[Written before this chapter: Yesterday's two chapters of 15,000 words, the order is reversed, and the girl who can't catch the plot today looks back at a chapter, and the title indicates one more and two more, embarrassment, it's not that I'm confused, it's really a system that smokes wow, really. 】

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"What dream?" Don't ask.

"Dreaming ...... I spun countless silks, weaved countless brocades, and cut beautiful new clothes in one night, and you don't have to go ten days without changing clothes. Yu Yan pinched her nose and laughed loudly, her hair swept a few times on his face and under her nose.

Mo Wenli finally couldn't help but sneeze, and subconsciously reached out to cover his mouth, and the swing lost control and swayed in mid-air......

"Huh!" Yu Yan didn't stand firm, and threw it far away from the swing.

The white figure jumped out, grabbed her wrist, pulled her back, and let her fall back into her arms, and with the other hand, he pulled Bai Lian, who controlled the swing, from the branch that fell, and carried her high in the air.

Yu Yan's skirt was like a thin red cloud, blooming in mid-air, she looked up at him, the corners of her lips raised slightly-she dreamed of an extremely good-looking man last night, of course, this good-looking was only her own imagination, the person's face was very blurred, tall and straight, wearing stars and moons, and slowly coming.

She knew that it must not be Mo Wenli. Mo Wenli is like a vine in front of him, soft and hard, but that man is the type who is so strong that he can't break anything. As the man approached, her heart beat so fast that her breathing was dull.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Da"

Mo Wenli was a little uncomfortable. She leaned on him so softly that his internal organs began to rebel again. His brother is fake, and he can't be humane, he is very eager for this girl, and he doesn't want to pretend to be a gentleman, but I don't know if Lu Dao is too bad to do this! He can be a villain in front of the whole world, but he doesn't want to be a villain in front of Yu Yan, she has to be willing......

"What are you doing with your eyebrows like this?" Yu Yan's eyes were crooked, and she asked him deliberately.

"You're too heavy." Mo Wen's face darkened, his hand loosened, and he fell back to the ground with her, brushed his sleeves, and strode forward.

A gust of wind drilled into his neck, and the slightest chill was cold, Yu Yan shrunk her shoulders, followed behind him, and whispered: "Ask to leave, I thought about it carefully last night...... "Call brother, it's not big or small." Mo Wenli was displeased with the monkey and interrupted her angrily.

"It's so stingy, why do you have to be older than me? I thought about it carefully last night, and I don't know what I forgot, but I remember you...... I don't know what they say, I can only understand what you say. I just forgot, not stupid. I've come from above with you, and we've been here for a short time. Otherwise, I must remember everyone and everything here...... Leave ...... Who the hell am I? Why are we here? What is your relationship with me? ”

Yu Yan raised her eyes to look at it again, her eyes were full of confusion, one hand was gently pressed on her forehead, and the corners of her lips curved a trace of sorrow.

Mo Wenli was hit by the sadness in her last sentence, and some words almost blurted out. But he thought about Yu Yan's smile every day, and swallowed the words back.

Why did you want to send Yu Yan back to Yu Lixiao? Isn't it good here? It's so quiet here, he doesn't need to swing his sword to stir the wind to be able to stay with her quietly. Don't ask about it, you are also a layman, so vulgar, so vulgar that you want to monopolize a woman!

"Q Li, in fact, we are not brother and sister, right? It's not a husband and wife either! She turned her head, frowned slightly, and then smiled and pinched his arm with her soft fingers, and said with a mischievous smile: "But how could I let go of such a pretty man like you?" ”

Mo Wenli's face turned red suddenly, and he looked at Yu Yan with shocked eyes.

Yu Yan is such a natural woman in her bones, she has never learned the female red female commandment since she was a child, and her moral standard is to be kind and not hurtful. After drinking the water of Lethe, she doesn't have to pretend to be sensible and virtuous, whatever she thinks, she can say whatever she wants, she generously reveals her heart, and lives freely.

"Sister Chen, this is for you." A little girl ran over quickly and gave her a handful of wild fruits with a smile, this is her mother-in-law's own granddaughter, who can speak a few simple words of Houqing Mandarin. He was thin and small, wearing a small gray rabbit skin hat and a rabbit skin jacket.

"Xie Lu Xie Xiaoqing, let's go, let's go and help my mother-in-law grow vegetables." Yu Yan patted her little head and said with a smile.

"Are you going?" Xiaoqing turned his head to look at Mo Wenli.

"He doesn't go, he doesn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers." Yu Yan didn't look at Mo Wenli, and took Xiaoqing's hand and walked forward slowly. Mo Wenli doesn't touch these farm jobs, he doesn't have much patience, but Yu Yan likes to do it more.

Mo Wenli was melancholy for a moment, Jun's face turned red and white, white and blue, and suddenly strode over, grabbed her wrist, and hurriedly said: "We are husband and wife, we have made a family affair since childhood, I am the leader of the martial arts alliance, I was plotted, and I fell down with you, but you forgot those things, I think it's good if you forget, you don't have to think about those ......"

"Such a big man, he can't lie." Yu Yan twisted her eyebrows, withdrew her hand, and continued to move forward with Xiaoqing.

Mo Wenli's face turned red again, he gasped a few times, and asked angrily, "How do you know I'm lying?" ”

Yu Yan turned her head to look at him, tilted her head, untied the small bronze mirror tied with a ribbon from her waist, put it in Xiaoqing's hand, and whispered, "Give it to him." ”

Xiao Qing ran back, holding the small bronze mirror in both hands, raised his little face, and looked at Mo Wenli with a look of adoration.