"Lord Zixin, I'm waiting for you~"

Qiao Jinyou crossed her waist, smiled flamboyantly, and her chin was full, because her face hurt.

Nangong Feili heard the annoying salutation again, clenched his fists, swallowed the evil breath desperately, and walked much faster.

She didn't want to be embarrassed again in front of Brother Yuxiao.

"It doesn't hurt?"

Mo Yuxiao asked lightly, seeing that she grinned in pain, a hint of amusement flashed in her phoenix eyes.

"It hurts! Of course...... Woo~Pain ~"

Originally, Qiao Jinyou wanted to resolutely answer that it hurts, but she just pulled her face, and the pain made her cover her face funny.

A pair of beautiful black eyes overflowed with moisture, and the long eyelashes were also stained with mist, and the whole person looked pitiful and funny.

"Medication?"

Mo Yuxiao reached out and grabbed her, and his thumb gently stroked her finger-printed face.

"Uh-huh, take the medicine."

With a lesson, Qiao Jinyou didn't dare to speak too hard, and the whole person leaned softly into Mo Yuxiao's arms, and the tone of his voice was also soft, which made people feel pity.

"You deliberately let her hit her."

Mo Yuxiao gently hugged her back to the bedroom, and his question was not a question mark but a full stop.

She had already seen him when he appeared, and he could easily see the cunning in her eyes, but he didn't expect her to let Nangong Feili slap her to gain 'sympathy'.

"Ouch, why do you say it so bluntly! People just felt that their faces were itchy and asked her to stop the itching. ”

Qiao Jinyou pursed her lips, her dark eyes looked at him like a little daughter-in-law, and then buried her head in Mo Yuxiao's chest.

Uh-huh, that's right, her husband is completely right.

She did it on purpose, she just wanted to make her rival lose face in front of her husband, wow~

"Itch relief."

Mo Yuxiao couldn't calm down any longer, and his face twitched.

Her words can not only kill him in seconds, but also kill the whole audience in seconds-

"yes, stop itching, what? You don't believe me, lord. ”

Qiao Jinyou replied without blushing and heartbeat, grabbing his clothes on his chest with her bare hands, as if to say that if he didn't believe him, she would tear his clothes.

"Yoyo believes everything he says."

Mo Yuxiao recovered his paralyzed face, nodded lightly, and lowered his eyes to look at her who looked a little like a trick in his arms.

Hanging eyes, raising hair, white clothes fluttering, raising eyes, fluttering hair, blue clothes fluttering, everything around is willing to become a foil.

"Well, that's right."

Qiao Hibiscus raised her chin melodiously, her long, thick eyelashes blinked, and her dark eyes flashed with the breath of a queen.

……

……

"It hurts, it hurts~ Woo woo~ Lord Wang, it's okay to light it up!"

There were screams like pigs killing from inside the Yuli Pavilion, and these cries made the subordinates of the Youli Pavilion think about it.

Outside the Yuli Pavilion stood two women, one red and one green.

"In early summer, you don't think the princess is so loud?"

Nianshuang raised his elbow and touched the calm face of early summer next to him.

"Well, indeed, Nianshuang, you also know who the princess is."

In early summer, he looked at Nianshuang calmly, and then looked at the blue sky and white clouds.

For the princess's voice, she can only turn a deaf ear, and it is good to get used to it.

"Yes, we know best, Princess."

Nianshuang nodded with a red little face, and then ran away in a gray manner.

They can be said to not know much about the former princesses, but now the princesses know it in their hearts, although the princess's deep black eyes make it impossible for them to guess what she is thinking.

"Well, sometimes I just can't guess what she's thinking."

Early Summer's eyes flashed, and then she turned away.

And the resonant voice in the room sounded again.

"Lord Wang, it hurts a lot~"