MTL - Pampered Darling: 99 Yuan Sweet Wife-Chapter 41 One pet

  Su Qingqing frowned, suppressed the displeasure in her heart, and said lightly, "Second Master, instead of worrying so much, it's better to take good care of your injuries and make so many enemies, so let Song Yu protect you personally."

   "Are you worried about me?" The man laughed softly, and the joy between the lines was undisguised.

   "You think too much, I just don't want to be a widow."

He hurriedly got up and took the half-drinked ginseng soup on the table and was about to escape downstairs. The man got up in a hurry and approached step by step with long legs. Without thinking, Su Qingqing's feet couldn't help but step back. , until the back was hard against the cold wall.

  Come on, there is no way out!

"Second Master, I'm not just thinking about myself. You have to look at the essence through the phenomenon. We are in the same boat now. I'm definitely worried about your body, otherwise I wouldn't bring the ginseng soup to you. no?"

   After listening to her words, the man propped his hands on the cold wall. Su Qingqing's petite body was encircled by his diameter in his arms. Such a small one seemed to be pampered.

   And Su Qingqing doesn't have any leisure and arty, Quan Moting is so close, her heart is almost jumping out of nervousness, she has no idea what this guy wants to do?

  Think... Overlord is hard to bow?

   No, he was hurt like this, he definitely didn't have the energy, and it was Quan Moting's usual style to try to make fun of her.

   "Why is Madam's face so red."

   Quan Moting's voice was hoarse and charming, revealing indifference. The breath he exhaled fell on Su Qingqing's white and tender cheeks, full of a different kind of ambiguous temptation.

She lowered her eyelids, not daring to meet the man's eyes, pursed her red lips, and tried to keep her voice as calm as possible, "What else can I think about, the air in the room is too stuffy, it's a little hot, I'll take a look It is good to look out the window and breathe, and it will also help your wound to recover."

  Su Qingqing put her hand on his chest and tried to push him away, but she suddenly remembered that he was injured and immediately pulled back her paw.

   At this moment, the white jade-like wrist was suddenly clasped by the man's big hand, Su Qingqing was shocked, "I didn't mean to."

   "Madam touched me over and over again, whether intentional or unintentional, I'm all yours anyway, Madam can do whatever she wants."

The man's half-smiling eyes suddenly became extraordinarily serious, and the words he said were extremely ambiguous, "Nanfeng's words are too exaggerated, we'll see if we can try it, then Madam can touch as much as you like, how about you? ?"

   "I think it's better to wait first, it's not urgent."

Su Qingqing could clearly feel that her little heart was thumping and beating non-stop, she thought quickly, grabbed the man's arm and began to understand it with emotion, "Second Master, the body is the capital of the revolution, Some things can be taken slowly, and I won't run anyway, right?"

   The man nodded shamelessly, "Yes, even if you want to run, it's too late, or you can break your legs."

  Second Master, are you a devil?

  The girl was angry and embarrassed. When her little face the size of her palm was angry, she was not very smart. Quan Moting was in a good mood, so she naturally let go of her hand and did not continue to embarrass her.

  Sometimes someone suddenly stood outside the door, and he fixed his eyes and saw that it was Song Yu.

  Song Yu twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and at the risk of being silenced, he said tremblingly, "Second Master, Bruce has lost his temper again and refuses to eat. Would you like to take a look?"

   "Who is Bruce?"

  Su Qingqing blinked, she has been here for many days, and she has never heard the name of this person.

  I saw Quan Moting frowned, picked up a coat and hung it on his arm, turned and glanced at her, "You also come with me."

"Oh well."

Su Qingqing followed without any hesitation, seeing that Quan Moting's face was not very good, she pulled Song Yu who was chilling behind her and asked in a low voice, "Assistant Song, who is Bruce from the second master? Seeing that the second master is very interested in him."

  Oh, I'm going, I have to take care of Quan Moting if I don't eat. How much can I act like a spoiled child, but a straight man like Quan Moting also eats this set.

   But, are there any girls with such wild names?

  Bruce, why does it sound like a pet's name? Su Qingqing once remembered that when they had a cat named Marilyn Monroe, Quan Moting was still such a caring person?

   Before Song Yu could respond to her, the man walking at the front suddenly stood up, and Su Qingqing plunged into the man's arms without any precaution.

  Suddenly, she felt a big hand on top of her head, Su Qingqing missed half a beat, and when she raised her eyes, the bright starry eyes of the man met.

   "If you want to know who Bruce is, why don't you ask me."

  Su Qingqing muttered with red lips, yin and yang strangely said, "Who knows if it's the second master Jinwuzang's coquettish, I haven't had her for a long time when I came, but I dare not compete with her for favor."

   Actually, it's okay, Quan Moting has other women, so he won't pester her all day long.

   "He can't compare with you, nor is he comparable." The man was very serious when he said this, with a serious expression on his face, but Su Qingqing looked a little uncomfortable.

   Always feel weird.

   "Cough, it doesn't matter, anyway, as long as the second master likes it, I will definitely love Wujiwu, and I will never be jealous."

   "Actually, you can be jealous, that's okay."

Quan Moting looked at her with a smile on his lips, but before Su Qingqing could react, Bai Nen's claws were tightly wrapped in his broad and warm palm, "My woman doesn't need to love Wu Jiwu, if you If I don't like him, I'll stew him tomorrow."

   Stew... Stew? !

  Su Qingqing was at a loss, and did not understand what Quan Moting meant at all. Wasn't it Jinwu Zangjiao, who really just raised a dog named "Bruce"?

   She was like a shy little daughter-in-law being led all the way by the man, until she really saw a black thing in a huge iron cage in the back garden of the mansion.

  Su Qingqing was completely dumbfounded.

   "This...this is Bubles?" She pointed to the huge dog in the cage.

   No, strictly speaking, it was a pure black wolf. He swallowed nervously. Su Qingqing's petite body unknowingly burrowed into the man's arms, and she looked extremely frightened.

   She has seen a lot of wolves, the ones she saw on TV, and the ones she visited in the zoo, but they were all wolf cubs the size of puppies, and their fighting power was estimated to be no better than that of a Chinese pastoral dog.

   But the one that appeared in front of Su Qingqing at this moment was no less than an adult Tibetan Mastiff.

The key point is that the black hair on his body is a solid color, and his eyes emit a terrifying green light under the dim light. Su Qingqing is standing far away, and his legs can't help but soften a little, completely unaware that the man is around. The hand on her waist.