Pampered Darling: 99 Yuan Sweet Wife Chapter 120

  What you have in the future is the best, confessing to him innuendo?

   With such an association, the Great Demon King is in a much better mood, and his eyes are full of warmth.

  The end of the hair, the crisis is lifted, Su Qingqing can breathe a sigh of relief now.

   However, the "flirting" of the two of them like no one else fell into Lan Qiongqiong's eyes every scene, which makes people envious, jealous and hateful.

   The little girl squeezed her doll tightly, the unwillingness in her eyes was covered up by her, and she was quickly replaced by innocence.

   "Brother Ting, starting tomorrow, I'm going to transfer to Chenxing Girls' High School. In order to facilitate school, can I find an apartment nearby to live in?"

  Lan Qiongqiong rarely asks in front of Quan Moting, plus she lived alone before, so her temperament is inevitably a little introverted.

   Quan Moting pursed his lips, and finally made up his own mind, "It's not safe for you to live in an apartment outside by yourself. It's better to live in Zijin Garden. Every day after school, I will arrange a driver to pick you up."

  Lan Qiongqiong hugged Quan Moting's arm with a smile as expected.

   "Brother Ting, you are the best, I know you love me the most."

  In this way, Lan Qiongqiong successfully moved into Zijin Garden using his "three-inch incorrupt tongue".

   On that day, Quan Moting not only instructed Aunt Fu to tidy up and arrange the room, but also prepared a lot of clothes for Lan Qiongqiong.

   Even if it was a tutor for tutoring, Quan Moting asked Song Yu to choose it himself.

   From the beginning to the end, Su Qingqing watched the fun as a melon eater, and the servants up and down Zijin Garden broke a cold sweat for her, but she was the only client who did not feel any sense of crisis.

   At night, Quan Moting came back from his office in the study. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Su Qingqing sitting at the desk, resting his chin in one hand, biting the pen and thinking in distress, completely unaware of his approach.

   "Still drawing?"

   A low and **** voice sounded above his head, Su Qingqing was startled, leaned back uncontrollably, and was caught off guard by the man.

  Su Qingqing blinked, her fair face turned red uncontrollably, and her heartbeat became extraordinarily violent.

   "You, why are you so scary, don't you know to knock on the door before you come in?"

   She randomly collected the sketches on the table, covering the pattern on the drawing paper with one hand, and tossed a pile of scraps that she had crumpled into a ball on the ground.

   Looking at her frizzy frizz, it was obvious that she couldn't draw it.

   Quan Moting stretched out his hand, his long, sharp fingers resting on Su Qingqing's smooth cheeks, smiling faintly.

   "If you can't draw it, stop drawing and rest for a while."

   He got very close, the hot male breath lingered around Su Qingqing, Su Qingqing's whole face flushed.

   "Drawing, you have to force yourself to draw if you can't draw it. If you don't understand, don't bother me."

  Su Qingqing pushed the man's strong chest, and his white plain hands were suddenly wrapped by his big palms.

   This action made Su Qingqing's heart suffocate.

   Meow Meow, he, what does he want?

   "Qingbao, as far as you are concerned, I'm not as important as your drawings?"

   The man chuckled, his big palm slid over her wrist, exerting a little force, the woman's soft and fragrant body suddenly fell into his embrace.

   "Good, it's late at night, go to bed with my husband."

   The man's low and hoarse words made Su Qingqing want to knock him unconscious.

   She didn't warm the bed when she married him!

  Su Qingqing was almost forcibly pressed by Quan Moting on the bed, and she could not manage any sketches for a while.

   "Nei, Nei...I only came here yesterday, so don't press me, it's uncomfortable." Su Qingqing pushed his chest embarrassedly and didn't dare to move.

   As soon as she came, she was afraid that someone would make a big deal.

   On the other hand, she was worried that an agitated person would bleed continuously, and if the bed sheets were soiled, it would be a shame.

   The man turned his body to his side and adjusted his subconsciousness. His strong and powerful arms were still wrapped around Su Qingqing's waist, and his brows and eyes were dazzled with a wanton and evil smile.

   Hook people tightly.

   "Little fox, what are you thinking, my husband just wants to hug you and have a good sleep."

   Quan Moting raised Su Qingqing's lower jaw with a smile, but the corner of his mouth continued to rise a little bit.

   Every word is full of ridicule.

"Even if the madam wants to, then I have to wait until my body is clean. No matter how the madam wants to play, I will cooperate obediently. As for the tricks that I don't know, my husband is willing to learn it, and I promise that the madam will have a life-long hardship. -Forgotten experience."

   "Who, who wants to have something with you, shameless."

  Su Qingqing felt that this fellow's mouth seemed to have opened up, one slander after another.

   In order not to let her heart be shaken again, Su Qingqing turned her back in anger and tore off most of the quilt wrapped around her.

   "Oh, are you really annoyed?" The man laughed softly.

  Su Qingqing still didn't turn around and said dully, "No, go to sleep."

   "Since there is none, then turn around."

"I do not."

   "Really not turning?"

  Su Qingqing: "..." Did this guy take the wrong medicine today, so he's picking on his unpleasantness?

   Without giving someone a chance to resist, Quan Moting calmly moved his hand around the woman's waist suddenly, almost effortlessly turning Su Qingqing's body upside down and firmly imprisoned under the warm wings.

   "Ah... Quan Moting, you!"

  Su Qingqing let out a low cry, and the two hearts were pressed together. She felt that not only her ears were hot, but even the palms of her hands that were firmly pressed against the big devil's chest were sweaty.

   "Qingbao, what are you nervous about?" His beautiful phoenix eyes stared at the little woman who was close at hand.

   For the first time, he restrained his jokes and looked at her very seriously, his dark brown pupils filled with the tenderness of water.

   Such a Quan Moting, Su Qingqing looked very moved.

   also had some inexplicable fear.

   She blinked unnaturally and whispered, "In front of you, all women... will be nervous."

  Su Qingqing leaned against his chest with her small round head hanging down.

   Muffled, with unhappy signals all over his body.

   The man's chin rested on the top of Su Qingqing's head, sensing the little emotions she was showing, he didn't speak in a hurry, but patted her back again and again.

   "The arrival of Qiongqiong makes you unhappy."

   This is a declarative sentence, not a question sentence.

  Su Qingqing shook his head and retorted decisively, "No unhappy."

   Not to mention that she is a little girl, she is an adult, so there is nothing worth looking down on.

   Besides, before she came to Quan Moting's side, the little girl was already there.

  The Great Demon King and Lan Qiongqiong have been together much longer than her. What reason and position does she have to "compete for jealousy" with a little girl.

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