Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce

Morian City said faintly: "However, my king's thinking will run away."

"I just say one."

"My King is not free."

"Just listen to it." Ah, this man, it's really-people can't wait to unload it!

The mouth of Mo Liancheng seemed too lazy to bother, and his hand slowly lifted up, holding out a green jade finger. A little weird, slowly nodded to her little head, but not anxious.

Suddenly, Qu Taner Feng's eyes startled, her instinct flashed aside, crisis and crisis. She hadn't forgotten just now. The dead-belly black man raised his finger only a little, and he felt like he was dizzy, and his whole body fell backward. Then, keeping a proper distance, she stared at him alertly, and said directly, "I'm going out."

But the answer to her was just the silent figure walking forward.

"I said I was going to leave the house." Qu Taner shouted again at the back of the city, and it was louder than it was.

But the silent person is still silent, never even looking back.

Qu Taner also understood that he really angered Merlian City and would end up miserable. Sometimes, she still had to warn herself to know how to grasp the scale, which is the limit of his tolerance, so she stepped forward.

According to her understanding, he would definitely ask-

"Anything else?" Mo Liancheng stopped suddenly, without asking, asking lightly.

Sure enough, good guess.

Qu Tan'er pouted, "It's okay." There is only one thing, she, want, go, and go.

"Since it's okay, come in and momo for the king."

"..." Look, that's a good guess.

For a moment and a half, Qu Taner didn't respond. He just narrowed his eyes and stared at the figure who had stepped into the study door at this moment. The only thing in his mind was turning for a while. Promised her to leave the house?

Enter the study and stroke the ink stick.

The duo stood silent.

Mo Liancheng painted, a landscape painting gradually took shape, and Qu Taner carelessly rubbed the ink strips on his hands, quiet enough.

As for Jing Xin and Yu Hao, who were still standing in the house, they seemed silent at this time.

It's too quiet, but it's so strange and disturbing.

Qu Taner rubbed the ink while scanning Mo Liancheng's paintings, and occasionally swept the situation on the side of Hao and Jingxin, and then looked at the lips to continue rubbing the ink.

"My brother."

There was a shout from outside.

As soon as the sound fell, Qu Tan'er's eyes brightened, and his tight lips closed, and he couldn't help but lightly lift it.

Mo Liancheng shook his hand and made a mistake.

"Huh? Hachi, are you there?" Mo Jingxuan smiled, stepping into the door and sitting directly on the chair.

"Yeah, what a coincidence." These words sound perfunctory.

The two greeted them and said nothing, and looked at the boss in the study.

The sight of Mo Liancheng fell in the painting, slowly raised, not to look at the new Mo Jingxuan, but turned to Qu Tan'er, calm and waveless eyes, still soft as the bright moon in the sky, but it felt better There was something more before.

However, Qu Taner gave a hint of chill from the bottom of his heart, intuition-the black-bellied man was angry? And it's very angry. But what is he mad at? He made a mistake just now. What's the matter with her? She hasn't done anything yet, OK? !! To blame, to blame his fourteenth brother ...