Chapter 1261: Attacking the Tasteless Copycat Boss

After Feng Guang finished speaking, she laughed sheepishly. It was really hard for people to call her shameless.

The man said casually: "My surname is Mo."

"Mo what?"

"Mo Qing."

"Oh... your name is Mo Qing, and my name is Xia Fengguang." She laughed for a while, then her face froze, she stood up and slapped the table, and asked loudly: "You said your name is Mo Qing?"

He raised his eyes coldly, "Is there a problem?"

The problem is huge!

Fengguang jumped up happily at first, then grabbed his hand excitedly, looked at him excitedly for a while, and then said happily: "This is fate! You are indeed the man I am destined to be!"

He withdrew his hand and asked coldly: "Are you suffering from heat stroke again?"

Heatstroke can sometimes cause confusion.

Feng Guang shook her head and threw herself directly into his arms. Mo Qing's body was stiff, but she didn't seem to notice, and she nuzzled his chest with her face obediently, "How about we kiss today?" Bar!"

Girl, you are too proactive!

"Your brain is burned out." Mo Qing stretched out his hand to push her away, stood up and planned to leave.

She wrapped herself around him again like an octopus, wrapped her hands around his neck, wrapped her feet around his waist, and said with a smile: "I don't have a fever. If you don't believe me, just touch it~"

This was the first time Mo Qing knew that a woman who could be slapped to death could actually be so pestering. He had this girl hanging on him like a koala.

"The wedding banquet doesn't need to be too grand. Just the two of us will be fine. By the way, please invite my parents again. Don't worry, even if my dad is a fool and won't agree, he can't help it as long as I'm here. Hmm...after marriage, being a bandit is too unstable. You should change your job in the future. I think being a doctor or a carpenter would be good..."

The corners of his eyes twitched, and he finally couldn't help but say two words, "Shut up."

If he didn't speak again, he was afraid that she would talk about it a hundred years later.

"If you don't like what I say, then I won't say anything." She pursed her lips, really not planning to speak, but she couldn't stop the smile in her eyes as she looked at him.

Mo Qing was silent for a while and began to try to pull her off her body. However, when he just took off one hand and went to take off the other hand, the hand she had taken off came back and she asked aggrievedly. Him, "Don't you like me?"

"I don't like it." His answer was unusually decisive.

"Then I can't leave even more. I have to work hard to make you like me." As if to confirm her words, she hugged him tighter and put her head on his shoulder, stroking each other, as if Cried out.

It would be really hard-hearted to reject such a pitiful girl.

Mo Qing was indeed a hard-hearted person. He asked coldly: "What is your purpose?"

"You saved me, and my father taught me that the grace of saving my life should be promised with my body..." She raised her head and saw him looking at her with a speechless look. She simply pursed her lips and said in a broken voice: "Well, I fell in love with you at first sight."

"Do you think I'm an easy person to deceive?"

"You do not trust me?"

He was speechless.

Feng Guang's unwillingness to admit defeat rose up. She held his face in her hands, leaned over and kissed his lips.

Mo Qing's pupils tightened.

She only felt that his lips were slightly cold, but very comfortable. She couldn't help but stick out the tip of her tongue and lick it again. Seeing that he had no reaction, she went further unwillingly, wanting to go deeper, but he was confining her. The lips are not cooperating.