MTL - Never Dare to Abuse the Female Protagonist Again-Chapter 40

Chapter 40

"That... can you let me go and go?" The time is more or less embarrassing, this is the first time she has been directly princess.

There was no tears on the face of Musuo, and the whole face was like a rose that had already bloomed, with joy that could not be suppressed.

Musuo bowed his head and said softly in the ear of the hour. "Hey, your foot is hurt, I will take you home."

When I listened to this gentle voice, and the other party’s words, there was a feeling that two people took the wrong script. Didn’t it always touch the other’s head and yell?

All the people in the hall almost stopped moving at the moment when the ropes appeared.

Then I was flashed by the smile on the faces of two people!

I have guessed the relationship between two people.

"Oh, yes, Musuo, there is a driver outside, I didn't bring money when I came, you give me a fare!" The time suddenly remembered this matter.

Musuo nodded. "I will ask people to send money to him. Now let's go home!" Musuo said that when he came home, his eyes almost disappeared, and his face was full of peaches.

Xiaohua sees such a master, can only blink, too much damage to the image of the master in his own mind, simply can not see! The existence of such a tall self must be balanced when the master of the tall and cold Queen Fan is harmonious!

"Get home." The wooden rope walked straight into it while holding it.

The first reaction is empty, and the arrangement of black and white is not enough to feel at home, only to feel deserted.

"How is your home..." When the words were not finished, they were interrupted by Musuo.

"It's our home..." Musuo fell on the sofa and went to the house to take the medicine.

"Our home?" has always believed that Musuo must have not forgotten his own time, this moment can not be better, almost forgot the pain.

"If you endure it, it will be a little painful." When the rope came out, he had a green ointment in his hand.

"Yeah." He nodded and gestured to himself.

Musuo looked distressed at the swelling of his ankles, frowning, but his tone was still gentle. "How can you walk and fall? It is still swollen like this."

"The situation was urgent, there was no way! I went to the door. I didn't want to miss the same as the bitter drama. I missed it..." A painful pain came from the ankle, twisting my face and clenching my teeth.

When the ropes were heard, the movements on the hands paused, but they quickly continued to linger.

"Musuo, why don't you doubt my identity at all?" The time was a bit strange, and suddenly it turned into a seventeen-year-old look, and Musuo did not doubt his true or false at all.

"Whether this home or the bioengineering center can directly enter with bare hands, there is no one other than you." Musuo looked up and looked at the face when he looked down. This time, she How can I remember it wrong! The first time I met, I saw the time of this.

"Is it still hurting?" Musuo confirmed that nothing was wrong, so he asked.

The wrinkled face was loosened and moved. "It seems to be okay!"

"Yes, it's okay!"

When I fell, I hugged the wooden rope, "I miss you."

The body of the rope was stiff, and then the backhand was more forceful to hug. "I am."

"That..." The little flower pulled a little bit of his chubby petal, and couldn’t stand the atmosphere between the two people outside. He smacked the air next to him. "Hey! Boss! You said that when they are going to get tired of it." ?! Still let people eat?"

The air flowed symbolically, but nothing appeared. The flower said sadly, "Boss, are you not ugly? How can you be dismissed?"

The air suddenly fell three minutes, the small flower hit a slap, and immediately charming dog legs, "That is the master's aesthetic deformity! The boss is the most beautiful in my mind!"

The air immediately warmed up, and the small flowers smashed each other's mood and ran away like a horse!

The chubby petals trembled, and it was cute.

When I smiled, "The chubby flower is still the same as before."

The atmosphere between the two people was gone, and the wooden rope glanced at the small flower that swayed.

The little flower grievances to gather the flowers, is it not doing anything? !

"Oh..." I suddenly heard a strange voice.

When I fell, my face was red. "That... I am hungry..."

It’s only when I think about it, I haven’t eaten yet.

"Do you want to go out to eat, or do I give it to you?" Muss eyes always stuck to the body and refused to move.

"Let's do it together..." I felt that I didn't want to leave the wooden rope for a moment, so I happily proposed.

"Yeah." When the wooden rope was released, and then the hand that fell, the ten fingers crossed each other, feeling the temperature and silky touch of the other skin, the two men smiled.

When I entered the kitchen, I found nothing in the kitchen.

When I fell back, "You didn't cook at home? How come even with kitchen utensils?"

Musuo's face does not change. "One person cooks, one person eats, I don't want to eat it casually..."

The little flower is put in the pot, and if you rush out, reveal that someone has already smashed the kitchen and don’t know how many times, will it really become a flower and be planted in a pot!

Forget it, Xiaohua sighed, this home can be regarded as a home. Five years ago, it was like a home. It was warm and romantic by the owner's snake disease. When the owner was angry, he was embarrassed.

Then after a year, I arranged it again. When the owner had a birthday, he smashed...

Then, then, it becomes like this. Visually mind the master's mind is that since the person who represents the home is not there, then these forms of things are also annoying!

When I fell in the kitchen, I frowned. "What do you eat at noon today?"

"Nothing, some people will send the kitchen utensils and ingredients in a while." Musuo comforted. "We will go to eat something, pad your stomach, and I will cook for you later."

"Yeah." He nodded.

