Naughty Reborn Cute Wife

Ling 00: what are you going to do next?

Luo Luo: one step, one step.

No revenge, no man! After

closed the mobile phone, Luo Luo unloaded his makeup, cleaned his face, put on a mask, and went to sleep.

Midnight.

The bedroom door was pushed open with a squeak, and then the dim yellow light in the corridor leaked in.

Mo Leng Qing's cool face was tired. He went into the room, took off his suit coat and hung it on the hanger.

For the first two years after Ye Ling's death, he would not go home.

This time, I couldn't resist my grandfather's urging, so I had to come back.

After Jane took a cold bath in the bathroom, Mo lengqing wore a flannel robe and came to the big bed.

Lift the corner of the quilt, ink cold engine is about to * *, but accidentally touch a group of hairy things.

He frowned slightly and turned on the light at the head of the bed. Under the warm orange light, he found a mass of pink soft things.

It's a little thing.

At the moment, the little thing is wearing a pink coral velvet nightgown with rabbit's head printed on it. He is sprawling on the bed. The whole person is in a big shape, but the small person occupies two-thirds of the big bed.

A girl, how to sleep so bold and unrestrained?

"Luo Luo, wake up..." Mo lengqing whispered.

His response was the sweet breath of the girl.

Mo lengqing is helpless. He gets up and subconsciously wants to sleep on the sofa. However, after a few steps, he stops.

This is his villa. Why do you want this girl to sleep in bed and sofa?

Moreover, it seems that sleeping with her last time can cure his insomnia.

After thinking about it, Mo lengqing returns to bed.

Looking at the bold and unrestrained sleeping girl, Mo lengqing is helpless. He holds Luo Luo's arm and breaks her body to the right -

but unexpectedly, the girl in the dream holds his hand and rubs against him like a little suckling cat.

"Baji" -- Luo Luo's mouth moved, and the tip of his tender tongue stretched out to lick it, as if he had dreamt of something delicious in his sleep.

"Little thing, let me go." Mo Leng is holding a face. He wants to move the girl's body to the side, but finds that she rubs her arms more happily.

girl's soft and fragrant body on her body. Her sweet breath lingers in his nasal cavity. This fragrance is more comfortable than any brand of luxury perfume that has been kissed by cold ink.

Helpless sigh, ink cold engine give up the idea of taking away small things, he * *, let small things rub in his arms.

The warm orange light falls on the girl's small face. Her skin can be broken, her eyebrows can be bent, and her long eyelashes can be curled. It looks like a doll. Under the light, her pink lips look very attractive

Realizing this idea, Mo lengqing was surprised.

Ye Ling just left not long ago. How could he have such an idea about other women.

What's more, the target is only a 6-year-old.

Clean up their emotions, ink cold engine don't pass an eye, turn off the light, cover, ready to sleep.

"Naogong Naogong... "

In the sleep, the girl's shallow babble with low murmur.

Did she dream of herself?

Mo Leng Qing twisted his eyebrows, but he replied softly: "I'm here. "

" naogong, don't leave me... "

In the dark, Luo Luo holds Mo Leng Qing's small hand tightly.