The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

In the end, she reluctantly lifted him up from her shoulders.

Liang Qi, who had been secretly looking at them from the rearview mirror from time to time, couldn't help but curl his lips in mockery.

He knew that Master Mo was only somewhat interested in this kid, but it wasn't that he had to do it.

Seeing as he had only endured this for less than an hour, it was time to throw him aside.

But just when Yang Liang was feeling smug, he saw that Mr. Mo, who was always too cold to look like a real person, carefully supported the pretty boy and leaned against the car window.

After making sure that he was sleeping peacefully, he reached out and pulled out a thin blanket from behind and gently covered him.

Damn it!

It seems that Mr. Mo is quite sincere towards this boy!

But why? !

Why does this pretty boy deserve to be treated like this by Master Mo? !

Liang Qi's expression distorted for a moment, and soon returned to the look of a gentle scholar, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

Luo Qifeng slept very hard along the way, and everyone was in a hurry. They drove directly to the destination without stopping to reorganize along the way.

"We're finally here!" Han Yichen stretched out.

Looking back, he found that Luo Qifeng was lying flat on his back and sleeping on the seat, and the man who was respectfully called Lord Mo had already been seated underneath him, leaning against the car, his eyes staring straight like a bird. Like a wolf who had been hungry for a long time, he stared at Luo Qifeng, frightened to the point of losing his tiredness.

He stretched out his hand to wake up his good brother, but when he reached halfway, he felt the strong wind coming towards him, and it was too late to hide.

Mo Shang grabbed Han Yichen's wrist tightly, his eyes fierce, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

Han Yichen was so frightened that he swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice, "I just want to wake him up."

Mo Shang didn't speak. He looked at him for two seconds, then released his grip on him, reached out and patted Luo Qifeng's face gently.

"Well..." Luo Qifeng opened his eyes drowsily, blinked his hazy starry eyes, looked at the resolute face that magnified in front of his eyes, and suddenly woke up.

A carp sat up straight, and then she realized that she had occupied the entire seat, and scratched her head in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry about that, my sleeping position is not very good. Just pick me up next time."

"Yeah!" Mo Shang responded calmly and got out of the car.

"Uh... is he angry?" Luo Qifeng stared at Han Yichen and asked Han Yichen in confusion.

Unexpectedly, the other party shook his head with a look of joy on his face, stretched out his hand to pat her shoulder, and quickly took it back as if he was afraid of being seen.

"Xiao Fengfeng, I didn't expect that you, as one of the top dandies in our H City, have been keeping your integrity for twenty years, but in the end you can only lie on the bed and sing "The Flower in the Back Court".

"Get lost!" How could Luo Qifeng not hear what Han Yichen meant? She glared at him angrily, "I'm not interested in men with abnormal sexual orientation!"

"Then what you mean is that you are interested in normal men? Are you attracted to me?!" Han Yichen deliberately pretended to be frightened, and crossed his hands in front of his chest, "Brother , if you had told me this earlier, I might have obeyed you out of loyalty. But now, I still want to go down into the bucket and leave a piece of the whole body!"