When they said that they were holding a long walk with Moen, one of the men couldn’t help but whispered, "Say one, is this our future lady?"

"Yeah." The words nodded affirmatively.

"Why do you think so?" Some people questioned.

"Because she took the purity of Boss."

Everyone sighed with a sigh of relief. "Is Boss pure?"

With a slight smile, he has a delicate and gentle face compared to his strong style. He is very tender and looks like a young boy who is just a young adult.

He wrapped his arms around his chest. "Although we all know that Boss is an old hooligan, you can't say it right, so be prepared to accept punishment, boys."

"..."

It is obvious that Boss is the old rogue!

A group of people dare not speak.

Mourning was taken back to the bedroom by the words of the year, and when he was light, he was thrown into a soft bed.

Yansi also lay down and held her in her arms. Although her posture was lazy, her mouth was with a pleasant arc. I knew that my mood was very good.

Moining could not help but ask, "The plan is successful."

Yansi raised his eyebrows and shook his head. "No."

Moining’s little hand immediately pinched a piece of meat around his waist, and the cockroach rotated 180 degrees.

She took a sigh of relief from the man’s pain, and she resented. "Then you laughed!"

"You, this woman..." Yansi seized her hand, rolled over and lay down on her side, squatting at the place where she was shackled, and looked at her like a smile. "The courage is getting bigger."

Mourning glanced at him and glanced at him. He saw no anger in his eyes, only he was embarrassed, and he could not help but flash.

Apparently, she also noticed her relaxation in the face of the words of the year, screaming, throwing a wink at him, and being shy.

"You don't like it?"

In a year of darkness, she regained her slender waist and said in a tone, "If you are so bold in bed, I will like it more."

"..."

Mening sighed and sighed.

On the other day, if he is serious, she estimates that she will not get used to it.

"Quickly say something right!"

On the eyes of Shangmening, the words of the year are no longer amused by her, and the story is simply said, and then lazy, "After five days, it is a banquet. At that time, Huo Yunqi and Lu Chaoyang will come over, I hope you I can see you, if you still want to kill them later..."

He raised his eyebrows.

"You are responsible for destroying the dead, I am responsible for helping you wind."

If Mourning thinks thoughtfully, "They shouldn't come?"

Ming knows that the front is a cliff, and there is a fool who will jump down desperately.

"Trust me, they will come."

In the words of the year, she played with the black hair that she had grown to the neck. Her face was a little absent-minded, but her eyes sparkled with a meaningful smile.

Mo Ning looked at him and finally resisted asking him what basis he had.

"Okay." She flashed a killing in her eyes. "As long as they dare to come, I will never be soft!"

If she had some problems with Lu Chaoyang before, then she would not have it now.

After all, her hatred of the Huo family was instilled by Moshan, and she did not experience any unforgettable events.

But the death of Moshan, leaving only hatred in her life, she will not be soft again.

"Let's relax."

She noticed her tight body, and she squeezed her waist in a soothing manner.