Attack of the Adorable Kid

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Mu Sihan looked down at the little woman struggling in her arms. Her eyelashes were thick and curled, and she was incredibly long. Every blink seemed to be able to scratch the heart.

He raised the corners of his lips and his throat moved slightly.

It was strange that he always thought he was cold in that respect.

And this woman ...

There was a hint of interest in Moushan's deep eyes.

Watching her little face that turned red from resisting anger, he raised the other big palm that did not clasp her wrist and stroked it up.

The temperature of his fingers was lower than that of an ordinary person, and the slightly cold touch touched her hot face, and Nanzhao trembled slightly.

She didn't know what the arrogant man wanted to do. She said that he didn't believe it, and she had to think she had deliberately hooked him.

What would she do before he believed that she really didn't mean that to him!

"Is Si Han back?"

"Yes, old lady."

The conversation between the old lady and the steward passed into Nanxun's ear, and she struggled even harder. "You let me go!"

The old man was conservative, if I saw the two hug in the kitchen, I don't know what to think!

Although she will not come again in the future, Nanxun does not want to lose this person.

Moushan held up the small red face of Nanzhao Baili with one hand, and her dark eyes were as thick as dark ink. "I'm interested in you, you're my woman."

Not asking her, or asking her for advice.

It was a command not to beaked.

Like a supreme emperor.

Domineering is arrogant and outrageous.

Nanzhao has never seen anyone who can be taken for granted as a robber.

Taking a deep breath, as soon as Nanxun wanted to refuse, the man's kiss rolled over her.

He clasped her wrists in one hand and clutched her chin in one hand, forcing her to lift her head to bear his kiss.

Nan Yan's eyes widened, it seemed that he couldn't believe he kissed her again.

"Where did the Sihan people go?"

"Master seems to be in the kitchen."

Hearing the footsteps of the old lady and the steward towards the kitchen, Nan Pan's expression of anxiety and annoyance added a little panic.

But the man holding her to kiss was obviously not close enough, and had no intention of releasing her.

Nanzhao was anxious and anxious, her eyes showing the coyness and fear she was seeing by the old lady and supervisor.

Hearing footsteps getting closer and closer, a heart touched his throat.

"Mushao, let me go." She lowered her voice.

The man raised his eyebrows, "What you eat, it's so sweet."

Busy and cluttered, Nanzhao groped into the sweater pocket and found something.