"The self-confidence of the deity is innate!" Mo Yuxiao boasted without modesty. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xiao Su Jun retched with cooperation, disgusted: "Born a guy who only knows narcissism, tsk, it seems that you can only be like this." ”

"Whether this is the only way for the deity will be known later." Mo Yuxiao said meaningfully.

Leng Yan'er......

Xiao Su Jun pulled the corner of Leng Yan'er's clothes, and coquettishly: "Sister, you see him bullying Jun'er, my sister wants to be the master of Jun'er!" ”

Leng Yan'er's forehead was covered with black lines, and she was helpless: "Jun'er thinks I'm old and confused?" I can still see who provoked first. ”

Xiao Su Jun looked at Leng Yan'er with watery eyes, and was pitiful: "Doesn't my sister hurt Jun'er?" ”

"When have I hurt you!" Leng Yan'er didn't veto Xiao Su Jun at all.

Xiao Su Jun had an expression of almost crying: "Sister doesn't want Jun'er anymore, Daddy is no more, Jun'er is so lonely." ”

Leng Yan'er....

Mo Yuxiao sneered: "Children don't lie, don't make things out of nothing, so that no one knows it!" ”

Xiao Su Jun glanced at Mo Yuxiao, and said angrily: "I'll be arrogant, what can you do to me." ”

Leng Yan'er's little hand slapped Xiao Su Jun's head, and she hated iron but not steel: "How did your father teach you, that is, how to be unreasonable, it seems that it is necessary for me to send you away." ”

Xiao Su Jun immediately wilted when he heard this, his little hand wrapped around Leng Yan'er's thigh, and he was aggrieved: "Sister, don't send Jun'er back, Jun'er knows it's wrong." ”

"If you don't have anyone in the future, I don't mind spending a few days traveling to send you back!" Leng Yan'er warned.

Xiao Su Jun looked at Leng Yan'er pitifully, and was very reluctant: "Jun'er knows, and she will listen to her sister in the future." ”

"That's good." Leng Yan'er patted Leng Yan'er's little head and said with satisfaction.

Xiao Su Jun turned around and left childishly, not far from the runway, beside the old emperor, complaining sadly, Leng Yan'er shook her head helplessly when she saw the old emperor's complaining gaze.

Mo Yuxiao took Leng Yan'er's little hand and said with a smile: "The deity took Yan'er to a place. ”

Leng Yan'er did not break free of Mo Yuxiao holding her hand, but followed behind Mo Yuxiao very obediently. After walking for an unknown amount of time, Mo Yuxiao finally stopped in a place full of ice and snow flowers. Mo Yuxiao walked in the sea of flowers, picking the ice and snow flowers on the snow with pity, weaving them into a snow-white wreath with a sparkling light.

Mo Yuxiao knelt on one knee, and the corners of his mouth were filled with an unconcealable smile: "Is it good for Yan'er to be the queen of this king!" ”

Leng Yan'er's body was a little stiff, and she really didn't know what to do about the scene in front of her! Mo Yuxiao saw that Leng Yan'er didn't react, so he knelt there without arrogance or impatience, waiting for Leng Yan'er's reply.

After a long time, Leng Yan'er's thin lips opened lightly, and she slowly spoke: "The garland is well-braided, I like it very much!" ”

Mo Yuxiao smiled excitedly: "Did Yan'er girl agree to the deity?" ”

"I'm just saying that the garlands are beautiful and nothing else." Leng Yan'er explained.

The smile on Mo Yuxiao's face stiffened slightly, but it quickly returned to its original state. got up and brought the wreath in his hand to Leng Yan'er's head, and doted: "It's good if Yan'er girl likes it." ”

Leng Yan'er wanted to say something, but the pain in her body made her unable to speak. Mo Yuxiao looked at the full moon that the dark clouds dissipated and gradually became naked, and his heart was restless.

Leng Yan'er's face was pale, and her forehead and body were already covered with beads of sweat. Douda's tears slipped down her pale face, and Mo Yuxiao looked at Leng Yan'er distressedly. In his heart, he secretly scolded himself for being incompetent, and he couldn't even protect his own woman.

An evil thought came out of my heart, and the words echoed in my ears: "Resting with her can relieve her pain." ”

Mo Yuxiao looked at the miserable Leng Yan'er while struggling with his thoughts. The night had passed, and Mo Yuxiao still hadn't been able to decide what he wanted to think. The full moon gradually faded, replaced by the first rays of the morning sun. Mo Yuxiao looked at Leng Yan'er, who was finally born in his arms, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Leng Yan'er frowned slightly, and opened her beautiful eyes slowly. The dazzling light made Leng Yan'er a little uncomfortable, but she quickly recovered to her original state. Mo Yuxiao looked at the sober Leng Yan'er and asked worriedly, "Does Yan'er feel uncomfortable?" ”

Leng Yan'er shook her head with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and lay tired in Mo Yuxiao's arms and refused to leave. A good smell was inhaled into the nose, and Leng Yan'er enjoyed smelling it very much. Mo Yuxiao hugged Leng Yan'er's body tightly with his big hand, and his thin angular lips hooked up a light smile.

A solid and safe embrace made Leng Yan'er a little dependent, and for a moment, she wanted to stay in this moment for a long time.

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Murong Tianxun leaned in the refrigerator, looked at the Xuanbing Sword in his hand, and muttered to himself as if he was talking to someone: "Why hasn't Master come here today, it's so boring!" ”

"If you're bored, go out and look for it!" An unrelenting voice came.

Murong Tianxun looked around in surprise, but found no trace: "Strange, who is talking!" ”

"Of course it's Ben Ye," the vanishing voice sounded again.

Murong Tianxun looked at the Xuanbing Sword on the ground, and said in disbelief: "Don't tell me it's you talking!" ”

"How?" Xuan Bing Sword's noncommittal tone arrived.

Murong Tianxun was so frightened that he threw the Xuanbing Sword aside, and with a loud clanging sound, a complaining voice also came: "You murdered the pro-sword!" ”

"Why do you still talk?" Murong Tian asked puzzled!

Xuan Bingjian, who was lying on the ground, stood up without warning: "Why can't you speak, you are jealous of you." ”

"Why didn't you say it yesterday if you could talk!" Murong Tianxun disdainful!

Xuan Bingjian asked in a puzzled tone: "Why does this master have to speak yesterday, yesterday was a very special day?" ”

"Then why are you talking today, is today a very special day?" Murong Tianxun said without answering the rhetorical question.

Xuan Bingjian sighed when he heard this, and there was a mockery in his words that could not be concealed: "Master Ben saw that someone was thinking about spring, so he came out to see the good show." ”

"You're just thinking about spring! Your whole family is thinking about spring! Murong Tianxun retorted.

The sword body of the Xuanbing Sword trembled, and then there was a cheerful laughter: "My grandfather also wants to think of spring, it won't go through tens of thousands of years, and my master has not found a mother sword that can make me think of spring, it's a pity that I am famous and martial arts, and I have to live a lonely life, it's a pity." After speaking, I don't forget to lament deeply!