The 1810th Chapter of the National Teacher's Favorite Husband Is Very Alluring (Thirty-Eighth)

1808. Chapter 1808 The national teacher's favorite husband is very alluring (38)

Li Mo was forced to lean over, his hands collapsed on both sides, supporting his body, his eyes darkened.

Li Mo likes to see the girl's expression when kissing him is different from the calmness of the past, and also will not resist the small domineering and strong mind of the young national teacher.

on the contrary,

He liked how she cared about him.

a long time,

Ranbai loosened the man's collar, she looked at the handsome and noble man's slightly messy clothes, and said seriously: "As long as you are good, I will spoil you in the future."

Li Mo squinted his peach blossom eyes, he straightened his collar slowly, lowered his body slightly, and looked at Dianbai's eyes.

Li Mo looked at the girl's dark eyes like abyss, paused for a while, then laughed lightly, and said with a sinister voice: "Well, I will be good."

His voice quality is very light, but it is extremely pleasant, like a calm narration, no emotion can be heard.

The purple-clothed man lowered his eyes slightly, held the girl's fair hand, and his long and beautiful fingers slipped between the girl's fingers.

Li Mo looked at the hands that were held together, feeling a little novel and a little joyful, he stared at it for a long time, and the corner of his lips was always hooked with a smile.

Ranbai also steered him, letting the man hold her hand in every possible way, shaking her novelly.

Looking down, the originally handsome and noble man was a little more youthful and childish, with a strong sense of youth.

So cute,

Think white.

Li Mo hugged the girl's national teacher, and the beautifully curved porcelain-white jaw rested on the white-dyed neck. He rubbed lightly, with an intimate and gentle attitude, he seemed to sigh, and his voice was like an afternoon. As mild as black tea: "Good night, rest early."

Ranbai Qingqing hummed.

Li Mo smiled, straightened up, turned around and walked out of the room, and thoughtfully helped Ranbai close the door.

Ranbai stared at the doorway, his eyes were as clear as mist, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Li Mo didn't leave directly, but stood outside the door for a while, his dark and deep eyes were as deep as ink dyed, like a mysterious and dangerous vortex.

He stared at the door for a while, then withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

The night is dark and cold,

Moonlight is like water,

back to the room,

Li Mo lightly lit the candle,

The tall and slender young man stood there, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, looking at the jumping flames, the dark and deep pupils also seemed to reflect the burning flames, and the shimmering light was clear.

He chuckled to himself.

Li Mo knows,

Today, he was impulsive, and he didn't even think about what the result of his confession would be, because he didn't dare to think about it.

They've only known each other so short...

but,

I really can't stand it...

Listening to someone talking about the relationship between the national teacher and Shangguan Yi,

Watching Shangguanchen stop the girl in the dark,

I want to stop it, I want to stand in front of the girl aboveboard.

but found,

There seems to be no reason.

Yes,

Nothing.

He didn't even dare to ask about her relationship with Shangguan Yi, after all, they had been childhood sweethearts for six years.

During those six years,

without him.

He has no right to ask.

The bottom of my heart seemed to be on fire, and it was as strong as wine. All the strategizing and rational self-sufficiency collapsed in an instant. The thought that originally thought of taking a step by step and slowly invading the girl's heart also disappeared in an instant.

so impulsive,

Li Mo thought.

Can't stand it at all,

So as soon as I entered, I pressed the girl against the wall,

I said those words without thinking about the outcome.

No one knew how nervous he was, even the hand on the girl's shoulder was hot.

It's like waiting for the judgment of the god of death, every minute and every second is torment.

It seems that all of his joys, sorrows and sorrows are controlled by one person.

This feeling of being out of control,

too unfamiliar.

But intense heart palpitations.

Fourth shift, scatter flowers scatter flowers ヾ(x-on:^▽^x-on:)ノ, together~