The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

Naked, naked, naked temptation!

The flower mirror is almost invisible.

this scale.
In the future, she will make sure to eat it and wipe it off.

It's not her home game now, she has to be steady.

Hua Jing took a deep breath, suppressing the turbulent heat in her body to prevent her face from getting on, but she couldn't stop her face, at this moment, her face was not comparable to a monkey's butt, but also comparable to Tao'er.

Two balls of powder hung on her face, making her more alluring than the handsome man in the tent.

The jade hand gently caressed the hair that was blown by the wind, and strands of black hair were entangled between her glistening white fingers.

on the couch.

Mo Fusang's gaze never left Huajing for half an inch, and even the way she straightened her hair made him salivate.

You know, men are never ascetic, they are monks.

Especially for him who has endured for 20 years, the woman he likes is just across the street, separated by a veil, if he doesn't do something, he will look down on himself!

Taking advantage of Huajing's inattention, Mo Fusang quietly turned over and got out of bed. In order to prevent being seen in advance, he had to curl up his body, prostrate on the ground, and move inch by inch.

The loose and light red gauze robe was dragging on the huge floor, Mo Fusang's posture could not bear to look directly at it.

Put your arms under your chest, prop up your body, open your slender legs, and arch your knees, rubbing your muscles forward on the ground.

Walking is worse than crawling, even Mo Fusang, who is usually able to climb over the roof and walls, is also tired and sweaty at the moment.

Beads of sweat condensed and dripped down his sharp edges and corners.

The thin pale pink lips were slightly parted, and she was very careful with every breath.

Huajing finally pulled out the last disobedient hair, looked up at the bed, and was taken aback.

What about people?

I saw that the bed was empty, and there was no shadow of Mo Fusang.

But after a while, she was relieved again.

He muttered to himself, "It's fine to leave, that God of Plague is really hard to deal with, you can meet him wherever you go."

Mo Fusang had already crawled to Huajing's feet. Hearing these words, his outstretched fingers paused and stopped in mid-air.

There was a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

Plague God, what a good name.

The chill radiated uncontrollably from his eyes and invaded the entire room.

"It's so cold."

The unreasonable cold made Hua Jing tremble, and couldn't help exclaiming.

Because Mo Fusang's red robe was very similar to the gauze curtain, and he happened to be pressed between the red curtains, so Huajing didn't find him at all.

Those two words pierced into the bottom of Mo Fusang's heart, made him calm down instantly, forcibly reversed his internal energy, and took back the cold energy at the cost of internal energy depletion.

Outside the room, the old mother led a man dressed in a coquettish manner over.

Seeing that the door was wide open, she walked in casually.

"Yo, why is it so cold here? You didn't freeze, my lord, did you? Really, it's all my fault. This little fairy suddenly had a stomachache and kept you waiting for a long time."

As soon as the old mother entered the room, she felt the air-conditioning blowing on her face. She didn't care about sneezing, and apologized to Hua Jing repeatedly.

"You mean, the talent you brought here?"

Huajing said in shock, and glanced behind the old mother again, there was indeed a man standing there, dressed almost like those angels.

Since he was the one she wanted, why did Mo Fusang appear here?

"Of course, otherwise, who else could it be? Don't blame me, my lord."

With the look of a matchmaker on the old mother's face, she cast seductive eyes at the standing earth fairy, looked at the flower mirror again, covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Then, I won't disturb the good things of the two of you."

At this point, Hua Jing could only nod her head and watched the old mother leave.

That Earth Immortal was dressed beautifully and had a pretty face, but she exuded a femininity all over her body.

He is sophisticated and shy, and warmly leans towards Hua Jing's side. He rarely sees such a handsome young master throughout the year.

So I was also happy, I just felt that this was not only a transaction, but also a heart-to-heart.

"How do you call your son?"

"My name is Hua."

Hua Jing squeezed out a strong smile.

The Earth Immortal moved another half a cent, and his body was only slightly different from Huajing's arm.

Mo Fusang on the ground rolled his eyes, looked at the disheveled big feet in front of him, rolled his eyes, turned his arms behind his back, and took out a slender bamboo stick from the cuff of his right hand with his left hand.

This is what he usually uses to pick his teeth when he eats, and it happened to treat this disciple today.

In his opinion, other than him, the men who approach Huajing are all disciples.

He held the slender bamboo stick between the pads of his index finger and thumb, and slowly moved it to the back of the thick ankle. The corners of his lips curled up, his wrist turned, aimed at the thin and tender ankle, and he stabbed it hard.

Stab you, stab you!
He cursed in his heart again and again.

Originally, I just wanted to drive people away, but the more I got more and more excited, I gradually lost control.

Dixian was still flirting, and there was a sudden itching pain in his ankle, he didn't pay attention to it, but the pain became more and more intense, even like a needle stabbing a knife.

He resisted, still smiling like a flower, and looked at the person next to him affectionately with his beautiful eyes.

But the pale color on his lips had already revealed his state, and he couldn't bear it anymore!

Mo Fusang looked at the bloody back ankle and thought to himself, this is quite tolerable, it seems that he was being forced, if it wasn't for the Huajing here, bloody violence is not suitable, he would definitely smash this shameless, lustful man Brave disciple!

