Chapter 2593: 2593
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Mo Lingwei looks at the sugar gourd in front of her. Her teeth are a little sour and her saliva comes out. She thanks, raises her hand and takes it. She takes a bite. Her beautiful lips are stained with red Hawthorn syrup.
Feng Shaojin's Adam's apple rolled for a moment, looked away and started the car. In her mind, she recalled the scene that she actively teased him after she was drunk that night.
In the closed carriage, only the crisp sound of Mo Lingwei's teeth biting the crystal sugar.
She vomited Hawthorn Seeds on her handkerchief and ate them with relish.
Feng Shaojin suddenly said: "later, I'm not around, don't touch wine."
"Well?" Mo Lingwei didn't hear clearly.
"I said, in the future, if I'm not around, don't touch things stained with wine, fruit wine, rice wine, osmanthus wine, white wine, red wine and yellow rice wine." Feng Shaojin eyes of the remaining light fell on her: "a touch may have an accident."
Not everyone in the world has such good restraint as him.
Mo Lingwei:...
Mo Lingwei didn't have the slightest impression of what happened after she was drunk, so she didn't feel embarrassed and embarrassed. She just nodded and said, "no, I won't put my aunt in danger any more."
Feng Shaojin: "this is not what he meant.
The car goes up the winding mountain road, and you can see the open racecourse.
Around the racecourse stands a row of low red brick and white walled houses, which are specially for male and female guests to rest.
There are also hand washing areas and dressing rooms, which are well prepared.
Feng Shaojin gets out of the car, throws on the door, goes around to the other side, opens the door, and holds Mo Lingwei out of the car.
He twisted the equipment, took Mo Lingwei to the biggest room, "you change your clothes first, I'll pick a pony for you."
Mo Lingwei took over the equipment, "you first busy you, I'll pick it directly later."
It happened that the owner of the race, Meng Zhaoguang, came to find Feng Shaojin: "master Feng, you've come here. All the horses in the stable are ready for you. You can pick them. When you're done, I'll let them pick the rest."
Feng Shaojin evaded, but she had to face the humanity inside: "I'll come back to you after I've chosen. If there's anything I can do, I'll tell the servant outside the door and let them call me."
Inside, the soft voice whispered, "OK."
Although there was only one word, Meng Zhaoguang almost broke his leg.
He raised his eyes and looked inside. The door was closed and there was a curtain hanging inside. He couldn't see anything.
Although I heard that young master Feng was angry and bought Roosevelt's sawmill, I still don't know what the woman looked like.
Feng Shaojin turns her eyes and sees the curiosity in Meng Zhaoguang's eyes. Her voice is cold: "master Meng, don't you plan to take me personally?"
"Take, take, go." Meng Zhaoguang compared a please gesture and left with Feng Shaojin.
Mo Lingwei changed into a valiant red horse riding outfit, with boots on her feet, a whip in her hand, and a tight belt around her waist.
Ink hair with red ribbon high tied up, the whole person swept just gentle delicate, added five points SA gas.
Don't see feng Shaojin's person, it's still early, the sun doesn't come out, Mo Lingwei doesn't wear a hat.
She went to the nearest stable and looked around. She saw a big horse. She was about to untie the rope. She was stopped by a voice behind her: "Jinlan, is that you?"
Mo Ling Wei's fingers pause for a moment, looking back at the man sitting in the wheelchair, full of strange eyes.
"Miss Mo, why are you and why are you here?" An Haoyu, who is pushing a wheelchair, is unbelievable.
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Mo Lingwei looks at the sugar gourd in front of her. Her teeth are a little sour and her saliva comes out. She thanks, raises her hand and takes it. She takes a bite. Her beautiful lips are stained with red Hawthorn syrup.
Feng Shaojin's Adam's apple rolled for a moment, looked away and started the car. In her mind, she recalled the scene that she actively teased him after she was drunk that night.
In the closed carriage, only the crisp sound of Mo Lingwei's teeth biting the crystal sugar.
She vomited Hawthorn Seeds on her handkerchief and ate them with relish.
Feng Shaojin suddenly said: "later, I'm not around, don't touch wine."
"Well?" Mo Lingwei didn't hear clearly.
"I said, in the future, if I'm not around, don't touch things stained with wine, fruit wine, rice wine, osmanthus wine, white wine, red wine and yellow rice wine." Feng Shaojin eyes of the remaining light fell on her: "a touch may have an accident."
Not everyone in the world has such good restraint as him.
Mo Lingwei:...
Mo Lingwei didn't have the slightest impression of what happened after she was drunk, so she didn't feel embarrassed and embarrassed. She just nodded and said, "no, I won't put my aunt in danger any more."
Feng Shaojin: "this is not what he meant.
The car goes up the winding mountain road, and you can see the open racecourse.
Around the racecourse stands a row of low red brick and white walled houses, which are specially for male and female guests to rest.
There are also hand washing areas and dressing rooms, which are well prepared.
Feng Shaojin gets out of the car, throws on the door, goes around to the other side, opens the door, and holds Mo Lingwei out of the car.
He twisted the equipment, took Mo Lingwei to the biggest room, "you change your clothes first, I'll pick a pony for you."
