"Sit down, I won't tease you anymore."

"Really fake..."

"Don't move around, don't blame me for being cruel if you move around." Mo Liancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted her to move. His body was close to his body, and the touch was very obvious. When he moved again, no one could guarantee whether he would wipe the gun|leave|fire in the next moment.

Qu Tan'er's heart also had a strange tremor.

Naturally, I understand what he means.

At this time, a bowl of steaming soup was placed on a small table next to her. Mo Liancheng stretched out his hand, brought it over, and delivered it to her lips and said, "Drink it."

"What came from?"

"Ginger soup."

"Oh." Qu Tan'er didn't say much, and drank it all obediently.

only……

There is nothing to do, and the two are too ambiguous.

Mo Liancheng closed his eyes and was soaking in the water and enjoying it. "Tan'er, you have always had a bad relationship with the people in the Qu family? Why are they not good to you? Are you not Qu Jianglin's biological daughter?"

"I, how do I know?" Qu Tan'er's little head was not polite, and leaned on his shoulder to rest, "I'm going to ask me Jiu... I'm asking my mother. Her situation in Qu Mansion has always been bad. Qu Jianglin is said to have been ignoring her for more than ten years. What's more, hehe, Qu Pan'er's jealousy is determined to be the queen, but Mo Yihuai likes it--cough cough."

I gritted my teeth and was so proud!

He actually mentioned this matter.

In fact, she was not sure why the original Qu Tan'er and Mrs. Jiu were always excluded in the Qu Mansion. Mrs. Jiu was a beautiful and gentle woman who didn't like to fight with her. Before the original "Qu Tan'er" committed suicide by hitting the wall, her personality was said to be similar to Mrs. Jiu. Judging from what happened in the past two years, she personally felt that Qu Pan'er and the eldest lady excluded them, probably because of Mo Yihuai's relationship. According to legend, Mo Yihuai's relationship with the original "Qu Tan'er" was good.

"Why don't you continue talking?" Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

"What's there to say? The deep mansion is like a small palace fight."

"I will continue to talk for you?" The feeling of storm coming.

"..." The corners of her mouth twitched.

It’s really a damn pot if you don’t open it!

Is Mo Liancheng also a jealous person? But what kind of person he is jealous?

"That master, I, I..." Her little face was entangled.

At this time, Mo Liancheng looked tense and silently hugged her out of the bathtub. He reached out and picked up the bath towel, helped her wipe off the water droplets on her body, and then helped her wear clothes one by one.

Although the actions are unfamiliar, they are also orderly.

He dressed himself neatly after helping her dress.

In low pressure, intuition.

Qu Tan'er looked at him blankly, not daring to vomit.

After a while, she thought he was about to speak after finishing his work, but she didn't expect that he suddenly picked herself up, stepped directly to the dressing table, and carefully placed her on the chair.

Her little heart was pounding, I wonder what he wanted to do?

However, he still said nothing and calmly took the wooden comb.

After a while, he helped her comb her hair.

When she came to her senses, she found that there was a elegant bun on her head. And he, in his green hands, was holding a golden jade-inlaid, slowly inserted it into his hair. When it was done, his gloomy handsome face finally calmed down, with the corners of his lips curled up, and asked proudly: "How is my craft?"

“?!…”
Chapter completed!