"Hey, you woke up so soon?" Lu Qingtang glanced at the steamed buns on the ground again, "Why, this steamed bun has a grudge against you, why don't you eat it even if it's broken like this?"
"Can you please stop making sarcastic remarks and help me quickly? I need help." Mo Zeshen said ventriloquism.
He was almost going crazy from the suffocation. If he had known better, he wouldn't have drank so much water.
"You want me to serve you?" Lu Qingtang pointed at himself, with a look of surprise on his face, "Do you know who I am? Do you dare to order me around?"
Mo Zeshen was so suppressed that his face turned red and his neck was thick, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and ventriloquised: "Can you please?"
People have three urgent needs, and Lu Qingtang can naturally understand them.
Su Mu is boiling eggs at the moment. When she comes, this dear man's bladder will burst.
She stepped forward and helped Mo Zeshen up, walked to the Gong bucket on the side, kicked off the lid, and urged him, "Hurry up."
Fortunately, it was not the time for morning sickness, otherwise I would not have suffered from vomiting.
But after standing for a long time, there was no movement from Mo Zeshen. Lu Qingtang said impatiently: "Why don't you stop praying?"
Mo Zeshen's left leg was injured and he couldn't touch the ground. He could only rely on one hand to support the wall to maintain balance. With only one hand, he really couldn't unbutton his pants.
He turned around and looked at Lu Qingtang longingly.
Those resentful eyes made Lu Qingtang soften, "Okay, I'll help you."
With that said, Lu Qingtang reached out to unbutton his waistband, pulled off the obscene pants underneath, and released something.
Before she could see clearly, Mo Zeshen covered her.
"Hurry up, I'm going to stink to death." Lu Qingtang was speechless.
It's been so long and I'm still shy here.
It was the first time that Mo Zeshen exposed his private parts in front of a woman. His face under the mask felt like it was on fire. He ventriloquised: "You can't pee when you look at me."
Lu Qingtang rolled his eyes, turned around, and muttered, "Who hasn't seen the same thing? What a good treasure, who cares about it!"
There was a crashing sound in his ears, which lasted for a long time, and Lu Qingtang was impatient.
"Are you okay? Hurry up, it's killing me." Lu Qingtang said, feeling a little upset in his stomach and couldn't help but hold on to the wall and vomited.
From behind, Mo Zeshen's ventriloquism came, "Okay."
I still have to hold up his pants.
Lu Qingtang turned around and lifted up Mo Zeshen's trousers, only to see something hanging down timidly.
She couldn't help but let out a "puff" and laughed wildly.
This thing is quite cute when it's wilted.
"Why are you laughing!" Mo Zeshen was ashamed and angry. He pulled his pants to cover his private parts with one hand and roared in ventriloquism.
Lu Qingtang waved his hand, reached out to lift up his pants, and tied his belt.
During this time, her laughter never stopped.
"Hahahaha..." She laughed so hard that she didn't even have the strength to help Mo Ze deepen.
Mo Zeshen gritted his teeth, his eyes under the mask turned scarlet red, and he ventriloquist said: "If you laugh again, I will kill you!"
Lu Qingtang stopped smiling immediately when she saw the good news. She closed the lid of the respectful bucket and helped Mo Zeshen to sit down.
After taking out the remaining medicine from yesterday, Lu Qingtang began to change Mo Zeshen's medicine.
After changing the medicine, she sat cross-legged next to Mo Zeshen, staring at his muscular chest, and couldn't help but ask: "My dear friend, are your chest muscles real? Can you let me test them?" true and false?"
As she spoke, she reached out her hand eagerly.
I noticed it last night. This man has a pretty good figure. It would be a shame not to touch him.
"What are you doing?" Mo Zeshen ventriloquised. He couldn't help but step back, but with the wall behind him, he had no way to retreat.
He stretched out his arm to stop Lu Qingtang, trying to maintain his innocence.
Lu Qingtang narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to poke his Qihai point.
As expected, Mo Zeshen lost the ability to resist, and his two strong arms hung down.
"I'll just touch it. You won't suffer any loss. Besides, I haven't asked you for the medicine money yet." Lu Qingtang said, reaching out and pinching Mo Zeshen's chest gently.
It feels very elastic and has great breasts!
Lu Qingtang smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed. She could actually touch such big breast muscles in her lifetime. She would die without regrets!
Mo Zeshen's face under the mask suddenly became stunned.
How dare she touch herself?
More importantly, didn't she know she was touching a strange man? Why are you so ignorant!
No wonder she got pregnant with someone else.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his handsome face turned red, which then spread to his ears.
But why is he so angry? Who is she, Lu Qingtang, with, and what does it have to do with him?
Lu Qingtang continued to touch, smiling from ear to ear. When he raised his eyes, he accidentally saw the ear that seemed to be dripping with blood.
"Hey, you're not a virgin, are you?" Lu Qingtang stopped squeezing her breasts and asked Mo Zeshen cautiously.
Mo Zeshen immediately became angry. It was so shameless to ask such a question!
He turned his face away and made no answer.
This is the default.
Lu Qingtang slowly removed his hand, then covered it again, saying happily: "That's great, the chick is so clean, unlike that Mo Zeshen, who is so dirty that no one wants it!"
Mo Zeshen: "..."
Where is he dirty?
Why is he dirty?
"Lu Qingtang!" Mo Zeshen couldn't bear it anymore and called Lu Qingtang's name in ventriloquism.
Lu Qingtang let go of his hand again and looked him up and down with suspicion on his face, "How do you know my name?"
As she spoke, she quickly pulled out the hairpin on her head and pressed it against Mo Zeshen's throat.
Mo Ze lowered his eyes deeply and glanced at the hairpin in Lu Qingtang's hand, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
The smiling face just now suddenly changed into a different look.
This woman can turn a page faster than a book.
"Tell me, who are you? What are you going to do when you come to Prince Chen's Mansion?" Lu Qingtang lowered his voice, his eyes full of cruelty.
Mo Ze narrowed his eyes deeply, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he raised his hand and grabbed Lu Qingtang's hand holding the hairpin, and quickly grabbed Lu Qingtang's neck with the other hand, and pinned her down as soon as she turned over.
"Ah! Let me go!"
Lu Qingtang was frightened and slapped his chest desperately. This man was a desperado. What if he killed her?
"Don't shout. If someone comes, they will mistakenly think that I am your adulterer." Mo Zeshen looked at her teasingly, and ventriloquism told her what Lu Qingtang said last night.
Lu Qingtang's heart skipped a beat, and her pupils shrank suddenly. She actually forgot that the time at Qihai Point had expired.
This desperado, he wouldn't want to silence him.
Thinking of this, Lu Qingtang immediately said aggrievedly: "Let me go, I'm still pregnant with the child, don't kill me."
"It's not mine!" Mo Zeshen's face was full of disdain, the impatience in his eyes was ready to come out, and he yelled out in ventriloquism.
Somehow, whenever he thought about the bastard in Lu Qingtang's belly, he would feel inexplicably irritable.
Lu Qingtang rolled his eyes. If this trick doesn't work, try another one.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Please let me go. Since I'm so ugly, please spare me..." Lu Qingtang burst into tears.
It's okay to be ugly, he's already pitiful enough.
