he doesn't want to do at all can be pulled together by him, this person.

"You still call him Bo Ran!" Qu Luo rubbed Mo Niang's face to express his dissatisfaction.

Mo Niang dragged him back, knowing that if he didn't cool him down quickly, it would be dangerous. Although Daddy Ding, who was not clear-headed, was cuter, she couldn't take his body to take risks.

"Where are you dragging me to? Do you want to drive me away again?" Qu Luo exerted strength in his hands, his eyes dimmed: "I will try my best to become better in the future, you like mature ones, so can I Very mature, but only three years old, I will grow up soon."

At the beginning, Mo Niang listened to his incoherent murmurs, but she still didn't understand. It wasn't until the end of his words that she suddenly remembered.

After that sunflower water incident, when she grew up, she realized that she could no longer sleep in the same bed with him. No matter how young he was, he was still a boy, and it would be bad for both of them if he said it, so she let him bring his own. stuff home.

He didn't speak at that time either, hugging his little clothes, after a long pause, he obediently followed a man in black out of the mansion.

The next night, he came back again and looked at her fiercely: "I'm only three years old, I will grow up soon, and then I will definitely..."

There must be something behind, he left without finishing his sentence.

She hadn't seen him since that day.

She always felt that the boy must hate herself to death.

So that later, he met himself in such an unfamiliar way, and then approached her with the mentality of wanting to defeat her...

But she didn't realize until today that she was wrong...

The age gap is her inferiority complex, but also his.

No wonder at that time, with a serious face and a scroll in his hand, he asked her like a grown-up: "Sister Mo, what kind of man do you like?"

"Mature and stable," she said.

He glanced at her through the scroll, Jingui was very evil: "Isn't it good to be smaller, smaller ones are stronger in that respect."

At that time, she only felt that her face was red as if it was burning. A child was obviously younger than her, but knew more than her...

"What's the matter with him?" Jing Boran watched the demon lady dragging the young master over, wanting to help.

Qu Luo glanced at him, his eyes were extremely cold!

It's good this time, Jing Boran didn't know how to get started, nor did he not get used to it.

Mo Niang looked at him apologetically: "Quluo is suffering from the wind and cold, so it is inevitable that he will be rude."

Jing Boran nodded, thinking that even if the young master of the Qu family didn't suffer from the cold, he would still be rude to him...

The devil girl half-delayed and half-coaxed Qu Luo to cover her with a quilt, and lay obediently on the hot kang.

She originally wanted to call the doctor, but she was dragged by the wrist, and she couldn't get away even if she wanted to.

Seeing this, Jing Boran volunteered to go to the village and invited the doctor over.

The doctor was still puzzled. He had never seen a person who had suffered from the wind and cold so energetic, and did not seem to fall asleep after taking medicine.

But Mo Niang knows that people like them have been educated to stay awake no matter what since they were young, because the surrounding environment is too complicated. The struggle for power in the family is no worse than that in the palace. His heir should be much more vigilant than ordinary people, so getting sick will be relatively difficult.

"Here are three medicines. Drink them with hot water. It's best to rub this young master's body with medicine wine at night, so that the fever will be reduced quickly..." The doctor stroked his white beard and told him.

Mo Niang listened carefully, thanked Jing Boran to send him out.

Qu Luo lay on the bed, her eyes were black and bright, she looked at her for a while like a child seeing a toy, and then kissed her again.

Mo Niang had no choice but to stand by and guard him.

Jing Boran gave them the thatched cottage, packed it up, and went to the woodshed with the quilt in his arms.

In the middle of the night, Qu Luo began to talk to himself.

Mo Niang didn't care about any etiquette anymore, she wiped his acupoints with medicinal wine...

The next day, Qu Luo was woken up by the sound of firecrackers. He moved his stiff fingers, and his brows were frowned uncomfortably due to the weakness all over his body.

When he turned his face to the side, he met a peaceful sleeping face.

Qu Luo's eyes trembled, he hesitated for a long time, and then put his hand on Mo Niang's face.

That kind of force is very light, as if a little scared, seemingly touching but not touching...

There was constant sound of firecrackers outside, and the laughter of the children chasing after each other.

Only then did Qu Luo remember that today is already the first day of the Lunar New Year.

He took his hand back and stood up...

When Jing Boran came in with hot water, what he saw was this scene. The young master who is known as the most powerful in the capital, every line on his face has a sculpture-like hard feeling, beautiful, cold, and pleasing to the eye. Unconsciously think of things like knives and guns, almost sharp feeling, but when meeting the devil girl, he becomes cautious and gentle.

He half knelt on the ground, probably because he was afraid that the devil girl would be cold in her sleep, and he didn't want to wake her up, so he simply hugged her into his arms in such a humble posture...

However, Mo Niang still opened her eyes, not quite sober.

Qu Luo patted her on the back and placed a kiss on her forehead, her low voice was hypnotic hoarse, to the effect that she would let the devil girl sleep for a while.

Mo Niang lazily found a place in his embrace, acting naturally as if she should be in that embrace.

Jing Boran smiled, and backed out without making a sound.

How could my former self feel that that person was not pleasing to the devil girl?

Obviously because he cared too much, that pair of eyes was always filled with fire-like depression...

Jing Boran thought, and looked back again.

Of those two equally outstanding people, one was so lazy and gorgeous that he was defenseless, and the other was completely cleansed of all evil spirits, bowing his head for only one.

So much love, but so...

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