Chapter 89: Resentment (1)

"I heard that Zhuge Yu sent a war post to the prince to probe the prince's tone so as to prepare. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Zimo stood in place, with a playful smile on his face. But the fear in it can still be felt.

Hearing this, Mo Liuchi walked to the desk and sat down, and motioned for Zimo to sit down, before saying, "Will this king be afraid of him?" He looked lazy, lazy like a lazy lion.

When Zimo saw it, the worry in his heart also dissipated, and he knew that Zhuge Yu was cruel, but what his strength was, he had inquired before, and this time he inquired again, but he still didn't know the depth.

Mo Liuchi said this, that must be confident, with Zimo's understanding of Mo Liuchi, he will not be blindly confident.

Therefore, there must be a certainty of victory, at least, it is still possible to save your life.

What Zimo is worried about is not whether Moliuchi can win, what he is worried about is Moliuchi's life! After all, Zhuge Yu's temperament is very likely to be a killer.

"The prince is mighty!" Zimo smiled and flattered, attracting the cool gaze of Moliuchi, and then looked aggrieved again, "The prince went hunting and didn't take me with him, it's really sad." ā€

Mo Liuchi looked at him, his eyes were faint, and he didn't speak, Zimo was cold in his heart, and said busily: "Hehe, is the prince happy hunting?" I heard that the prince brought Hu Yan with him, did something happen to the lonely men and widows in this barren mountains and mountains?"

At first, I was a little scared, but later, pure curiosity and ridicule remained.

Is something happening?

"Huh. Mo Liuchi smiled, a little cold, but his eyes were full of gentle and pleasant light, like the appearance of an affectionate man thinking of a woman he loved.

At first, Zimo laughed, and there was a chill again, it was not pleasant to think about it, he hit the muzzle of the gun, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Mo Liuchi's expression, Zimo shouted that there was a play, sure, what happened he didn't know.

"What's going on? The prince told me, maybe his subordinates could solve the prince's doubts. Zimo looked sad, there is a kind of posture that you say, I enlighten you.

"Heh!" this time, Moliuchi really sneered.

"You're so idle, you might as well go outside and make rounds. ā€

Liang Qi's gaze swept over Zimo, Zimo trembled, and said continuously: "Hehe, there are soldiers outside, where can I be used." ā€

"It's safer to have more of you, and this king is more at ease. Ink Flow continued to sneer.

Zimo swore that in the future, he would never be curious about the matter between Moliuchi and Huyan's warm heart.

"The subordinates remembered that they still had something to do. ā€

"Then don't go quickly!" Mo Liuchi glared, the cold air overflowed, Zimo quickly got up and lifted the curtain and went out.

The ink pool raised the corners of his lips after Zimo left, and then the entire tent was occupied by his low laughter.

"Heh, hehe. ā€

He raised his hand and gently put it to his lips, her taste seemed to be still there, and the soft touch was still so clear.

"Heart. He muttered. Then, a deep laugh overflowed from his lips.

Hu Yan walked outside the tent with a warm heart, and was just about to ask if the soldiers guarding outside were there, when he heard the laughter of the ink pool inside.

Her gaze changed slightly. remembered that he had laughed like this in her ear, and even laughed even more temptingly. Pretty face flushed slightly.

Sensing her strangeness, the soldiers guarding outside the tent said with concern: "Hu Yan, what's wrong with you, why don't you go in?"

Hu Yan was shocked, "Ah, it's nothing. This is in. ā€

After speaking, he quickly lifted the curtain and went in.

Moliuchi deliberately gave an order, and he didn't need to tell him if he entered the tent. The reason is that she also lives in it, so how can she go back to her own residence and tell her.

The rumors in the barracks are not unaware, and Huyan's warm heart is even clearer. However, Moliuchi has always ignored it, and Hu Yan is powerless to ignore it.

However, the two of them know best, and those who are clear are self-clearing. Hu Yan warmly felt that the rumors would naturally be self-defeating in the future. Besides, Mo Liuchi doesn't care about such a big person, what is she afraid of for such a small person?

Later, when she returned to Kyoto, she was warm to the heart, and there was no more nonsense.

However, after this time, Hu Yan Nuanxin really wanted to doubt Mo Liujin's orientation.

In fact, when Huyan was warm and warm-hearted, in fact, he was a little apprehensive and a little awkward.

How was she going to face him?

Later, the guard's words, like a breakthrough, seemed to give her a reason to go in.

Inkpool had already heard her speak. After hearing this, the smile on his face froze, and the embarrassment was fully revealed, and he took the book in his hand and held it in his hand, pretending to look at it.

At this time, Hu Yan Nuanxin had already lifted the curtain and came in, at this time, her little face was tense, she glanced at Moliuchi, and then sat down on the side, and prepared to drink tea after taking care of herself.

"Don't drink it. Inkflow Pool suddenly spoke.

Hu Yan's heart-warming movements paused, and he didn't look at the ink flow pool and brought the cup to his mouth again.

The inkpool opened its mouth to block it again. This time, it was irritating.

"It's not that you can't drink it!"

"Why?" Hu Yan warmed his heart, put down the cup, and asked.

"That's what Zimo drank. Moliuchi saw that Hu Yan put down the cup warmly, obviously not in a good mood, so he deliberately lowered his voice, and there was a hint of awkwardness.

That's what Zimo drank! He drank, how could she drink it!

Later, Zimo came, and he couldn't give him tea to drink! Otherwise, what should this woman do if he drank it?

"He has drunk, you just say it, what are you shouting?" Huyan warmed her heart, subconsciously, she still thought that she was Huyan warm, not to mention that now in anger, where did she realize that she was nonsense!

Therefore, when I spoke, I didn't care about my identity.

"......" Mo Liuchi listened, his face was blue with anger, but he couldn't attack again.

Just don't look away and don't talk.

Hu Yan warmed his heart, and he didn't bother to take care of him anymore, took another cup, and poured the tea again.

The corner of Moliuchi's eyes was very satisfied.

Hu Yan drank tea with a warm heart, thinking of the previous events, thinking of the orientation of the ink flow pool, thinking about the views of this era on this kind of thing, and suddenly felt that the ink flow pool was really pitiful!

So, unconsciously, I glanced at the ink pool. Seeing that he was still calmly looking at the book, he secretly felt that it was a pity.

Originally, Mo Liuchi's mind was on Huyan Nuanxin's body, and when she saw her looking at herself, she was slightly embarrassed, afraid that she would know that she was secretly looking at her, and was about to withdraw her gaze, but suddenly found that Huyan Nuanxin's gaze at him was really wrong.

It seems to be pity, she is pitying him!

Mo Liuchi was puzzled and puzzled, but in an instant, he understood again, and then he went crazy, and finally regretted it.

I really regret not being at the beginning.