C99 The Young Master Needs You

"Actually there is nothing else. I want to invite Young Madame home. " Mo Zuo smiled.

Young Madame's mind was as big as a six year old child, and she was also as easy to coax as a child.

Mo Zuo naively thought.

"I'm at home right now. " Luo Luo's pink and tender lips sucked on the lollipop.

. . . "The Ink House is your home. "

"Of course not, this is my home. " Luo Luo sat down on the sofa