The servant girls went out trembling, the door was closed, and moliushuang sat back in front of Su Nuo.

    "This is delicious."

    Su Nuo took a small piece of crispy meat and sent it to the lips of moliushuang.

    Mo liushuang lowered his eyebrows, paused, or opened his mouth.

    Seeing that he ate it, Su Nuo took back his hand, holding his small chin in one hand and looking at the ink flow cream with a smile.

    "Is it delicious?"

    Jiao Jiao Nuo''s voice asked.

    "Delicious."

    The ink flow frost replied low.

    "But --" he suddenly looked up, with a cold look in his narrow eyes: "you can only do things like this to me."

    "Ah!"

    Su Nuo was stunned.

    What''s up?

    She thought about it. She had only done it to her father and grandmother.

    "Can''t grandma and father?"

    Su Nuo bit his lip and looked confused.

    He''s really overbearing!

    Muriushuang thought for a long time, and finally said, "grandmother can, father can''t."

    Su Nuo looked at Mo liushuang with his big clear eyes.

    The little girl''s eyelashes are wet and stained with tears. The water mist is dense in her eyes, which is as bright as the stars in the sky.

    "Don''t look at me."

    Mo liushuang narrowed her eyes and covered Su Nuo''s eyes with her hand.

    Damn it, as long as she looks at herself like this, she can''t help but want to compromise.

    Mo liushuang bit his teeth. What the hell.

    "Well -"

    Su Nuo is a little inexplicable. I don''t know why he suddenly doesn''t allow himself to look at him.

    He seems a little angry.

    Seeing that he was angry, Su Nuo was also nervous. For a moment, his eyelashes kept shaking.

    Mo liushuang''s palm was itched by her slender eyelashes, and took back her hand.

    "Do you hear me?"

    Muriushuang continued the previous topic, but his eyes didn''t see Su Nuo again.

    "Why -"

    Although Su Nuo was a little nervous, she swallowed her saliva and squeezed her small fist.

    Just as I looked up to see the ink flow cream, I touched the sharp and deep black eyes of the ink flow cream. I was so frightened that I lowered my head and shrunk my head, like a quail.

    Mo liushuang got up, walked towards her step by step, stood in front of her, and put his hands on both sides of her body.

    He was full of force, and Su Nuo retreated again in fear.

    "You are mine."

    When the ink flow cream finished, the thin lips closed tightly, and there was a trace of cruelty in the narrow eyes.

    Mo liushuang saw that she had been lowering her head, stretched out her hand, gently hooked her chin and made her look up.

    Su Nuo''s watery pupils also flickered some light and shadow. The whole eyes looked even brighter.

    "Can''t father?"

    Her small voice is soft, but it has a crying voice and a bit of grievance.

    Muriushuang paused and looked into her eyes. He only felt that he had been completely sucked in.

    A heart originally covered with cold ice gradually melted into a soft one Soft.

    Mo liushuang pinched his fingers and his voice was dull.

    "OK."

    He can see that the little girl is afraid of him.

    He never cares what others think of him.

    Except Su Nuo.

    "Ah! It''s very kind of you, Muru cream."

    Su Nuo recovered and saw that he had agreed. He smiled and put his hands around moliushuang''s neck. His soft, white and delicate cheeks like tender tofu also rubbed against moliushuang''s face.