Then, one meter in front of the man, the back heel of the ingots was only a little lighter.

Suddenly, Yuanbao's small body, which was less than three or four pounds, jumped up towards the man's sturdy arms as if it was loaded with a spring.

Compared with the excited and galloping ingots, the man who originally looked gloomy saw the little fox jumping towards him quickly, although his face was still gloomy, but at the moment when the little fox fell into his arms, he stretched out his arm and accurately caught the little fox that fell into his arms, and gently hugged him into his arms.

Holding the fluffy little guy in his arms, Mo Junyi's heart couldn't help but move.

Accompanied by a strong sense of joy, softness and satisfaction, it quickly overflowed the heart.

I only feel that even if everything in the world is in front of him, it is not as good as the little guy in his arms.

I was amazed with joy.

It's just that the next moment, when I think of this little guy again, it's the same, being held in the arms of another man.

Thinking about it again, this little guy is lying in the arms of other men, and he enjoys the comfort of his little appearance......

Thinking of this, the man's thin lips couldn't help pursing, and then he reached out again and gently patted the little fox's fluffy little ass in his arms.

"Little guy with no conscience!"

The man spoke, his voice soft, inaudible.

The ingots were even more beaten with an inexplicable face.

"Mo Junyi?"

Suddenly the man beat the little ass, although the man's strength was not heavy, but the ingots were still beaten with a confused face.

Blinking the big eyes full of suspicion, he quietly looked at the man in front of him, and Yuan Bao said hello with a face.

Because, she never thought that this man would suddenly beat her little ass.

I was suspicious, and when Yuan Bao's eyes lifted and fell on the man's face, I realized that something was wrong.

Just now, as soon as she saw the man's familiar figure, she was full of joy, and she almost didn't think about it, she just wanted to jump into the man's arms and let the man hold him.

It was only now, after jumping into the man's arms, that she could see the look on the man's face clearly.

Just like before the storm, the dark clouds covered the top like ink, showing that the man's mood is very bad now!

Mo Junyi is not happy now!?

For this, Yuan Bao is very sure.

After all, the hazy face of the man in front of him was barely engraved with the five big characters 'Lao Tzu is unhappy' on his forehead.

It's just, why is Mo Junyi unhappy!?

Remember last night, isn't this man in a good mood!?

Could it be ......

Is it because of the things in the court!?

The more I thought about it, the more Yuan Bao felt, this is what it is.

This man is the Winged King of War, the god of war of the Northern Night Empire.

Although the status of a man is precious, he holds a heavy army, and his power leans towards the government and the opposition, but the more he gets, the heavier the burden on his shoulders.

Although she didn't spend much time with this man, it was only after she came to this palace that she saw that this man went out early and returned late every day.

Every morning before dawn, the man would get up and go to bed, and every time she woke up, she would find that the man was long gone.

The man came back at noon every day, and it was already early.

Sometimes, when I get busy, I don't have to come back in the evening.

Even if he comes back, after the man has dinner and takes a bath with her, he will go to the study to review the chapters, and such a batch of readings is the third watch in the middle of the night.

Whenever this time, although she will quietly accompany the man, even later, with her, she will fall asleep unconsciously.