Chapter 871 Mu Chengshu will not want me!

  At this moment, facing the little milk tank, he was a little at a loss.

  Sheng Shimo walked over, squatted on the side of the sofa, and poked the little head that looked like a kiwi with his finger.

   Appearing to be dissatisfied with his behavior, the little milk can waved its soft claws and slammed it on the back of Sheng Shimo's hand.

  Mo was not annoyed in his prime, but the corners of his mouth rose up and he laughed.

  He continued to poke ‘kiwi’ with his fingers.

  Three times to the left, three times to the right, poke up, poke down.

  Finally, the little milk pot couldn't bear it, and let out a grunt from his nose, warning that Mo was not allowed to move him in the prime of time.

  In his prime, Mo wanted to achieve this kind of effect, and it became even more intensified.

  The little milk can can't stand it anymore, so she turned her head violently, and screamed at Sheng Shimo, "You big gangster, old turtle turtle bastard, don't touch Umbra’s head!"

  Mo suddenly a little bit dumbfounded in his prime.

  What kind of mess has this kid learned from his mother?

   "Yeah!" The little milk tank yelled again from his mouth, "Eat my whirling short legs, I promise to send you to the west, let you and the sun side by side!"

  I saw his short, fleshy legs tilt up, aiming at Sheng Shimo’s handsome face, and flew over, fast as if a gust of wind whizzed past.

  His flying kick is indeed fast and accurate.

  Kingshimo's movements are notoriously quickened and ruthless.

   Just when that foot was only half an inch from Jun's face, Sheng Shimo suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the ankle of that foot, and cut the small whirling short leg of the small milk tank in the air.

The whirling short legs of the little milk tank have never failed. Seeing that there was a winner's smile on the corner of Mo's mouth, his face flushed with anger, and he wanted to pull his calf back again, but his ankle was caught by the man Hold it firmly in your hand, it won't move at all!

"Big gangster, let go of me!" The little milk tank can only turn sideways, lift up another little foot, and kick the hand that Sheng Shimo grabbed his ankle. "You let go of my little jiojio If you don't let go, I will let Mu Cheng Shuo come over and beat you!"

  Mucheng...Shochu?

  Good affectionate name!

  In his prime, Mo's heart suddenly surged with jealousy, and the strength in his hand was unknowingly loosened.

The little milk can took the opportunity to withdraw her own feet, got up, stood on the sofa, with one hand akimbo, and the other pointing Sheng Shimo, ridiculed "Hahaha... be afraid, I'm afraid I will come to hit you." Got it..."

   Seeing the appearance of the little milk can of ‘I have Mucheng sorghum, I am not afraid of heaven and earth’, the crazy jealousy extends from the bottom of my heart, and the ink is about to burn to ashes.

   His anger was extremely angry, and he suddenly said, "Just now, your Mu Cheng Shu has been here."

  Hearing this, the little milk can suddenly jumped up on the sofa, and said ecstatically, "Mucheng Shuyu? Where is he? Is he going to take me home?!"

   Speaking, glanced straight in the direction of the door, as if he wanted to climb off the sofa, leave here, and find his Mu Cheng Shu.

   In his prime, Mo's eyes were quick and fast, he immediately stopped his movement, and said, "You don't need to look for your Mucheng scorpion. He already doesn't want you. You should stay here obediently."

   "Liar!" The little milk tank exclaimed emotionally, "Mucheng Shuji will not want me, you big liar!"

  He hurriedly jumped off the sofa, and ran towards the door before he had time to wear his shoes.

  (End of this chapter)