So she coughed and said:

"Mother knows that you young people are in love and are at the age of being full of energy. Although our Si family follows the ancient etiquette and old system, it keeps pace with the times. It is not the one who can't wait for people. However... Mo'er's body has just improved. Qinglan, you should advise him more and not make too much trouble."

My body just got better...

Don't mess around too much...

Bai Mo's face was bolted from the blue, and she was so heartbroken that she was scattered!

Did they do nothing clearly?!

Mrs. Si must have misunderstood something. Bai Mo quickly spoke up to explain, but Si Moqing's faint voice came over at this time: "Mother, Qinglan is thin-skinned."

As soon as the boy opened his mouth, he confirmed the false pot for Bai Mo.

Bai Mo: "..."

Bai Mo's explanation was choked in his throat, neither up nor down, and almost suffocated to death!

Thin-skinned-

Boy, your sister, Boy!

Mrs. Si had already started to smile, and the smile revealed an ambiguous smell, "Okay, okay, I won't mention it anymore, otherwise it will be Qinglan who will be thin-skinned later..."

After Mrs. Si said that, she left casually.

The destiny magician who had been treating Si Mo refused to leave, so he discussed with Si Mo.

"Master Mo, given that I have saved you from the edge of life and death every time before, you promised me to watch and learn how Miss Qinglan suppressed the thing in your body..."

"No." Si Mo refused without thinking, with an expression of no negotiation.

"Miss Qinglan..." The Destiny Skiller is a very old man with a white hair and a white beard and wearing a white brocade robe. He should have been very fairy-like and a fairy-like appearance, but at this moment he looked at Bai Mo like an old naughty boy, hoping to stay.

But in the end, he was disappointed and was thrown out of the room by Si Mo.

In the room, only Bai Mo and him were left.

"Start?" The boy sat in a wheelchair, tilted his head and looked at her, his eyes tender and bright.

Bai Mo turned around and sat down regardless of his image with his legs raised.

Cross your fingers and light your chin.

Said two words.

"Take it off."

"Well, you can take it off, but you can get it... lighter." The boy whispered, and his slender and beautiful eyelids drooped gently.

Well, it feels like it makes people want to... ravage hard.

Bai Mo: "...Isn't it just a needle? You've been pricked so many times. Can you move faster? Don't be too slow-pulled - take it off!"

"good."

Someone replied with a smile.

While getting up from the wheelchair and walking towards her, she raised her slender fingers as long as jade, slowly unbuttoned the complicated buckles of her white clothes, revealing her thin, white jade-like skin inside...

Bai Mo's face did not change his color and applied the Nirvana needle. When he received the needle, he touched the boy's exquisite texture and commented: "Well, the touch feels good."

"Just good?" Si Mo was obviously not satisfied with this evaluation.

Bai Mo pondered for a while, and then said, "Well, there is... too thin."

Si Mo refused to admit it: "...You must have not figured it out clearly. Touch it carefully."

After saying that, he pulled Bai Mo's hand and moved somewhere down.

Hard, scorching.
Chapter completed!