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Yan Xiaomo covered her mouth tightly and looked at Mo Wushuang with a resentful expression. Pinshu.com

"What do you mean by Uncle Shi's words?" He stole and ate it, and he was still not satisfied.

If this scene was seen by Zhuang Zhou, I really don't know what would happen.

"Uncle Shi means that Xiao Zhu'er should treat the three of them equally, what do you give your master, and don't forget to give Uncle Shi and Uncle Shi."

Mo Wushuang looked at the crimson little face, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Yan Xiaomo heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, according to what he said, you will give Uncle Shi a kiss later?

Did the three really treat her as a public good?

I feel a little sad.

"Do you all think of me as a toy? Whatever you want? Yan Xiaomo lowered her head, her tone was calm, with a faint sense of loss.

A toy that they play with at will.

Mo Wushuang's eyebrows furrowed, the cynical smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and what was left was a serious look.

"Uncle Shi didn't treat you as a toy, Xiao Zhu'er, do you believe Uncle Shi?" If he could, he would have liked to possess the woman in front of him alone, but it was impossible.

Xiao Zhu'er is shared by the three of them, and no one can occupy it alone.

Yan Xiaomo didn't believe it, but Mo Wushuang's eyes made people let down their guard, so as to believe in his magic.

Can't be fooled by his eyes, with a look of belief on his face, but his heart is still guarded.

Seeing Yan Xiaomo nodding, the corners of Mo Wushuang's lips hooked slightly, hooking up an intoxicating arc, like a spring breeze, and the corners of his mouth were also in shallow dimples, which was particularly good-looking.

That face was damn harmless, and Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but roar loudly in her heart.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a good place."

As he spoke, Mo Wushuang took Yan Xiaomo's hand, and a white peacock appeared in front of him.

"Where to go?" Yan Xiaomo was hugged by the peacock's back, with an uneasy look on her face.

"You know."

Mo Wushuang smiled and sold Yan Xiaomo.

Yan Xiaomo didn't bother to ask Mo Wushuang anything, her hand stroked the hair on the peacock's back, only feeling very soft and comfortable, and couldn't help but think of Zhuang Zhou's mount Kun.

"Uncle Shi, I haven't seen my master's kun, has my master's kun been stolen?"

Mo Wushuang stroked Yan Xiaomo's black hair and big palm slightly, and a hint of schadenfreude flashed in his eyes.

"I'm afraid your master's kun has been stewed." There was a hint of ridicule in his tone, and he didn't seem to be worried about what happened to Zhuang Zhou's Kun.

"Uncle Shi, you're kidding." Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but sigh with disgust.

"What's the matter, you want to Kun?"

Mo Wushuang hugged the soft body tightly in his arms, buried his head in a deep breath, and absorbed the fragrance of Yan Xiaomo's body.

"I'm just asking casually, I don't know who has the audacity to steal the master's kun." Yan Xiaomo's face was full of righteous indignation, as if she was fighting for Zhuang Zhou.

"The person who stole the Kun is a scattered immortal in the infancy stage, his name is Han Xin, but unfortunately this person has come and gone without a trace, and after stealing the Kun, there is no news in the fairy world, otherwise how could our Tianshan Gate let go of the thief Han Xin?" Mo Wushuang secluded road.

Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but pause, she heard it right, the person who stole Kun was really Han Xin.

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