Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

Mo Zichen lifted her wrist and pulled it in, and she almost fell into his arms.

He took the opportunity to fasten Su Biluo's waist with his other big hand, leaned over and leaned down.

At the same time as the ice eyes pressed, the breath of the moxibustion mopped slightly, the breath was ice and fragrance, and the heart was so ambiguous.

"What can I do in Dongfang Huadengye?" Mo Zichen raised his eyebrows, and the dark, dark eyes stirred a bit of playfulness.

Su Biluo swallowed saliva desperately, and the hand that had not been squeezed became a fist.

"Can it be able to do what it can do? Your marriage is a deal, why do you do it?"

Su Biluo tried to be reasonable, but Xiu Cai encountered soldiers, which were usually unclear. Under his strong domineering, she stammered for no reason and lost her confidence.

"Huh, that's not necessary. The contract can be signed, and the cave can also be--"

The play on his lips became stronger, closer and closer, closer and closer ...

When I see the tip of my nose, I will touch the tip of her nose.

Su Biluo squeezed her lips tightly, her head tilted back, her small face flushed.

She kept cursing in her heart: Don't approach anymore, your old waist will be broken.

"No—"

She closed her eyes and pushed hard against his chest, but unexpectedly pushed it empty.

Huo Ran stood up straight and let go.

"Ah ---" she yelled and fell again.

Mo Zichen withdrew the contract in her hand at this moment.

He strode to the side of the book case with a big stroke, signed his name with a big stroke, and then lost it at random. The contract fell slowly on Su Biluo's face, and Su Biluo fell on the ground.

"The contract can be signed, and the cave can not be entered." Mo Zichen mocked, "Even if you fall into the country, this general is not interested. The woman that this general wants, must be like this general."

"Eh--" Su Bi let out a sigh of relief, "Say that, scared me to death."

She picked up the contract from her face and climbed up while watching: "You ... you put a deadline?"

"Yes!" Mo Zichen was arrogant and unruly, and his tone was very decisive. "These three hundred thousand and two, half a year, no matter what method you use, you must earn it. Otherwise, the general has to put down what you said. Face, openly rushed to the father-in-law's house and robbed. "

Su Bi gave Mo Zichen a blank look and said angrily: "This time is too short, no way!"

"It's your business to do it or not, you just don't think you can do it!" Mo Zichen's sharp eyes were full of ridicule, no more nonsense, and he turned and walked to the door.

"Also, wipe the ink on your face."

Seeing that Mo Zichen had gone out, there was a sneering sneer floating in the air.

"General ---" There was a sound of salute from Yingyue and the painting at the door.

Su Biluo hurriedly ran to the front of the Linghua Mirror and took a photo. It was really drawn in two strokes by a brush, just like a flowered cat with whiskers. Su Biluo rolled his lips, presumably when he fell just now, he was scratched by the brush in his hand.

Outside the door came Yingyue and the whispering sounds in the painting: "How did the general go?"

Su Biluo was not in a hurry to wash her face, sitting staring in front of the Linghua Mirror, an unexplained smile appeared on her lips.

It has been half a month since I came to this continent, and the hardest part has finally passed.

Although this Mo Zichen is not easy to provoke, it is not the ruthless evil in the rumors. He is so handsome that he has no friends, and it is also a big fortune in misfortune.

Half a month ago, she was still in the business world of the 21st century. She was so invincible that no one could beat her. Who knew that she would be insulted by an opponent ’s killer. The incompetent Miss Su's second.