Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

The hot slap on the cheek was still there, and Su Biluo was really worried that he would be torn by this irritable man in the next second.

Her hands are in a stance, and her life is dying. If he wants to kill her, he still has to fight.

Unexpectedly, Mo Zichen snorted softly when she saw the posture she pulled away, and her lips slightly evoked a contemptuous arc.

"You three-legged cat worker, do you want to pull against General Ben?"

"That's no way," Su Biluo said to Xiao Xiao, "If you want to kill me, I must protect myself."

Mo Zichen frowned slightly: "Is it really your initiative? Why?"

"Because I'm good to you, you don't cherish me. Sister Naike said one thing, it worked better than ten words. Why do I want you? I'm not bad, the man who loves me is not the emperor, the prince Everyone is better than you. Why should I die hanging on your tree and give up the whole forest? "

Su Biluo really looked out

Just regretted in front of Tuoba Xiao, once in Mo Zichen's face, he began to talk again, how to say how, how to poke the other side's pain.

However, Mo Zichen was not angry or even violent this time. He just murmured in a low voice: "You said to wait for the general to apologize within three months. Has the three months arrived? The three months have not arrived, You go to the bed of another man, do you still have reason? "

After hearing this, Su Bi immediately shut up. She still made sense, it was indeed her own fault. But she didn't want to tell Mo Zichen now that it was all a sudden development of Tuoxiao.

"Then would you forgive me?" She asked, looking at the back of the embroidered shoes by the skirt.

Mo Zichen reached up to hold her chin and squeezed hard, her eyes had to interweave with him.

"I have asked for forgiveness for doing this wrong thing. No one dared to say that except for the first cheeky person in your world." Mozi Chen was clenching his teeth, but why is Su Biluo still in his A faint bitterness was caught in his eyes.

"Which man would choose to forgive when he encounters this kind of thing? The general didn't think it would. I have already left, but when I went outside the city, I thought that I would lose you and my heart would be swept away. Hollowed out. Without breathing, without the fighting spirit to live, the whole person was decadent. "

Mo Zichen's tone sounded like a dream, and with the voice of Ci Shen, it seemed like he was dyed with magic power, so that Su Biluo, Yingyue, and the painting were all stunned.

Is this what the general will say?

He is profiling himself while showing weakness.

When did Mo Zichen show weakness?

These words surprised Su Biluo so much that he felt stupefied and the feeling of joy slowed down for a long while before slowly flowing out of his heart.

Is this true? He said "losing her, his heart is like being swept away" ...

"So, will you forgive me?" Su Biluo asked tentatively.

"Yes. Because I can't bear you." Mo Zichen finally burst out the hardest words from his teeth.

Su Bi's eyes narrowed, she couldn't help but bit her lower lip, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

Yingyue and Ruhua looked at each other with a smile, and the two ghost girls exited the room in time, bringing the door to the room.

If you are willing to forgive, such an outcome must be happy, is there any need to stir it?

"Xiang Gong ..." Su Biluo's beautiful eyes quickly wetted and was deeply moved.

Mo Zichen took a step forward, opened his arms, and slammed Su Bi into his arms, tightly, as if to crush her bones.

"Damn woman, how can you retaliate me like this? Make your Xianggong shame, are you satisfied? Let your Xianggong be laughed at by the people in the world and wear a green hat, are you proud? You powerful little fierce, so unbearable Is there a loss? "

Apparently he was scolding her with his teeth clenched, but why did she listen to her ears, but the joy in her heart filled the whole heart? She couldn't help but her hands clasped his wolf waist.

"Aren't you just wanting to apologize? Okay, I apologize, I'm sorry, I shouldn't see Sister Yu Ke in private. After seeing her, I must have your consent. Is this all right?"

Mo Zichen's words were still whispering in the ear, Su Biluo's invincible tears whirled and shattered and shattered, and his throat was sobbing, he could only nod desperately.

"Hmm ..."

"What kind of confession you want, you are willing to listen to, I will say." Mo Zichen's heart-warming words continue to crush her heart defense, and she has long been unable to break into the army.

"Xiang Gong, do you love me? I want to know, I want to know ..." Su Biluo raised his tears and finally asked what he had always wanted to ask.

"Of course I love you, little fool." Mo Zichen gently scraped her little pretty nose, and her eyes were full | pet | drowning.

Su Biluo burst into tears and smiled: "Really? You say it again, say it again. Do you stop treating me as a money-making tool? Do you take me as your wife? Xiang Gong--"

"Yes, yes." Mo Zichen repeatedly confirmed, "I love you, love you, no longer use you as a money-making tool. You are my wife, no one can bully you."

"Xiang Gong--" Su Bi fell to her toes and frantically moved up, clinging tightly to his lips.

Mo Zichen hadn't felt her enthusiasm for a long time, and was suddenly kissed again.

Sucking each other as if to be with each other.

Su Biluo gasped slightly, pushed Mo Zichen slightly, and pressed his fist against his heart.

She didn't want a small pimple in his heart, she wanted to tell him the truth and tell him it was just a joke. She wanted them to be truly intimate.

"Xiang Gong, I want to say ... um ..."

Mo Zichen didn't give her a chance to say, blinked | the mouth was blocked again.

The temperature of each other rose sharply, and the heartbeat accelerated. Mo Zichen suddenly hugged her across and walked towards the bed.

The lips of the two were always close and never left.

Shaman fell down, and in the dim light, Mo Zichen was seen lying down on Su Biluo, moving insanely ...

Maybe it's been a long time since I was together, for months.

Mo Zichen was suffocating and could not wait to turn all the thirsts in his heart into action.

Once the small motor was turned on, it was tortured back and forth as if it was not intended to stop. The summit again and again made Su Biluo happy to die.

"Call me by name, Luo'er ..." He seemed to want her to confirm that the person on her body was Mo Zichen, not Tuoba Xiao, and asked again and again.

"Zi, Zichen ..." Su Biluo groaned softly.

"Luo'er, call me my name in the future, do you hear me?" He also gasped slightly.

"Well, okay ..." Her voice whispered, sticking like maltose that could pull out silk.

Outside the window, a pretty figure was embedded in the mullion, staring at the gauze in the room momentarily.

Tuoba Yuxuan couldn't see anything, but the movement still heard. She bit her whip vigorously, holding a horsewhip in her hand.