she was super sweet in ancient times

Chapter 349 Uncle's gift, I'm happy

Nangong Moli originally thought that this little thing would give him an explanation, but it turned out to be like this, and he was in a bad mood.But he still had a smile on his face, and said in an evil and cold tone: "Nephew, you are really considerate of me, how do you think I should reward you?"

Listening to what he said, Jinghua knew that the reward he was talking about must not be a good thing, so she smiled awkwardly: "It is my duty to think about the happiness of my uncle, so let's forget about rewards."

"Hehe, what's your job? Hmm... Uncle Master likes you very much, so gifts are naturally indispensable." Nangong Moli reached out and touched Mo Jinghua's head, as if I love you very much.

Before Jinghua could react, the man walked away coolly with an evil spirit.

Dugu Jinghua tilted his head and looked at the man for a long time, then curled his lips, the man probably wanted to play tricks with her again, anyway, he couldn't figure out why now, he might as well go back to sleep.

Although Liu Ye left very coolly, he was in a very bad mood.When my son heard that little thing said that he didn't like him, he had never been very happy or angry, but he suddenly became irritable.Seeing her low eyebrows and pleasing expression, but not really caring about herself, Nangong Moli felt that his dignity as a big man had been hit.Originally, he wanted to hear her have a good explanation, so he would forgive her.

But her explanation made him even more embarrassed.To deal with this little thing, he will pamper and abuse him first, and she will definitely not be able to stand it.Then she put away her little pride, came to him, begged him, and said that at that time, he could control all the desires of that woman in his own hands.

Is there a friendship between uncle and nephew?
The man smiled coldly, and then he let this little thing understand what it means to be taken care of by a master's nephew.Thinking of the problems that Dugu Jinghua will face next.Nangong Moli suddenly felt much better, and then slowly began to look forward to it.

Dugu Jinghua walked on the way back, feeling a chill behind his intuition.Then I looked at the weather, well, the sun is still very big, it must be her illusion just now.

As soon as Jinghua came back to the room, he paid a lot of money, fell on the bed and was about to fall asleep.At this time, Dugu Xiaobao came in with a big watermelon in his arms.Seeing that his mother almost fell asleep on the bed as soon as Xia Tian arrived.I feel a little speechless, these days my mother is busy choosing a concubine, or she is back to sleep, she doesn't care about herself.

He tilted his little head, and suddenly smiled mischievously, then walked to the bedside, grabbed Jinghua's right hand with his little hand, and felt his pulse very deeply: "Well, madam, she eats less and sleeps more recently, it's a very happy pulse, congratulations, congratulations .”

Jinghua was sleeping in a daze, when he heard his son's voice, he opened his eyes and looked at Dugu Xiaobao and said, "Son, you are really getting more and more naughty."

But Xiao Baozi said with a smile on his face: "Hey, it's normal for mother to have a happy pulse, after all, I'm with Brother Xiao Song."

A black line appeared on Jinghua's forehead, and he knocked on Dugu Xiaobao's forehead and said, "You are so young, what do you know?" She and Qianhe have only been together for a few days, and she and Qianhe haven't done anything yet, How could there be a small life?
"Mother, don't go to sleep, get up and play with Xiao Baozi." Xiao Baozi looked at the woman who was going to sleep again on the bed, and began to stop him. He found that this summer, mother loves to sleep very much.

Jinghua supported her chin with her hand, looking at the little person in front of her who was full of hope, she also wanted to accompany her, but her spirit was not good.If she doesn't get a good night's sleep, she really doesn't have much in mind.

But seeing Xiao Baozi like this, she couldn't refuse, and pinched his little face with her hands and said, "Okay, but son, please bring me a piece of watermelon, I'm dying of thirst."

(End of this chapter)