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When Di Xin was four or five years old, he didn't love to be coquettish as much as he is now, okay?

I think that at the beginning, Di Xin was a serious, serious face, and a milk doll who pretended to be an old man all day long. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In order to make Di Xin look less ascetic, Mo Li took great pains but to no avail.

It's been ten years now, and Di Xin has no teacher?

"Crippled? Missing an arm or a leg? Mo Li retracted his hand and looked at Di Xin, who had grown a little gray hair at a young age, which only added a little sadness and pain.

"The heart, the heart is here." Di Xin's serious words made Mo Li slightly embarrassed.

Heart? Dixin's heart should be with Daji.

"Daji, my heart has been gone for ten years, and I feel that everything is empty." Di Xin's head rested on Mo Li's shoulder, and he opened his mouth faintly, not sad, but calm.

Ten years is enough time for Di Xin to hide his emotions very well, and when he saw Daji, he thought he would be angry and resentful, but he didn't expect that there was only a faint grievance and joy that could not be concealed.

Even if he was beaten hard by Daji, Di Xin was happy in his heart.

Mo Li didn't answer, just quietly listened to Di Xin tell everything he had done in the past ten years, and he didn't need her to answer.

The night was like water, Di Xin's voice gradually lowered, the weight on his shoulders became heavier and heavier, and the sound of warm and even breathing was sprinkled in his ears, with a faint smell of wine, fragrant but not greasy.

Merri knew that she had made this wine.

There was a lot of wine in the wine cellar of Dajifang, and it seems that it was all accepted into the Shang Palace by Di Xin.

Mo Li sighed, she really didn't expect that the brain of the heroic and majestic generation of emperors was no less than that of a joker, which really made her cry and laugh.

Mo Li stood up, a princess hugged Lin Yi in her arms, the night dew was heavy, if she really stayed in this courtyard for a night, Di Xin, who was already beaten by her very badly, would definitely become a sick number.

As a woman, it doesn't matter if you can't enjoy the princess's hug, and now the princess has to hug a man, how bitter her life is.

Although Mo Li's heart kept thinking about it, she still put Di Xin on the bed very gently, and then took out the best bruising medicine from the space and wiped it on Di Xin's face.

She didn't want Di Xin to go back to the Shang Palace with a five-finger mountain early tomorrow morning, and she couldn't afford to be charged with beating the king of Shang as a poor woman.

"Daji ......"

The sleeping Di Xin muttered to himself, his brows furrowed tightly, his voice was rapid, and his palms waved as if he wanted to grasp something.

Such a Di Xin, seeing it really made Mo Li feel a little guilty in his heart.

Even the complaints against Di Xin in my heart are a little less.

Mo Li stayed by Di Xin's side all night, and also listened to him talk in his dreams all night, from the beginning to the distress was funny later, and then Mo Li also fell asleep on the side of the bed with his arm pillow.

The room was silent, and from time to time there would be Di Xin's whispers to remember, and in addition, only the insects and birds outside the window remained, and the room was warm.

The sky was bright, Di Xin woke up according to his biological clock, and after waking up, Di Xin had a warm and warm smile on the corner of his mouth, it was good that he dreamed of Daji again last night.

In the dream, Daji finally stopped saying goodbye, but listened to him, and would let him rest on her shoulder.

If you can dream of such a Daji every day, life may no longer be so pale.

Thinking of this, Di Xin opened his eyes and finally discovered the abnormality.

This is not the Shang Palace, and there is a woman next to his bed......

The familiar hairpin and delicate side face made Di Xin's heart beat non-stop, Daji, is it Daji?

Maybe last night wasn't a dream?

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Di Xin's heart couldn't stop jumping, and he reached out and pinched himself, and it still hurt, as if all parts of his body were aching faintly.

It's as if he was really beaten by Daji.

Did the person he had been waiting for ten years really come back?

Di Xin adjusted his posture, staring at Mo Li without blinking, serious and religious, as if he wanted to portray Mo Li's appearance in his heart.

No matter how soundly Mo Li slept soundly, he was also uncomfortable with Di Xin's fiery and undisguised eyes.

woke up in a daze, looking at Di Xin, who was looking at the joy in his eyes, and pouted helplessly.

"When you wake up, let's go, I'm going to sleep for a while."

Coming out of Qingqiu, Chaoge came non-stop, and took care of Di Xin for another night last night, she was also very sleepy, okay?

For Mo Li, eating and sleeping are inevitable things in her every world.

No matter if she is dressed as an animal or as an immortal, if it is not necessary, she will live according to the three meals a day, lunch break and evening sleep of ordinary people.

Shrouded in sleepiness, Moli's voice was sleepy, sounding foggy, and she felt more cute than usual.

Di Xin raised his head and imprinted a kiss on Mo Li's cheek, well, it was still as tender and comfortable as ever.

In fact, Di Xin wanted to print it on his red lips more, but he was afraid that Daji would be angry.

Di Xin's sudden kiss made Mo Li wake up instantly.

"Dixin, do you know that you haven't brushed your teeth yet?" Mo Li shouted angrily, and slapped Di Xin's already intact handsome face again.

If you dare to play hooligan on this girl, you won't be able to kill you.

Mo Li's slap did not make Di Xin angry, Di Xin instead looked at Mo Li with an indescribable smile on his face.

It's so good, she is so alive, she will laugh and scold her.

He no longer needs to guard the lifeless Danqing day after day, nor does he need to look at Su Daji's face to fall asleep.

Ten years let him know that she is him, irreplaceable, and no one can replace him.

The tone said that he fell asleep looking at Su Daji's face, but it was better to get drunk with the wine that Nadaji made every day, and then met Daji in a dream.

"Daji, you were the one who provoked me in the first place." There was a thick smile in Di Xin's voice, and the memory returned to that afternoon.

"Do you think there is such a beautiful person in the world?" These were the first words Daji said to her.

Indeed, in her heart, Daji has always been the most beautiful.

Mo Li was speechless, she could say that she just wanted to be a child and raise Di Xin, as for her husband, she really didn't have this plan.

"Di Xin, I will have to go to Xiqi soon, if you still want me to live, don't be so drunk and dream of death, of course, it's okay to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but don't really turn yourself into a pig."

Mo Li poked Di Xin's face with his hand, he was in his thirties, and his skin was as good as Xiao Xianrou.

"Daji, as I said, Xiqi has no rebellious heart."

Hearing this, Mo Li spread his hands and said indifferently, "I know, the high priest's command that I must go." ”

"Therefore, you must let the Great Shang Dynasty become an iron bucket, whether it is internal or external troubles, the wind or the rain will not destroy it."

"Water can carry boats, and all people return to their hearts, even if it is a saint-like game, it has no effect."