Chapter 332: Shame, I'm sorry!

Su Jinyan held back for a long time, clenched his fist lightly, put it to his mouth and coughed lightly, before he pretended to say calmly, "Cough, Ye'er is the best." The tone was unmistakable, and his face was full of affirmation.

However, if the tips of the ears are not red, I am afraid it will be more convincing.

Mo Qingye glanced at him suspiciously, raised his eyebrows, and pinched his leg while he wasn't paying attention. There were tears in his eyes for a moment, "I see that the women in Beijing are all beautiful, and Ye'er will not go out often in the future." Otherwise, it will be a shame for you. After speaking, he pouted aggrievedly, and saw that Su Jinyan's heart was sullen.

Turning his head, he grabbed someone's shoulder forcefully and looked at her fixedly. Full of seriousness. "Ye'er is the best! I can't say that Ye Er will still be their weather vane in the future. Those Rausch women don't bother to care, if anyone gives you little shoes to wear, well, if you are embarrassed to do it. Just call me. ”

Su Jinyan said a few rare words to protect the calf. But no matter how you look at it, there is a kind of trouble, you are out in trouble, and there is a sense of encouragement behind you that I support you.

As everyone knows, a certain group that originally planned to converge and converge went further and further on the road of being a favored wife. Of course, it has also become a nightmare for many celebrities in Beijing. There is a card that does not follow common sense on the stall, and there is a strong fiancé who protects his short, he can't live anymore? !

In just half a year, Second Master Su's unlimited love for his wife can spread throughout the Great Zhou.

At this time, Second Master Su was still not used to it, and even the tips of his ears were dripping red with blood.

It was the first time he had said such a thing.

When Mo Qingye heard this, he was also a little stunned.

I don't feel like I'm biting my teeth. His cheeks were slightly red. I saw that Second Master Su's heart was crispy.

Originally, I was not used to the flow of those few words, but I left it behind in an instant.

If you can see Ye'er's shy face, it would be good to say more in the future, right? A certain general with a cold face and resolute eyebrows nodded affirmatively.

Thousands of steels have been turned into finger wrapping.

pinched Ye'er's warm little face, and the sword eyebrows frowned slightly, "It's all thin." "There is no meat in the pinch, and the feel is not quite right.

Mo Qingye's eyes widened, and his crisp tone was quite complaining, "If you have a long body, you have to be thin." If you're tall, you'll look thin. "God knows she's a foodie, for the sake of thinness. At night, they all nibble on cucumbers. I still eat as usual on weekdays. After all, the body is long, and I can't rush it.

And she's not fat now, at most she has some meat. looks more cute and cute, which makes people look at this child a little pleasing to the eye. It's not as beautiful and aggressive as those gorgeous women. It's just that this big week is thin for beauty. She's a little different from that.

Saying. He wouldn't know, would he?

Mo Qingye glanced at him suspiciously. Su Jinyan knew that she had always been a foodie. is also the most disapproving of her thinness.

Su Jinyan sighed slightly, quite helpless. "I'll ask Bamboo to bring you some soup every night." Seeing that he was all thin, if he wasn't there. Don't be thin into a piece of paper. Thinking that Ye Er's pink cheeks had become the same as those women in the capital, Su Jinyan frowned.

As soon as the wind blows, it will fall, and it is still better for his family.

You can eat, you can jump, and you can beat people. Every time I see her eyebrows flying and her little head raised, like a winning rooster, I can't help laughing.

However, Su Jinyan looked at Ye'er's big eyes bulging because of anger, and the familiarity was even more serious.

"Did my mother give you a package when she left?" Su Jinyan asked suddenly.

He also knew that Ye'er was not born to the Lin family, but he never thought that Ye'er's background was really a bit boring. Da Zhou is so big, how can it be so coincidental.

Mo Qingye was pulled by Su Jinyan, and the two of them were very warm for a while. At this time, listening to Su Jinyan's question, he was stunned for a while.

The delicate brows furrowed slightly, and he casually ordered Nanyun to bring the package.

Sitting on the chair, there was a rare worry on his face, "I never thought about this before I came to the capital, but since I set off, I have always felt a little uneasy." "Mo Qingye's intuition is very accurate, the last time she was uncomfortable, Da Zhou was drought.

This time, she always felt that there was something wrong with her life experience, or that there was a big disaster in Da Zhou.

"The jade pendant was taken out back then, and there was only a swaddling clothes and a package left." Nagumo took something and pushed it out.

Mo Qingye handed it to Su Jinyan, although she didn't care about her life experience, but now that she came to the capital, she was always uncomfortable in her heart.

In both lives, they were abandoned, and this luck was also remarkable. But fortunately, when he met the Lin family, Mo Qingye's heart warmed.

Su Jinyan held the material in his slender hand and sniffed it gently, the material was very new in the capital more than ten years ago. Generally, it can be used, and it is all a noble family.

There is even an old lady who doesn't use the material.

Su Jinyan said coldly: "Put the thing here, you put this thing here, I'm afraid that it will be easy to get into trouble." If it is really what he thinks, I am afraid that the capital will not be peaceful.

Mo Qingye nodded, she didn't want to get involved in these things. Besides, Su Jinyan's methods are much more rigorous than hers, and she is relieved.

The candle flame danced and the thunderbolt rang several times, and Su Jinyan said, "I want to go back to Jiang's house tomorrow, which is my grandfather's house." Ye Er is free tomorrow, and you don't have to worry about the rest of the people if you don't want to pay attention to them. Entering the gate of the General's Mansion, Ye'er can do what she wants. "For example, if you don't like it, you will beat people or something. I didn't say anything anyway.

Mo Qingye raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Jinyan's pretended calm face. Ahem, brother, is that what I mean?

The corners of Su Jinyan's mouth hooked slightly, and with a sound, the dark clothes made his body more and more slender. As soon as he approached, he had a cold aura, but when he leaned into Mo Qingye, he didn't feel restrained.

"I'll take you back to your room." Said softly.

Mo Qingye jumped off the chair in an instant, his face was flushed, and his delicate little face attracted more and more attention.

But at this time, the little face was full of accusations and looked at Su Jinyan, I, I, I, I'm just a child......

Su Jinyan's facial expression, which had not changed for thousands of years, instantly cracked, his teeth creaked, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Send you back to the boudoir, the sky is thawed, and the road is slippery!" What do you think?! Su Jinyan felt that his whole person was not good.

Ga? Mo Qingye's face was stagnant, his face was already red, and he was about to stiffen at this time. His eyes didn't seem to roll, and he didn't dare to look at Su Jinyan's helpless and gnashing teeth. Covering his little face, desperately controlling his urge not to cover his face and run wildly. "Uh...... Hehe, go back to the room, go back to the room......" The little man in my heart covered his face and cried, hey!! It's a big deal!

A certain child lowered his head and didn't dare to raise his head, but he didn't see the dark figure behind him, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes were full of pampering. (To be continued......)

PS: Poor Second Master Su is about to embark on a road of no return where there is no limit to his favorite wife...... Three seconds of silence.