The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

Before I knew it, it was already midnight (seventeen to nineteen o'clock in modern time), and the two people in the study had not come out since the morning.

I can't help but wonder what is wrong.

In just half a day, this matter spread like an explosion all over the Jingwang Mansion and even the entire street, and even in the palace.

The happiest thing is that the emperor Mo Lingtian, the dragon face is happy, and the whole country will be tax-free for half a year.

At this time, in the study of King Jing's Mansion, Qiao Jinyou was still sitting on Mo Yuxiao's lap, she leaned softly on Mo Yuxiao's arms, her face floated a few abnormal crimson, a light blue pleated skirt looked a little messy, and the hair that had been scattered was pulled up by a vermilion hairpin at the moment, leaving a few strands of fluttering black hair.

Mo Yuxiao behind him hugged Qiao Jinyou with great energy, his indifferent handsome face was radiant, mixed with a hint of imperceptible smile!? The white clothes were particularly neat compared to Qiao Jinyou's messiness, there was not even a little wrinkle, and her black hair was entangled with her scattered hair.

The two are a match made in heaven. "Lord Wang, you're happy."

Qiao asked calmly, her pretty crimson face making it impossible to tell whether she was angry or shy. "Hmm."

Mo Yuxiao rested his chin against her neck socket and responded lightly.

He didn't know why she asked, but he was happy, he had never known that men and women could excite him, and he was tirelessly asking and taking like a beast that had been hungry for a long time.

Mo Yuxiao's cold answer made Qiao Jinyou's anger break through.

Lean !! The answer is so simple, I don't know if she is angry now! "Since you are happy now, then I will be happy!"

Qiao Jinyou smiled a thief, her dark eyes flashing maliciously, and a few strands of hair fell down to hide her strange expression.

However, Mo Yuxiao's words below made Qiao Jinyou want to squirt blood. "Come, this king is ready."

Mo Yuxiao let go of the hand that wrapped around Qiao Jinyou's waist and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and his black hair hung lazily in the air like him.

Choked by his words, Qiao Jinyou no longer had the heart to teach him a lesson, she just wanted to vomit blood now?

Who can tell her what the hell is going on now?

Is this cold-faced god of war behind her still the cold-faced god of war who doesn't talk much, and has no interest? "What? Can't? ”

Mo Yuxiao raised her eyebrows and said defiantly, although she couldn't see her expression at the moment. "Don't use the agitation method, it's useless to me."

Qiao Jinyou resisted the urge to come forward and bite him, gritted his teeth, and tried to calm himself down.

But the upheaving of her chest was telling her that she couldn't calm down at all. "Really? So what are you angry about? ”

A large, cold hand went around her from behind and covered her softness.

A burst of electricity rushed through Qiao Jinyou's heart, making her tremble. "Hmm... Bastard Lord, let go! ”

Qiao Jinyou couldn't help but cry out, her already crimson pretty face became even redder, and finally she gritted her teeth to prevent herself from making that embarrassing sound, and hummed a few words out of her mouth.

How could he—how could he?

"Aren't you going to be happy?"

Mo Yuxiao said lightly, kneading a little harder.

"Woo~~ Lord Wang, you are mistaken! Let's let go, ah......"

Qiao Jin cried slowly, she never knew that he was actually a scoundrel.

Rely on it!! Pinch and pinch and pinch again!

She's going to beat someone!

"Oh? What does this king mean by mistake? ”

"Of course, when I say happy, I don't mean it's good or bad to do this dirty thing."

Qiao Jinyou pressed his big moving hand and said what he wanted to say.

Glaring back at him, it was the most dangerous thing in his arms.

She swore that after this lesson, she would never be able to sit casually in a man's arms again!

"Oh? What is that? ”

Mo Yuxiao smiled lightly, her thin white lips raised a bewildering smile, and the faint smell of grass filled Qiao Jinyou's nose.

Mo Yuxiao ignored her glare and stared straight at her lips.

"That's ......"

Qiao Jinyou lowered his head and bit on his beautiful handsome face, the force was neither heavy nor light, and he held it just right.

In fact, she didn't really want to bite him, if he was disfigured, she would have to live in front of a shameless husband every day.

The strength of the teeth is equivalent to tickling Mo Yuxiao's handsome face.

Mo Yuxiao didn't stop her, let her bite, it didn't hurt anyway, but smiled a little happily, the originally small arc rose a little at this time, and his mood was much happier because of her little temper.

"Bite you!"

Qiao Jinyou snorted, teeth grinding a few times on his handsome face.

Dare to grind his teeth with his handsome face?

His face was like QQ candy, soft and slippery.

"Uh-huh, for the sake of your face, I'll let you go."

As he spoke, he let go of the teeth that had bitten his handsome face, and gave himself a step down.

The black eyes spun around a few times slyly, staring at Mo Yuxiao's stunning handsome face and smirking.

There is such a good-looking husband, not to mention, it is really majestic to take it out.

