Song Mo was inexplicably angry.

This little master encountered such a great bully and had nowhere to complain. As a result, the master punished her so hard that he didn't even give her breakfast.

No wonder she cried with grievance.

"You, your master..." He couldn't help but want to scold the other party for comforting her.

Tang Huan shook his head and his voice fell down: "It's not that Master is angry, it's true that I'm too stupid. I don't have the ability to do some heavy work."

Song Mo didn't know what to say.

After a moment of silence, Tang Huan looked up at him, as if observing his expression. Song Mo was nervous by the beautiful eyes with tears in his mouth. He was about to walk away, but she lowered her head again, then slowly brought the cucumber in her hand to her mouth, opened her red lips, and took the thick round cucumber in her mouth.

My body suddenly became tight.

As if he noticed his hot gaze, the little nun slowly raised her eyes to him, her eyes showing confusion, but she still had the cucumber in her mouth.

"Master Song, is there anything else?" Tang Huan shyly pulled the cucumber out, licked his lips, and asked him innocently.

"...No." Song Mo turned around and ran towards the door.

Tang Huan smiled and called him, and when he turned around, she shook the things in her hand at him: "Donor Song, thank you for your cucumber, I like to eat it very much!" Donor Song, if you don't mind, I want the one on you.
Chapter completed!