"Your name is Qian Qian, right? Then should I call you sister-in-law from now on?"

Mo Ling'er sat down next to Mu Qianqian and looked at her curiously with her beautiful eyes.

Well, sister-in-law is just sister-in-law!

Although she is a little small, she is the one that the young master’s brother has taken a liking to!

It seems good to have such a beautiful and cute sister-in-law!

Wow, it's really beautiful.

She wanted to touch her face.

"Just call me Qianqian!"

Hearing that sister-in-law voice, Mu Qianqian's mouth twitched.

"Okay, sister-in-law Qianqian!"

Mo Ling'er nodded and stared at her face again.

"Why is your skin so good, so white and tender? Can I poke it?"

Without waiting for Mu Qianqian's consent, Mo Ling'er's white index finger had already stretched out and gently poked her soft and white face.

Wow……

Too soft!

Ouch, she wants to squeeze again!

Mo Ling'er touched and pinched it!

The style of painting is gradually moving in a strange direction...

Mu Qianqian was sitting on the chair with a stiff face and a row of black lines running down her forehead.

General Mu Lao and others stared blankly.

The old man felt sour in his heart.

His precious granddaughter was not even willing to touch her head, and now she was being rubbed and touched by her future sister-in-law...

"Ahem, Miss Ling'er, pay attention to your image!" Mr. Wen covered his eyes.

No eyes to see, no eyes to see!

With this young lady, aren't you afraid of scaring away the future young lady?

Too immodest, too unreserved!

Well, the young lady is more like a girl.
Chapter completed!