Chapter 52 I don't know

Chapter 52 I don't know the so-called

He Liancheng looked at the overlapping backs of the two, lowered his eyes glancholy, and there was an indescribable loss in his heart.

"Master, the princess's white horse is a good horse!" The strong man wiped the sweat from his face and stood next to Shen Mushu and whispered.

"You bastard, I almost fell down Qingcheng just now!" Shen Mushu's face suddenly darkened, and an indescribable coldness suddenly appeared in his expression.

The strong man lowered his head and dared not say anything.

"That's all right, send this horse back to the general's mansion!" Shen Mushu waved his sleeves and turned to the royal palace.

Do you really think this is an accident? It's not a surprise that it burns so cleanly!

Leaning against He Liancheng's full and strong chest, Mo Qingcheng was very relieved. He didn't say anything all the way. Mo Qingcheng knew that he was angry.

Returning to the Prime Minister's mansion, Li Mu didn't say anything. He Liancheng was very relieved to follow him.

During the evening banquet, He Liancheng kept a straight face, and Mo Qingcheng flattered him. He only wanted to eat with his head and did not say anything.

"Qingcheng, you are too reckless today. You don't know how to ride a horse and have to ride, which makes everyone worry!" Li Mu saw it and scolded Mo Qingcheng harshly, "The horse is not a kitten and a puppy. It won't bite people, but it is more stubborn than a tiger!"

"Dun, I just wanted to ride it for a walk, but I didn't know it suddenly went crazy!" Mo Qingcheng lowered his head and quietly looked at He Liancheng, but he didn't say anything as if he didn't hear it.

"Well, you should pay attention next time. If you want to ride, you have to accompany me." Li Mu looked at Mo Qingcheng and turned his head to He Liancheng and said, "Chenger, you have to take a good look at Qingcheng. The more she grows up, the more unruly she becomes."

"Dunpa, Qingcheng is not a child. She should know what to do and what not to do!" He Liancheng looked up and glanced at Mo Qingcheng with his clear eyes, "Madam, do you think so?"

Mo Qingcheng's face was embarrassed and pretended to eat vegetables. He was clearly saying that he didn't know what to do!

The two ate tastelessly. After eating in a hurry, they were about to go back home. Li Mu knew that the two were quarreling and did not keep them. He told them to send them to the car.

The carriage swayed, and He Liancheng took a nap against the canopy. His face was expressionless, as if he were asleep.

Mo Qingcheng looked at him from time to time. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking at all, he couldn't calm down.

"Father, don't be angry. I won't ride alone next time!" Mo Qingcheng smiled flatteringly and looked extremely unnatural. You know, this was the first time she whispered to others.

He Liancheng's resolute face was covered with a layer of stiffness, and his thick and curly eyelashes trembled slightly and made no sound.

"Cung Cheng, I was wrong!" Mo Qingcheng carefully shook his strong arm,

He Liancheng opened his eyes, and there was still a trace of anger in his eyes, "If it weren't for King Wen, how would you end today?"

"I've been waiting for you to save me!" Mo Qingcheng pouted and dared to feel that he was angry with himself and Shen Mushu!

"Really?" He Liancheng turned his face, and there was a surprise in his coldness.

Mo Qingcheng leaned on He Liancheng's shoulder, "When did I lie to you?"

The delicate tone made He Liancheng's only trace of anger disappear.

"When I'm idle, I'll teach you how to ride. Don't ride secretly until you learn it!" He Liancheng held her hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and took her into his arms.

When he was in the prime minister's mansion, he learned that she ran out on the horse she had just sent. His heart tightened and chased him out with a dark horse pulling a cart. Seeing the chaos in the whole street, he was even more anxious for fear that she would have an accident. Fortunately, in the end, Shen Mushu controlled the scene. Although he was not happy, as long as the city was fine, he also I can't take care of so much.

When he returned to the general's mansion, he heard Yan'er say that King Wen had sent someone to send a white horse. At first, Butler Zhong didn't accept it. He heard that his wife left it, so he reluctantly accepted it.

He has a heart! Mo Qingcheng muttered in her heart, but there was no expression on her face, because she found that there was a jealous jar living at home.

After these days of fatigue, He Liancheng fell asleep early. Mo Qingcheng practiced a stand-down alone and felt empty in his heart. It seemed that the life of the two people had become a habit and could no longer quit.

After a fragrance, Mo Qingcheng also climbed into bed lightly. She was used to sleeping in it, but He Liancheng seemed to deliberately tease her, leaving only a small piece of land for her every time.

Mo Qingcheng shrugged his eyebrows and lay sideways beside him, remembering his worried eyes in the daytime, and unconsciously hugged his broad waist.

The soft silk was only covered by the waist, the tight chest was covered with a soft light by the moonlight, and a lump of abdominal muscles appeared in his flat abdomen.

Mo Qingcheng just glanced at it, and his bright eyes suddenly ran through a trace of panic, a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Why didn't you notice that he was in such a good shape before? Her hand slid down from his sexy neck, scratched his tight chest muscles, flat lower abdomen, and then pulled up the quilt to help him cover him.

He Liancheng suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and pressed her under his body, facing her deep pool of eyes.

"You...didn't you fall asleep?" Mo Qingcheng bit his lips and whispered with a red face.

He Liancheng was silent, his lips and tongue pressed against her neck*, and the other hand stroked the ** on her chest. Mo Qingcheng couldn't help moaning, and the hot breath spit out in his ear.

The warm neck and delicate collarbone contained a fairy-like elegant and dreamy body. He Liancheng couldn't help opening her well-proportioned slender legs and resting them on her shoulders.

Mo Qingcheng's soft body immediately stiffened, his abdomen arched because of tension, his legs trembled slightly, and his clothes that had already slipped to his elbow were pulled away by him.

He Liancheng straightened up and moved. The woman under him sighed happily and closed her eyes.