Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character is a Squeamish Bag

  Chapter 94 The Prince's Little Cute 45

  Soft. Soft touch, Mo Liushuang often lowers the eyelashes, and there is an undercurrent surging in the pupils.

   "The little master is only good to you."

  Thinking about it, then he said something lowly.

   "Hmm!" Su Nuo smiled happily, with her hands still around his neck, like a silver bell.

   "Okay, let's eat first."

  Mo Liushuang pursed her lips, a little uncomfortable.

"I do not."

  Some cunning eyes flashed in Su Nuo's eyes, she had already noticed that Mo Liushuang was uncomfortable.

   So, he closed his arm again, and the distance between himself and Mo Liushuang was getting closer and closer.

  Mo Liushuang smiled lowly, and between his eyebrows, there was a bit of carelessness and even a bit of scorn.

   "How about eating you first?"

   Su Nuo’s misty eyes were full of panic, he immediately let go of his hand, and then backed away.

  Sit neatly without squinting.

   "Eat and eat."

   soft and soft, she yelled.

   "Huh!" Mo Liushuang stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek, snorted coldly, and sat back in his position.

small thing!

   "Ah." After being squeezed by Mo Liushuang, Su Nuo snorted, and then reached out and rubbed her cheeks.

   Lifted her eyes again, looking at Mo Liushuang's sharp gaze, Su Nuo immediately smiled obediently, clinging to his chopsticks, and began to pick Mo Liushuang with vegetables.

  "This is delicious, husband, you can eat more."

  Su Nuo sandwiched another spare ribs and placed it on Mo Liushuang’s plate.

  Mo Liushuang's hand holding the cup shook slightly, and the wine in the cup shook slightly and stained the table.

   "What are you calling me?"

   "My husband."

   Su Nuo blushed, and replied in a low voice.

   "Why do you suddenly shout like this?"

  Mo Liushuang calmly put the wine glass on the table, her heart filled with contempt for herself.

Isn't    just a husband?

  What kind of dog is nervous?

   "It's grandmother! She won't let me call you by your name."

   Su Nuo bit his chopsticks with his teeth, and looked at Mo Liushuang with some anxiety in his eyes.

"Ok!"

  Ink Liushuang answered calmly again.

   "It sounds good, let's eat!"

"Oh!"

  Su Nuo happily began to eat, she loves eating most.

   But tonight, Mo Liushuang forbade her to eat a lot, so she pulled her to wash and go to bed.

  Lay on the bed.

  Mo Liushuang looked at the drapery above her head, and it had been replaced with a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

  The light in the eyes is not as deep, and the voice is dull and low.

   "Call your husband."

   Su Nuo's eyes were dull and confused, but she still yelled very obediently.

   "Husband."

   Jiao dripping, soft and waxy.

sounds so good.

  So...

  Su Nuo called her husband all night.

  The next morning, Su Nuo was still asleep, Mo Liushuang got up early, and when she stood under the bed, looking at Su Nuo's sleeping face, she lowered her head and dropped a kiss on her face.

   "Hmm—" Su Nuo noticed it, and opened Shui Meng's eyes, looking at Mo Liushuang with Shui Ze.

   "You will sleep for a while."

Mo Liushuang looked at Su Nuo deeply, then tucked the quilt for her.

"Ok."

Su Nuo was a little tired, nodded, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again.

  The ink flow frost went out.

  A very quick gift was delivered to the old lady of the Su family.

  At that time, the old lady had just come out of the Buddhist hall and looked at the thick pile of presents on the table and floor.

  Pulled the Buddhist beads lightly in his hand, slightly hooked at the corner of his mouth, and smiled.

  Su Nuo slept in the dark for half a day, and at noon, she was still pulled up by Mo Liushuang.

  --Hey, how can I ask for votes so that I don’t appear to be so deliberate?

  (End of this chapter)