Mo Lingwei took over the equipment, "you first busy you, I'll pick it directly later."
It happened that the owner of the race, Meng Zhaoguang, came to find Feng Shaojin: "master Feng, you've come here. All the horses in the stable are ready for you. You can pick them. When you're done, I'll let them pick the rest."
Feng Shaojin evaded, but she had to face the humanity inside: "I'll come back to you after I've chosen. If there's anything I can do, I'll tell the servant outside the door and let them call me."
Inside, the soft voice whispered, "OK."
Although there was only one word, Meng Zhaoguang almost broke his leg.
He raised his eyes and looked inside. The door was closed and there was a curtain hanging inside. He couldn't see anything.
Although I heard that young master Feng was angry and bought Roosevelt's sawmill, I still don't know what the woman looked like.
Feng Shaojin turns her eyes and sees the curiosity in Meng Zhaoguang's eyes. Her voice is cold: "master Meng, don't you plan to take me personally?"
"Take, take, go." Meng Zhaoguang compared a please gesture and left with Feng Shaojin.
Mo Lingwei changed into a valiant red horse riding outfit, with boots on her feet, a whip in her hand, and a tight belt around her waist.
Ink hair with red ribbon high tied up, the whole person swept just gentle delicate, added five points SA gas.
Don't see feng Shaojin's person, it's still early, the sun doesn't come out, Mo Lingwei doesn't wear a hat.
She went to the nearest stable and looked around. She saw a big horse. She was about to untie the rope. She was stopped by a voice behind her: "Jinlan, is that you?"
Mo Ling Wei's fingers pause for a moment, looking back at the man sitting in the wheelchair, full of strange eyes.
"Miss Mo, why are you and why are you here?" An Haoyu, who is pushing a wheelchair, is unbelievable.
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Mo Lingwei looks at the sugar gourd in front of her. Her teeth are a little sour and her saliva comes out. She thanks, raises her hand and takes it. She takes a bite. Her beautiful lips are stained with red Hawthorn syrup. Feng Shaojin's Adam's apple rolled for a moment, looked away and started the car. In her mind, she recalled the scene that she actively teased him after she was drunk that night. In the closed carriage, only the crisp sound of Mo Lingwei's teeth biting the crystal sugar. She vomited Hawthorn Seeds on her handkerchief and ate them with relish. Feng Shaojin suddenly said: "later, I'm not around, don't touch wine." "Well?" Mo Lingwei didn't hear clearly. "I said, in the future, if I'm not around, don't touch things stained with wine, fruit wine, rice wine, osmanthus wine, white wine, red wine and yellow rice wine." Feng Shaojin eyes of the remaining light fell on her: "a touch may have an accident." Not everyone in the world has such good restraint as him. Mo Lingwei:... Mo Lingwei didn't have the slightest impression of what happened after she was drunk, so she didn't feel embarrassed and embarrassed. She just nodded and said, "no, I won't put my aunt in danger any more." Feng Shaojin: "this is not what he meant. The car goes up the winding mountain road, and you can see the open racecourse. Around the racecourse stands a row of low red brick and white walled houses, which are specially for male and female guests to rest. There are also hand washing areas and dressing rooms, which are well prepared. Feng Shaojin gets out of the car, throws on the door, goes around to the other side, opens the door, and holds Mo Lingwei out of the car. He twisted the equipment, took Mo Lingwei to the biggest room, "you change your clothes first, I'll pick a pony for you." Mo Lingwei took over the equipment, "you first busy you, I'll pick it directly later." It happened that the owner of the race, Meng Zhaoguang, came to find Feng Shaojin: "master Feng, you've come here. All the horses in the stable are ready for you. You can pick them. When you're done, I'll let them pick the rest." Feng Shaojin evaded, but she had to face the humanity inside: "I'll come back to you after I've chosen. If there's anything I can do, I'll tell the servant outside the door and let them call me." Inside, the soft voice whispered, "OK." Although there was only one word, Meng Zhaoguang almost broke his leg. He raised his eyes and looked inside. The door was closed and there was a curtain hanging inside. He couldn't see anything. Although I heard that young master Feng was angry and bought Roosevelt's sawmill, I still don't know what the woman looked like. Feng Shaojin turns her eyes and sees the curiosity in Meng Zhaoguang's eyes. Her voice is cold: "master Meng, don't you plan to take me personally?" "Take, take, go." Meng Zhaoguang compared a please gesture and left with Feng Shaojin. Mo Lingwei changed into a valiant red horse riding outfit, with boots on her feet, a whip in her hand, and a tight belt around her waist. Ink hair with red ribbon high tied up, the whole person swept just gentle delicate, added five points SA gas. Don't see feng Shaojin's person, it's still early, the sun doesn't come out, Mo Lingwei doesn't wear a hat. She went to the nearest stable and looked around. She saw a big horse. She was about to untie the rope. She was stopped by a voice behind her: "Jinlan, is that you?" Mo Ling Wei's fingers pause for a moment, looking back at the man sitting in the wheelchair, full of strange eyes. "Miss Mo, why are you and why are you here?" An Haoyu, who is pushing a wheelchair, is unbelievable. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
