Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

Mo Zichen Tieqing's face did not respond to her, nor did she stop in front of her, but stretched out the arm of the ape, grabbed her collar, and directly screwed her out of the training ground. The strong iron arm picked her up, as easily as carrying a wheat stalk.

"Oh, what are you doing," Su Biluo, whose feet are suspended, struggled like stepping on a hot wheel, which is too far away from the style of her imagination, "Xiang Gong, don't you be so rude, princess hugs Straighten to be strong. "

"Ah--" A cry broke out, and she was ruthlessly thrown under the locust tree outside the training ground, and her bones were hurt by the uneven stones under the tree.

He snarled fiercely: "Is it all right? Run everywhere as soon as you wake up, don't kill yourself! Go back to this general immediately! Immediately!"

Su Biluo seemed to hear something from this scolding, and the corners of his mouth held a voluptuous arc, and his clear eyes were full of smiles.

She sat on the pile of fallen leaves with her knees clasped, raised her head to stare at Mo Zichen, and asked narrowly.

"Xiang Gong likes me, right? Are you nervous about me, care about me, right? Otherwise, you won't be absent early for my illness; you won't kneel for my illness; you won't be hurt for my illness. Your knee; will not "feed" me personally; will not let me go back to rest now. "

Mozichen's doubts made him unable to resist. He Haojun's face frowned, and he glanced at Yingyue and the painting.

Yingyue and Jinhua shivered, quickly shunned the master's gaze, crept away, and walked away. They also moved the pestle into a wooden pillar like ink feathers.

"Xiang Gong, if you like me, just accept your fate." Su Biluo said more and more confidently, and stood up, approached one step closer, provoked under the breath of Mo Zichen, "You and I are married, and we can make mistakes. Knotted as a husband and wife, it is the elder who took the red line, you think me, okay? "

When the love came, she hugged his wolf waist and buried her face in his arms.

Mo Zichen pulled her tightly intertwined hands and hurriedly pushed her away. His eyes glanced at the soldiers on the training ground and whispered coldly, "What is this occasion, don't you know? Su Biluo, You are not worthy of my liking for your frivolous appearance. Also, you are less affectionate and I save you, not because I like you, but because I can't lose your money-making tool. I have always said Very clear. "

A pot of cold water poured mercilessly, and Su Biluo's heart was expected to become a cold winter in this early spring.

She blinked, her face looked dazed.

frivolous?

Money-making tool?

In his eyes, she actually exists like this?

Su Biluo's self-esteem was deeply hurt.

Her awkward pestle was there, her usual teeth and teeth, and the scoundrels of the rogue all disappeared. Perhaps it was the reason for the serious injury that she could not even pretend to be smirking.

The wounded eyes gradually became foggy, and in the mist, it seemed to see a fascinating little face on the hillside in the distance.

Is n’t that Liu Ruyan? Is she also in the crowd? Everyone is gone, why hasn't she left yet?

With her status, she will not be bored to come to see the soldiers every day. Who is she?

Su Biluo blinked, stretched his hands to wipe off the mist in his eyes, and then fixed his eyes, the hillside was empty, and Liu Ruyan dissipated like a burst of smoke.

Is it a trick?

Su Biluo has no intention to investigate the truth.

Her mind was all on Mo Zichen. But Liu Ruyan's phantom made her more firm in her heart. He was a bunker, and she had to conquer him before he liked others.

In front of love, is self-esteem a bird?

He can kneel for her life, can't she honor her self-esteem for her love?

As long as he fell in love with her, he would be dead.

Regardless of the mall or the love scene, she is destined to be the one who laughs to the end.

Su Biluo was thinking about it like this, his eyes flashed a little bit of wisdom, and he immediately smoothed the injured heart and deliberately smiled more frivolously.

"You are frivolous? Don't you just like me frivolous." Su Biluo's cunning eyes gave off a provocative light, the tone was very ambiguous | ambiguous, and the distance between the two pairs of eyes was getting closer and closer. Breath is also harmonized with wind | a variety of emotions.

"Do you know yourself? General, maybe you just like a frivolous woman, with iron teeth in your mouth saying no, but the body is very honest." Su Biluo finally caught him by the time he was at the best close distance. lip.

She could feel his body suddenly stiffen.

Her heart snickered, with the joy of victory.

Chasing her while she understands, she did not hesitate to wrap her arms around her neck and hug his neck to experience the French enthusiasm deeply, entangled like a water snake.

This is not the first time. I don't know if there is any improvement in technology, at least not as stupid as the beginning.

For a few seconds, Mo Zichen was really restrained and deeply immersed in it. In a blink of an eye, the soldier's vigilance buried in the bone blood defeated himself.

"Shameless!" He pushed her away, glancing nervously at the driving range.

In broad daylight, he has always been strict in governing the army in the public, so what the soldiers think.

"Xiang Gong--" Su Biluo came forward again.

"Stop!" Mo Zichen snarled, and an arm quickly reached out to block, trying to calm down the heartbeat, "Unscrupulous woman! Could you be more dignified? If you want to be your general's wife once and for all, it would be better Regulate your own words and deeds, learn etiquette, and act authentically. Otherwise, when you make enough money, the general will rest you! "

"Wow, isn't it? So realistic?" Su Biluo felt hurt by 10,000 tons.

"Yes! This general is so realistic. Do you like me like this?" Mo Zichen raised his eyebrows arrogantly.

Su Biluo nodded with a smile: "Yeah. At least you are not a hypocrite, and you have special principles. Although your heart is like a bunker, it is difficult to attack, but the more this is, the more valuable it is. Again, you like it Mine, don't refuse to admit it. I won't let us miss each other because of your stupidity and boredom!

Mo Zichen couldn't help but roll his eyes and sneered: "Well, you really are a self-righteous guy! I won't like you, no!"

"You like it," Su Biluo's stubborn temper also came up, and fire | spicy eyes stared at him, "because everything you did for me can be faked by others. But you don't have it, you can do it yourself, this is Prove one thing, because you are too anxious and rushed out without thinking, right? "

She grabbed the hand he was holding, approaching step by step, her eyes burning like a fire: "You are anxious for me, you are nervous for me, you like me ..."

Mo Zichen's throat knotted, and he took a half step back involuntarily and his breath became tight.

"Xiang Gong, did you admit your fate? If it is true love, how can it not be hidden?"

She moved closer and closer, and the gloss of her thin lips looked so sexual in the sun |