"Why, is Xiaozhu fascinated by his uncle?"
Mo Wushuang's slender hand fell on Yan Xiaomo's smooth cheek, pinched it gently, and nodded to himself, seeming to be particularly satisfied with the feeling of the hand.
Yan Xiaomo calmly took a step back, successfully escaping from Mo Wushuang's clutches, but this guy actually pinched her face.
"Uncle Master is a dragon and a phoenix among men, and he is like a heavenly being.
Xiaozhu couldn't help but take a second look."
It's good to flatter him occasionally.
As the saying goes, understand with reason and move with emotion.
If she can move the master's heart, she will have it.
I hope it won't be reduced to a furnace.
Mo Wushuang smiled with satisfaction after hearing Yan Xiaomo's words, curled her lips and said, "Xiao Zhu's mouth is so sweet, my uncle likes it very much."
"What Xiaozhu said is true."
Yan Xiaomo looked at Mo Wushuang with extra firm eyes as if she was afraid that Mo Wushuang wouldn't believe it.
"Uncle Master naturally knows that Xiaozhu is telling the truth.
Your sweet little mouth really makes Uncle Master miss you."
Mo Wushuang approached Yan Xiaomo, looking at the bright red mouth, his eyes darkened.
Yan Xiaomo lowered his head and said nothing.
This uncle, like his uncle Xuanyuan Jing, was not a serious leader.
Zhuang Zhou was more serious, but he was too cold.
"Since Xiaozhu likes to watch Uncle Master so much, why don't Uncle Master show Xiaozhu as much as he can now?"
As he spoke, Mo Wushuang shortened his body slightly, trying to make Yan Xiaomo look at him at eye level, and he also happened to carefully follow Xiaozhu.
"Uncle, the master is still waiting for me to go back.
I have to leave first."
Yan Xiaomo didn't want to continue to get along with this unserious uncle, so she felt safer staying with Zhuang Zhou.
"Okay, then Uncle Master will take you back."
"No need, me" Before Yan Xiaomo could finish her words of rejection, Mo Wushuang took her hand and left the forest.
Originally, Mo Wushuang was holding Yan Xiaomo's wrist, but as they walked, they intertwined with Yan Xiaomo's little hand, tightly preventing Yan Xiaomo from leaving.
"Xiao Zhu'er, your hands are sweating, are you shy?"
As Mo Wushuang spoke, he looked back at Yan Xiaomo beside him with amusement in his eyes.
"Uncle Master held Xiaozhu's hand, which really flattered Xiaozhu."
Yan Xiaomo's body was stiff.
If it weren't for the fact that the person holding her was Mo Wushuang, she would have broken away long ago.
Mo Wushuang paused, smiled ambiguously at Yan Xiaomo, and said, "Then, uncle, let's do something that will flatter Xiao Zhu'er even more."
After saying this, he picked up Yan Xiaomo by the waist and gave her a princess hug.
"Uncle Master!"
Yan Xiaomo exclaimed, her face turning red with embarrassment.
This uncle is as hands-on as the master, the master is not serious, the master is too sinister, Yan Xiaomo screams in the bottom of his heart, I want the master, I want the master.
"Do you like your uncle holding you like this?"
Mo Wushuang asked.
"I don't like it."
Yan Xiaomo shook her head.
It was awkward to be held by a man, especially a man she was not familiar with.
A flash of light flashed under Mo Wu's eyes, and he suddenly flew into the air.
The unexpected takeoff made Yan Xiaomo grab Mo Wushuang's waist in fear, and held on tightly, fearing that Mo Wushuang would throw him.
"I don't like how you hug me so tightly.
Xiao Zhu'er always says what you mean."
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""What else can Yan Xiaomo say?
She lost.
If she doesn't accept anyone else, then she will obey her junior uncle.
In just a short moment, Mo Wushuang took Yan Xiaomo back to the outside of the palace. oshow7: