Chapter 22 It is good that this king is responsible for you
Next......
Yu Xiaoyu was sleeping in a daze, and vaguely felt a familiar aura around him, what was it...... I can't tell.
Subconsciously reached out and touched it......
It's warm, it feels okay, and I unconsciously leaned my head over.
Mo Dye Yu looked at the villain who got into his arms, and a warmth arose from the bottom of his heart.
As soon as he stretched out his hand to rub the man's hair, it was because the person hiding in his arms with his head buried was not breathing.
Struggling to get his head up from his arms, Yu Xiaoyu lay on his side with his hands around Mo Dyed Yu's waist, and after Yu Xiaoyu raised his head, Yu Xiaoyu almost stuck to Mo Dyed Yu's body.
Feeling someone's sudden approach, Mo Dyed Yu's whole person froze, and his heartbeat was a little faster.
It was a very strange feeling, and although it was very strange, he liked it very much.
Looking down at the person sleeping soundly in her arms, Xu had just changed her position, and her seductive lips were smiling with satisfaction.
Mo Dye Yu suddenly remembered the kiss last night, in fact, it was the first time he kissed someone else, but some things are like drug addictions, once they are contaminated, they will never forget.
Thinking so, Mo Dyed Yu lowered his head gently, held Yu Xiaoyu's little head in one hand, and fell down with a kiss.
Yu Xiaoyu was awakened by this sudden kiss, and just as she was about to have a seizure, someone left her lips.
"Don't talk."
Yu Xiaoyu, who thought that he would be liberated, didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, who would have thought that the man would kiss him again after saying a word.
It's just that what Mo Dyed Yu didn't expect was that Yu Xiaoyu really didn't resist, thinking of this, Ink Dyed Yu was secretly happy in his heart.
Bang bang ...... Bang bang ......
Yu Xiaoyu only felt that what he hit in his heart was not a deer, it was simply thousands of wild horses.
Her face is so hot, so nervous, and she is in a trance, what should she do?
It's over, and her stinky paws are still hugging other people's waists......
It's over, she can still feel his strong and broad chest on her chest, why is she an airfield, so embarrassed......
When it was over, he actually started to hug her......
Belch...... Yu Xiaoyu, who suddenly thought of something, was stunned, why did she listen to the words of this stinky ink? Why didn't she resist just now?
"Roll the calf for me......"
Under Yu Xiaoyu's struggle, Mo Dye Yu finally let go of her.
Although they were separated, when they thought of the picture just now, their eyes were full of embarrassment.
But who is she Yu Xiaoyu? The face is comparable to the city wall, and he shakes his face in an instant.
"Don't think you're ...... I'll be accountable to you if you do that, I'm ...... Let me tell you, I Yu Xiaoyu has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and I have never seen any strong winds and waves, so you leave me as an inconspicuous passerby. ”
But no matter what Yu Xiaoyu says, who is he ink-dyed rain? I have never missed what I want, and I raised my eyebrows.
Hooked lips and smiled: "Who made you responsible, it's good that this kind of thing is responsible for you, the fish just need to enjoy it with peace of mind." ”
"I enjoy your uncle, shameless stinky rascal."
Yu Xiaoyu got up and wanted to fight with the ink dyeing rain, as the so-called soldier can be killed but not humiliated, what joy is life, and what is fear of death.
The action of getting up suddenly froze, and Yu Xiaoyu watched the quilt slip down, leaking out a small pink belly pocket, which was still the kind with a rope that was not tied.
Looking at the crumbling belly pocket hanging dangerously on his body, the ink dyed rain smiled evilly and said, "Is the fish trying to seduce this king again?" ”
Although this situation was in ancient times, the vast majority of women either proved their innocence by death, or they were held accountable for their death.
But think that she Yu Xiaoyu is also a super invincible beautiful girl in the twenty-first century, although she is not too open, but as long as she is not stripped naked, she still has confidence.
"Seduce you with a chicken leg burger, don't you know it's hot?"
Saying that, Yu Xiaoyu no longer saw the same as ink-dyed rain, and tied his belly pocket by himself.
Glancing at the shelf, her clothes were still there.
Then lifted the quilt, got dressed, and did it in one go, not caring at all about the gaze of the big man who dyed the rain.
This scene made Mo Dyed Yu a little dumbfounded, whose girl is so arrogant?
However, just as Yu Xiaoyu was getting dressed and about to tie his hair, he turned around and took a step, and the same tragedy happened.
I saw Yu Xiaoyu stepping on the skirt with one foot, and then came to another "MMP" gift in front of the ink-dyed rain.
Seeing this, Mo Dye Yu almost burst out laughing, but in order to maintain his image, he forcibly endured it.
"Isn't the fish reluctant to pay homage to this king? What does this mean? ”
Yu Xiaoyu grinned and got up, giving Mo Ranyu a big white eye.
Directly lifted her skirt and walked to the mirror, and sorted out her hair by two, it was still the same as yesterday's tie, because she was too lazy to think about these messy hairstyles.
I took the scissors from the table and clicked them against the hem of my skirt.
After a while, the original floor-length skirt turned into an irregular swallow-tailed skirt, and the short part in the front was just down to the knee, leaking white boots.
Compared to the long skirt just now, it looks more simple and capable now.
Doesn't look bad, Mo Dye Yu thought to himself.
Just then, a guard came to report.
"Lord Qiqi, there is news from the palace, the emperor announced that you have entered the palace, and asked you to take the princess with you."
Hearing this, Yu Xiaoyu's hand moved, he really wanted to come to something, this is a good opportunity.
As long as she behaves "well" in front of the emperor, the emperor will never agree to let her son marry her.
Who doesn't want to marry a beautiful, gentle and virtuous daughter-in-law? It's just that she Yu Xiaoyu is not such a person except for being beautiful.
"Got it, I'll be fine with the prince right away."
Yu Xiaoyu seemed to be overjoyed, and before Mo Dye Yu could speak, she gave a reply to Mo Dye Yu happily.
The guards were stunned for a while, and found that their prince did not speak out against it, so he retreated.
"Oh, the fish seems to want to enter the palace."
Yu Xiaoyu felt that she must have heard it correctly, and the ink prince's tone was full of temptation and vigilance. Sure enough, the people of the emperor's family like to be suspicious.
"What did the prince say, of course I want to enter the palace, after all, the ugly daughter-in-law still wants to see her in-laws, you see that we are going to get married the day after tomorrow, I don't ...... Anxious? You're dead! ”
"I really can't imagine that the fish is more anxious than this king, in this case, why don't the fish change the king's clothes quickly?"
"Yes, yes, the slave family is coming."
As soon as she thought that she would be able to see the emperor immediately, and she would be able to get rid of this stinky and shameless ink prince immediately, she was in a good mood, and she would do whatever the ink dyed rain said, completely looking like a good baby.
For a moment, Mo Ranyu felt that Yu Xiaoyu was really happy about their marriage, but after thinking about it carefully, how could it be possible, she had the heart to strangle him just now.
Ma Yu dressed Mo Ran Yu, and then after the two of them freshened up, Mo Ran Yu asked people to send breakfast to the house.
Eat and eat, what to eat, can you hurry into the palace......
She's already full, and the dead ink is still eating, and she's eating slowly.
Looking at the ink-dyed rain that was slow and orderly in the meal, Yu Xiaoyu was really sleepy, and began to nap with his head in his hands.
Suddenly, Mo Dyed Yu stood up, "Hey, Lord Wang, have you eaten well?" He yawned heavily.
"Well, let's go!"
Saying that, Mo Dye Yu took the lead and walked out, Yu Xiaoyu immediately came to his senses and followed him.
All the way in the carriage, Yu Xiaoyu chose to keep his mouth shut, not squint, and pretended to be dead.
Mo Dye Yu didn't mean to break this situation, and sat quietly all the way.
"Lord Qiqi, it's here."
After a while, the carriage slowly stopped, and then the ink dye rain lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, Yu Xiaoyu immediately followed, jumped to the carriage excitedly, and landed steadily next to the ink dyed rain.
"Reckless."
There is no blame, just a simple evaluation. Glancing at the ink-dyed rain, Yu Xiaoyu said disdainfully: "You want to take care of it?" ”
"Follow up, you won't be responsible for losing this king."
Mo Dyed Yu ignored her words, dropped a sentence and left by himself.
"Your legs are amazing, can't you walk a little slower?"
Looking at the ink-dyed rain that was getting farther and farther, Yu Xiaoyu had no choice but to trot all the way to keep up.
Sure enough, it is worthy of the palace, the golden glazed tiles glow with golden light in the sun, the vermilion palace wall stands in a forest, showing the majestic atmosphere, and the golden dragon nested on the roof seems to be soaring into the sky in the next moment, setting off the whole palace solemn and sacred.
But...... Why is the royal palace so big? This stinky ink is still going so fast......
If she hadn't practiced 800 meters diligently, she would have to explain here today, and she would have exhausted her second uncle.
"Why are you going so fast? Wait for me! ”
Yu Xiaoyu shouted as he ran, and smeared something on his face with his hands......
Just when Yu Xiaoyu was about to die of exhaustion, the ink-dyed rain finally stopped.
"Lord, you're here, the emperor is waiting inside!"
As soon as they arrived at the door, a little eunuch came to greet them. Glancing at Yu Xiaoyu's astonishing makeup, the little eunuch was stunned, but he still bowed his head respectfully.
The professionalism of the people in the palace is high, and seeing her flower-like makeup, she can actually bear it, Yu Xiaoyu secretly admires it in her heart.
Mo Ranyu nodded and walked in, Yu Xiaoyu just rested for two seconds, "Ward Tian, I can't live this day......"
Panting and complaining, and having to keep up with a stinky man, it's really terrible.
"Son-in-law, see father."
"Dye Yu, you're here, did you bring that Yu girl?"
Mo Qianjing, who was sitting on the bookcase reviewing the chapters, was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, with high black hair, sword eyebrows and sideburns, and a resolute face with some traces of time, but he couldn't polish his innate noble imperial aura.
Yu Xiaoyu, who had just entered the door, saw this scene and had to sigh at the strength of genes, this emperor in his forties has been put into modern times, how many little girls have to secretly vote for it, no wonder Mo Dye Yu looks so good-looking......
"Here I am!"
Hearing this, Mo Qianjing and Mo Dyed Yu's eyes focused on Yu Xiaoyu at the same time, and both of them stared at each other......