When the time fell and the wooden rope returned to the empty living room, "Musuo, we are not considering, rearranging our home, this living room, how do I feel cold..."

The little flower hit a roll in the delicate pot. When I heard the time, I found out a flower. "You will still be cool? You don't feel the enthusiasm next to you?"

When I couldn’t hear the flowers, I didn’t notice the flowers.

Musuo smiled, apparently very satisfied with the statement of our family in the time of the fall, "Well, listen to you!"

When I look at such a wooden rope, I have an inexplicable impulse to cry, and it is worthwhile to think that I want to come back.

"Musuo, I will never leave again in the future." The time came out and hugged the wooden rope, and said slowly.

When the ropes are tight, the body is flashing, and you can't go away!

The efficiency of Musuo's men is very high, and it doesn't take long for all the things to be done.

The wooden rope stood in the middle of the kitchen and smiled and asked to stand at the door and look at his time with happiness. "What are you going to eat?"

"The kind of cake that I used to eat, this is the one I miss most when I go back!" The time came and went in.

Musuo started to work, and asked quietly, "Go back? Are you really going back to your world?"

When I fell to the point, "I have been in our world for five days, and then I tried desperately to come over! I found that I might not be able to leave you..." When I hugged the wooden rope that was cooking.

The wooden heart beats faster, but her face is as usual. She knows that the meaning of time falls is different from what she imagined.

"Me too." After five days, I have been through for five years.

"It's very strange, I came over and found that it has been five years!" The time suddenly reminded me of a serious topic.

"Musuo, do you have someone you like now?" The time is estimated that the age of Musuo should have been married.

Musuo hesitated, but nodded.

When I set aside, I let go of the wooden rope and looked at the wooden rope face to face. "You don't want to scare me! He won't call Shangguan proud?"

Xiaohua silently gave the Shangguan a arbitrarily a wax. Later, if he was arrogant, he would dare to bully it. It seems to have found the best counterattack method!

Musuo shook his head again, and the affection in his eyes overflowed.

When I saw the wooden rope shaking his head, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was immediately lost. Although it is not a happy thing to be a Shangguan arrogant, the cabbage he grows is still the same as the pig. Just changed a good pig... I still feel uncomfortable in my heart. When my daughter was married, my parents were in this mood!

When Musuo saw the changeable expression on his face, he smiled. "I will give you food first!"

In the evening, the time was tossing for a day, and I wanted to sleep after dinner.

"Go to the bath first, then sleep again." Looking at the time of yawning, Musuo said.

When he fell, he nodded and took the clothes from the wooden rope into the bathroom.

When it fell into the bathroom, the bracelet of the wooden rope flashed in the study.

Musuo thumb touched.

The virtual image appeared in front of the wooden rope, and the other party saw that the face of the wooden rope had not faded, but he immediately recovered.

"President, I have checked all of them, I have found it..." The other party did not know what to call when it was called, and the name was not respected enough.

"Mrs." Muss looked at the other person coldly, apparently very dissatisfied with the name of the other party.

"..." The other person's mouth can put an egg down, but when he touched the eyes of Musuo, he immediately closed his mouth. "Mrs. appeared on the ruins of the Institute of Time, a month ago, and was passed without a penny. A hotel owner saved, and my wife was always anxious to find you, and had no money, just working in the hotel, and then I didn’t know how to hear about you, I took a taxi to come to you, and did not bring money, taxi driver ......" The side is bitter, seeing the expression of the wooden rope, can only bite the scalp, and then go on, "the taxi driver wants the wife to make money for her..."

Sure enough, the killing in the eyes of Musuo has been materialized.

The little flower has a head, and the dead person is there every year. This year is especially great!

Musuo glanced at the small flowers that were obviously gloating, then turned his head and looked at the virtual shadow. "Your wife told me to give the money to that person. Go and give it to him, let him learn the words of the money!"

Then the wooden rope shook the bracelet and the ghost disappeared.

The wooden rope came over and lifted the chubby petals of the small flowers and threw them into the quiet air.

The world is quiet.

When it came out, I felt that the air in the living room was a bit cold and I had a goose bump. "Is there a problem with the thermostat system at home? How do you feel so cold..."

The wooden rope hugs the time when only wearing a white nightdress. "It should be the illusion that you just took a shower. You should go to bed first, I will come soon."

The breath of the ropes fluttered at the ear of the hour, bringing some itching.

When it moved, "Well, I am going to bed and waiting for you."

The two did not mention the problem of dividing the bed at all.

The wooden rope entered the bathroom and used the coldest water to remind himself that everything was real and it was time to come back.

Looking at myself in the mirror, Musuo has a feeling of being separated from the world. The pain of yesterday's heartbreaking lungs has not faded. Today, God sent a big surprise.

The wooden rope closes his eyes and allows any cold water to pour on himself.

On the other side, when I fell on the big bed of Musuo, I made two rolls. It’s not a person’s feeling.

The author has something to say: I was so stupid, I didn’t know that the text was stuck in Chapter 25, and I couldn’t jump directly to the next chapter...

After I stupidly cried, I was moved to cry when I came back. They are all heroes, so I can see this chapter! Love you too much! I must code out a chapter to express my feelings... 2k novel reading network