Humph.

Mo Fusang snorted coldly, clenched the bamboo stick tightly, waved his hand high, and then dropped it.

Pfft!

All the bamboo sticks sank into the vague wound, and then a miserable scream sounded.

"Ah! My feet!"

Earth Immortal finally didn't care about his image, sat on the ground with a pale face, hugged his feet and cried out in pain.

Hua Jing took a closer look, and saw that bloody ankle hurt even just looking at it.

Immediately, her eyes moved aside again, meeting her frivolous eyes as expected, which were full of complacency.

"Mo, Fu, Sang!"

Hua Jing said every word, gnashing her teeth and chanting Mo Fusang's name, wishing she could bite him into pieces and swallow him.

"Help me up."

Mo Fusang didn't seem to be afraid at all, instead he stretched out his hand leisurely, his wide sleeves fell down, revealing his strong arms.

He is not pretending, it is true that he has been crawling for a long time, half of his body is numb and has no strength.

Hua Jing ignored her eyes, but heard the earth fairy scream again: "Ah, my hand!"

How dare he hurt someone again? !

Unbearable, no need to endure.

"enough!"

Huajing turned her head and said coldly, her cold eyes met Mo Fusang's still smiling eyes, the coldness in her eyes was intense.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

This sentence is very calm, but also very weak, until the last few words, Huajing can't even make a sound, only the shape of lips and teeth.

Mo Fusang stood up in a jerk, his eyes rolling back and forth in bewilderment.

"Jing, Jingjing, I'm just helping you get rid of him. He's just a bad guy with evil plans."

Mo Fusang couldn't say anything with a guilty conscience, and even lowered his head, he didn't dare to look at the mirror.

For some reason, he was extremely flustered.

He was afraid of the way she was angry.

Although this was the second meeting after three years, Mo Fusang suddenly felt as if they had been in love all along and now they were just bickering.

This feeling also made him casual and presumptuous, completely forgetting that he was here to question his identity.

He didn't hear Hua Jing's reply, Mo Fusang thought for a moment, and remembered that the apprentice's action just now was not bad.

But where is it placed?

He didn't see very clearly.

So he hesitated and stretched out his hand, he kept wandering in the air, and finally with a vague impression, he grabbed the neckline of a little flower mirror.

Gently tugging, the eyes became soft.

"Don't, don't be angry."

Hua Jing was stunned, the two fingers in front of the neckline and Mo Fusang's painting style changed drastically, and she looked a little cute, so she burst out laughing.

"Fool, are you going to beat me? You might as well grab my collar and beat me up."

Mo Fusang let go of his hand in an instant, his eyes were full of bewilderment, "Ah, isn't it there?"

The smile that couldn't be hidden in Hua Jing's eyes was reflected in Mo Fusang's eyes, and he also started to laugh along with him.

It seems that the lady likes to be silly.

Hua Jing hooked Mo Fusang's index finger helplessly, but was shocked by the skin she touched, as if she had touched a piece of ice, but only for a moment, her fingers became stiff and numb.

However, she continued to hook him, keeping her composure, hooked his fingers to her cuff, and put them down.

"Remember, it's here."

Huajing taught earnestly, and Mo Fusang also nodded obediently.

"Okay, I'll take it down."

The two went back and forth, completely ignoring the Earth Immortal moaning in pain.

Fortunately, the old mother's ears were dexterous, and she heard the calls from upstairs all the way downstairs, so she quickly put down what she was doing and went to check.

It doesn't matter that the door is opened, the ground is full of blood, and the earth immortal who is already in pain and weak is sitting in the blood. He originally thought that today is his own death day, and the one who gave up the treatment lay on the ground without breathing.

"Yo Yo Yo, this is murder!"

The old mother didn't see whether the people on the ground were dead or not, so she yelled in a piercing voice, flung her hands back and forth exaggeratedly, and fluttered the handkerchief.

When Huajing heard her old mother calling for someone, she was anxious, but now she could tell clearly, when someone came, she couldn't talk to a bunch of people with ten mouths!

"Mother Qing, stop screaming, he's not dead!"

Huajing shouted anxiously, but the old mother was so frightened by the blood that she lost her mind, she didn't listen to her words at all, and shouted desperately.

How to do how to do.

Huajing was running around in a hurry, but suddenly saw the culprit standing there as if nothing to do with her, even playing with her sleeve to death.

She pulled her hand violently, rescued the sleeve from the claws, and stared at it fiercely.

"You caused trouble, you deal with it! When someone comes, you will have free prison meals!"

"That's just right, money is tight recently, and I'm worried about where to get food."

Mo Fusang answered the words very calmly, the angry Hua Jing took a deep breath, pointed his index finger at him for a long time but couldn't say a word.

This girl is so cute when she is angry.

He suddenly didn't want to solve this matter, let's see how anxious this girl can be.

This thought also disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't bear it if she was so angry that she dropped Tang Douzi.

The big hand suddenly grasped the index finger in front of him, lowered the hand holding her, and put it down.

"Silly girl, nothing will happen, don't worry."

Mo Fusang made a strong promise, but Huajing still had doubts. This person doesn't look very smart, can he solve it?