Douluo: Possess Eight Magic Skills

At night, in front of the window sill of the room, Mo Lin gently hugged Bibi Dong, his muscular chest pressed against Bibi Dong's back, enjoying the night view of Wuhun City outside the window with her.

Because of the messy relationship, this is one of the few times the two have alone time.

Bibi Dong gently put her hand on the arm that Mo Lin was embracing her, and said:

"Okay, that's all for today."

"Master, don't worry, it's just nightfall." Even though it was already private, the two confirmed their feelings, but Mo Lin was still used to calling Bibi Dong "Master". do not adapt.

"It's because it's already night that I urged you to leave. You are a young man with a fresh blood, if you wait a little longer, can you really bear it?" Bibi Dong's tone had the meaning of "warning", but in the content It also feels like a temptation.

Mo Lin didn't show any outrageous reaction, he just hugged Bibi Dong lightly and said:

"Master, can you have some confidence in my self-control? Xiaoxue has already said that I can go back to my room before Haishi (21:00 p.m. to 23:00 p.m.). If you don't believe me, you have to trust your daughter!"

Mo Lin had always felt guilty about Bibi Dong in his heart, so he naturally wanted to stay with Bibi Dong for as long as he wanted.

Bibi Dong turned around, looked into Mo Lin's eyes, smiled and said:

"Actually, I trust you more than my daughter."

Mo Lin didn't immediately respond to this sentence, he just smiled and asked after a while of silence:

"Do you really need me to stay here for a while?"

"No need, Xue'er asked you to go back at Haishi, are you really holding back until Haishi?" After finishing speaking, Bibi Dong gently pushed Mo Lin towards the door with her forearm, as if Really want to issue an eviction order.

Bibi Dong was like this, even though she still hoped that Mo Lin would stay for a while,

But just like Mo Lin felt guilty towards Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong also felt guilty towards Qian Renxue, she hoped that Mo Lin would spend more time with Qian Renxue instead of herself.

Even if she really wanted to spend more time with Mo Lin, she still couldn't suppress her feelings for her daughter.

"Then...Master, good night." Mo Lin saw that Bibi Dong was not talking ironically, or was trying to refuse, so he said, and left the room.

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"Yo? You're back at this time?" Mo Lin just pushed open the door of his room when he saw Qian Renxue sitting on the sofa, making sounds and words that seemed to express "surprise".

Mo Lin pouted slightly, and sat next to Qian Renxue:

"Good guy, you mother and daughter are really alike, why do you think I can't control myself?"

Qian Renxue kept a smirk on her face, and said with a poisonous tongue:

"That shows that our mother and daughter understand your 'nature' as a male, and we have a tacit understanding and made the same judgment."

"You, forget it, do whatever you like!"

Ever since the three of them had spoken, it seemed that Qian Renxue's venomous words when she saw Mo Lin alone had become a sort of repertoire.

Qian Renxue showed a satisfied smile on her face when she saw the subdued Mo Lin. She could never get tired of Mo Lin's expression of "handing down his gun and surrendering".

Mo Lin seemed to be sitting slumped, but Qian Renxue's expression fell into his eyes, knowing that the "regular repertoire" was over.

"Now that I'm back, do you think we should rest earlier? Or should we rest earlier?"

Now that Qian Renxue was comfortable with cursing, Mo Lin let go of his body, stretched out his hand and wanted to pull Qian Renxue into his arms.

However, Qian Renxue didn't follow Mo Lin's wish, she dodged to one side of her body, with a playful expression on her face:

"Rest? It's okay, but, should you talk to me about it, how many have you hooked up with during this time?"

"???"

Regarding Qian Renxue's question, countless question marks flashed in Mo Lin's mind,

'No, what am I doing again? Why do you think I'm showing mercy again? '

Mo Lin almost wrote all the thoughts in his heart on his face, and Qian Renxue could see it clearly:

"What are you pretending in front of me? Hu Liena told me when she came back, and I saw it when you came today. Do you think it's useful?"

After hearing this, Mo Lin put his right hand on his forehead and let out a long sigh:

"Good guy, do you and senior sister also think so?"

This was not the first time that Mo Lin's elders thought that Mo Lin and Xuedi had that kind of relationship last time, and this time Qian Renxue and Hu Liena also had the same idea.

"Let me tell you, all of you are so sure, have you ever asked Snow Empress for her own opinion?" Mo Lin

"Snow Emperor? Is that her name?" Qian Renxue

"Anyway, that's what I called her, and that's what she said herself. If you have free time and nothing to do, you can find out her 'real name' by yourself." Mo Lin replied angrily.

"Do you really have no intimate relationship with her?" Qian Renxue looked at Mo Lin's helpless expression. Based on her understanding of Mo Lin, this should not be a cover-up.

Seeing that Qian Renxue's "aggressiveness" has dropped a lot, Mo Lin "countered back" and said:

"Of course not, I said, can you stop treating me like a 'stallion'?

I couldn't control my emotions before, and I have feelings with you, master, and senior sister, and "wanting them all" is my problem.

But I have never been to a brothel, and I have never visited a brothel, so why do people around me always think that I see one and the other? Am I so unbearable in your hearts? "

Listening to Mo Lin's complaints, Qian Renxue was also a little embarrassed.

Ever since she learned that Mo Lin had that kind of relationship with her mother, she really regarded Mo Lin as the kind of man who would fall in love with each other as long as he had a good face and a good figure. Taking the initiative to say that she wants them all, Qian Renxue further confirmed this point of view.

However, Qian Renxue thought about it carefully, except for their mother and daughter and Hu Liena, she had never heard of Mo Lin being particularly close to any woman, even if they were relatives, there was basically no such situation.

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue slowly moved to the side of Mo Lin, put her hand on Mo Lin's shoulder, and slowly leaned her body against it:

"Xiao Lin, it's my fault this time, so don't be angry."

Mo Lin didn't reply, he was indeed a little angry now,

The elders think of him this way, and he can still regard it as a generation gap and a lack of communication, but everyone next to him thinks so, and his wife doesn't believe in him, so who will feel better?

"How about we have something different tonight, what do you think?" Qian Renxue