MTL - Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!-Chapter 1491 Extra 19

"墨卿风! You are not a filial daughter, you are like this to your father, you will be thunder!" The anger in the belly of the ink is still unable to hold back, and the sultry gaze is like a roar of the shadow of the ink. Because of too much anger, my heart hurts and a stream of blood spurts.

Chu Muchen raised his eyebrows and looked at him indifferently, and did not greet him.

Mo Qing is so cold that it is her freedom to treat people without medical treatment. This way they can be thundered. The world does not know how many people are going to give the Thunder.

"Ah, ah... it’s so comfortable... so cool..."

At this time, Bai Xueling was still addicted to the world, and the purple ink came over. The reason why she brought people now is that Chu Muchen took the name of Mo Zishan and asked her to hand over the party after the party ended. .

Mo Qingfeng stopped to sound, and looked at the ink on the shoulders of Bai Xueling's shoulders, slightly frowning, not yet awake?

She was a little squat, a little proud, and she did not expect the village medicine she developed, the effect can last for so long.

When the ink took off, he thought that the people of the Eight Kings House were making trouble. Seeing that Chu Muchen’s face became more and more gloomy, the resentment against the ink of the Qing Dynasty was immediately left behind, and his heart was inexplicably proud. He looked at Bai Xueling who came over with gloating.

Bai Xueling came to him and placed the ink-like woman like the mad woman in front of him. He glanced at him and saw the woman with loose hair and scattered skin, and the woman with purple marks appeared, his face suddenly changed. Stimulated by the heart, a throat, a stream of blood spouted.

"This...this..." He groaned with a painful heart, and looked incredulously at the hands lying on the ground, his hands touching his body, and his face was unsatisfied. He wanted to be eager for the purple-sweet, and then looked at him with fear. Chu Muchen, Chu Muchen said coldly and coldly: "She drank, and hooked up with the man of the royal palace. Mohouye, bring people back as soon as possible, don't throw people in front of the king."

"Do... oh!" The ink took off and excited and angered, and stunned on the spot.

Chu Muchen let Bai Xueling send them away. This shameful thing, he does not want to say more, such a woman, he does not want to take a look.

After they left, Chu Muchen glanced coldly at the Mo Qingfeng who stood watching the play.

Seeing the reputation of Mo Zishan, the ink blews and faints, her mood is very smooth, she spit out his tongue and shrugged his shoulders, and it looked very naughty.

Chu Muchen’s heart is swaying, and his mood is even more irritating. “Mu Qingfeng, are you having enough trouble?”

Since this woman came to the house, there was no peace in the house. No, it should be said that since she was awakened by Yi Huayun, there was no peace in the house. Everything is this woman. Pick up.

"When did you see me making trouble? I am not standing here quietly?" Mo Qingfeng looked at Chu Muchen with a very innocent look.

"What happened today is what you arranged!" A very positive tone, she did not ask her at all, she must have asked.

"You think so." She said, she gathered the blue silk hanging down her ear. It looked a bit random and somewhat lazy. If it wasn't too ugly, this looks like a charming little fox, enchanting. Extremely.

Chu Muchen is close to the thin lips, looking at the ink wind and sullenly, "Who are you? Why do you want to be attached to the ink?"

"Mu Qingfeng." Mo Qing wind chilled back, but his heart was very strange, is it that the front is so over, let this man doubt?

Attached?

Then I thought about it, and Mo Qing was cold and laughing. She is not a monster, not a ghost. What is it?

She just passed the soul to the body of the ink, and now it is indeed the wind.

"You are not going to tell the truth to the king?" Chu Muchen dangerously picked up his eyes, his voice cold like a sharp knife, he used this knife to end her life.

Mo Qingfeng thought of the EU Teng under the cold water pavilion bed, and she didn't want to face Chu Mu's lips. She sneered at it. She also looked at Chu Muchen coldly. "I am me, I am Mo Qingfeng! Chu Mu Chen, whether you believe it or not, I am the Miss Ink in the ink.

Finished, turned and strode away.

Oh, she was weak and timid. When she was bullied, why didn’t she see him asking who she was?

Back to the cold water pavilion, Mo Qingfeng sat directly on the couch and patted the bed with his hands. "Is it comfortable to lie down?"

The EU under the bed heard the news, and turned a blind eye. Before Chu Muchen came in, he was awake, and the three fruits were messed up on the ground. He also appreciated, and he also understood why the ink wind To put him in the bottom of the bed, if it weren't for her, the calculation was for himself, and the man who was confined to the prison was him.

"If I don't climb out again, I will let you lie there for a lifetime." Mo Qing has limited patience. She doesn't believe that the EU is still not awake. She only gives him the ordinary ecstasy, and the moment will wake up.

If he feels comfortable sleeping at the bottom of the bed, she doesn't mind to fulfill him.

"I want to go out too, you have to untie my hole." They all ordered his hole. He can't move, can he climb out?

The EU Teng feels extremely wrong, lived for so long, and has not encountered such awkward things.

Mo Qing winds a little, can't help but smile.

She jumped out of bed, reached out and threw the EU out, and then opened his hole.

"I thought you were sleeping too comfortably and didn't want to come out." Mo Qingfeng laughed, and she didn't hate the harmless people.

The European Union lying on the ground, the black scorpion staring at her with sorrow, he spread his limbs, then slowly sat up, sorted his robes, and arranged the messy blue silk.

Mo Qingfeng came to the table and sat down. She poured two cups of tea. The EU looked at her. She gave him a look. He meant to let him sit down and drink tea with her.

The European Union thinks that she had just thrown a pill into the teapot, and her beautiful face sank, and said with no anger: "Tea is poisonous, I don't drink!"

Who knows what poison she will give herself?

This woman is like her face, ugly and incomparably poisonous. When he thinks about the three people, he has a lingering fear.

Mo Qingfeng just smiled, picked up her cup, and slowly tasted it. After a few mouthfuls, she looked at the EU and laughed like a smile. "Someone is stupid enough to drink even poisonous tea?"

"I don't like to drink tea!" The EU retorted and was displeased.

"Is it?" Mo Qingfeng looked at him, and the light smile with a smile seemed to see him through.

The EU Teng was uncomfortable when she saw it. If she looked at him like a beautiful woman, he couldn't help but rush to come up, but Mo Qingfeng was not a beautiful woman, an ugly woman, or a poisonous ugly woman.

Such a woman, he is still better than respect.