The competitive psychology is a lot more proud because of this idea, her prince is the best-looking man in the whole world, and he is also the man with the best martial arts and the highest prestige.

Mo Yuxiao wrapped one hand around her waist, and the other hand touched the place where she had bitten her, and asked suspiciously what he didn't understand:

"What is Q!?"

Qiao Jinyou's head was troubled, and she stuck out her tongue because of her gaffe, and for the first time in three months, she lost her words and said the new words of modern times:

"Hehe, the prince is actually nothing! This is just to say that the prince's face is so elastic. ”

She is a modern person, she came here because of an accident, and the owner of this body was long gone before she came, and she was a month pregnant, and it took her a month to digest this unbelievable fact, and then it took two months to sweep away the Xiajing Mansion and the people of this country.

"Resilience? Really? ”

Mo Yuxiao smiled faintly, his slightly pale skin was dyed a little flushed, and his bloodless thin lips were also a little bloody.

"Yes, yes, don't you ever know that your face is elastic?"

Qiao Jinyou obediently nodded at the restless little head and asked happily.

A bare hand also poked at Mo Yuxiao's handsome face restlessly.

Mo Yuxiao shook his head, reached out and pulled Qiao Jinyou's little finger, and rubbed her messy hair.

Qiao Jinyou muttered and shook his hand, but he couldn't shake it off:

"Let go of the prince, I'm going to poke it again, it's fun."

The other awesome hand wrapped around Mo Yuxiao's neck, and opened his mouth to bite his handsome face again.

"If you bite it again, the title of the first talented woman will really be lost."

The big hand covered her little head, and whispered in her ear wickedly.

"Don't, I don't want the title of the first talented woman to be in vain! I won't bite anymore, so come and teach me. ”

Qiao Jinyou immediately let go of his teeth, sat upright in his arms, and immediately picked up the book of "Poems" that he hadn't read a single page, opened a few pages, and said seriously.

"Well, which one won't?"

Mo Yuxiao put his chin against her neck, his eyes fell on the poems of the night that Qiao Jinyou read, and asked lightly.

Qiao Jinyou rubbed her face, and said with a dry smile a little embarrassed:

"Looks like there are a lot of them that I won't come."

She didn't understand some of the ancient words, but she only included those complicated words, and she still had no problem with the other slightly more complicated ones.

"Come on, learn slowly."

Mo Yuxiao picked up the book and put it 30 centimeters away from Qiao Jinyou, and her slender fingers gently pointed at those words, teaching her one by one.

"Lord, do you think I'm stupid?"

Qiao Jinyou looked at his good-looking side face inexplicably and asked, when he was serious, he was still very good-looking when he didn't put on a straight face.

This man has to say that he is really good-looking, no wonder those daughters fought for him.

"This king has said, this king's princess is not stupid at all."

Reaching out and rubbing her head, his tone softened slightly.

Hearing Mo Yuxiao say this, Qiao Jinyou immediately raised his head arrogantly again, and hummed:

"Mmmm, I'm certainly not stupid at all!"

She's the smartest one in the world!

Then, he stretched out his hand and touched his nose, and glanced at Mo Yuxiao behind him with some weakness.

"Then study hard, and the title of the first talented woman will be yours."

"Lord Wang, in fact, I don't have to learn, I'm very smart! I won't disgrace you then! ”

Qiao Jinyou pushed away the "Poems" in front of him, and looked at Mo Yuxiao seriously with dark eyes.

Mo Yuxiao looked at her for a long time before nodding and said with a smile:

"Okay, this king believes in you."

She's not happy, he's calling her a letter? Shouldn't she have said without hesitation, "Okay, this king believes you" when she finished saying that?

"Lord Wang, you don't believe me at all."

Qiao Jinyou pouted, and said in a childish temper.

"Faith, this king's letter."

"But just now, the prince, you hesitated."

Qiao Jinyou looked at him with watery dark eyes.

She didn't know why she felt so easily wronged in front of him, in short, she was really wronged now.

Mo Yuxiao was stunned for a moment, and kissed her on the cheek, and the soft feeling softened his heart.

"Not anymore."

Qiao Jinyou sniffed and said:

"I remember that."

Then he touched his belly, which he had glanced at, looked up at him, and said pitifully:

"I'm hungry."

She didn't seem to have eaten breakfast or lunch......

The next few hours were spent in the study with him......

The baby should be fine, right?

"Hungry? It's time for dinner, too. ”

Mo Yuxiao pinched her face and hugged her to get up.

Qiao Jinyou wrapped her arms around his neck and pouted:

"I didn't have anything to eat for breakfast or lunch."

"Okay, this king is wrong."

Mo Yuxiao said in a slightly doting tone, and wrapped his arms around her to prevent her from falling to the ground with the child.

"You were wrong."

Qiao Jinyou said arrogantly, her chin was raised high, and a few strands of hair that had fallen were floating in the air.

The light blue pleated skirt and the white robe were tightly pressed together, as if to say: no one can separate anyone.

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