The corners of Mo Yan's mouth twitched, "It's over?" ”

The little milk baby's jet-black pupils are dripping and turning, as if thinking about the words of ink smoke! Finally, I nodded!

"It's over!"

"Just lost your life for love?"

Mo Yan's big eyes are called an eager-eyed withered seedling looking at the rain, as if he is waiting for Xiao Liu to say that it is like the prince forcing the palace, the first emperor is dead, and the political environment of hundreds of officials contending......

In fact, this is not to blame Mo Yan, her heart disease is originally inherited in the family, so at the age of 18, Mo Yan was used to complete her studies in a limited time, and the university was originally a double degree, and then she studied for a graduate school and a doctoral student......

She really doesn't have much contact with love,

The knowledge that Moyan has learned over the years has prompted Lu Shuang to subconsciously analyze the external environment......

“emmm…… That sounds right! ”

The little milk baby was originally crawling very seriously on the ground, and when she heard Moyan's question, she really thought about it with all her attention.

That sounds true, but it always sounds weird......

Mo Yan nodded as if he didn't understand, "Then what is my task?" ”

"The host's mission is simple: keep the General's Mansion!" The little milk baby's big eyes are round like a shiny black grape,

The little hand is placed on the side of the mouth, and the pupils are full of innocence that does not understand the world......

Ink smoke: "............ Don't take revenge? ”

She looked at those pictures and it was miserable......

“emmm…… Our points are given according to the degree of catharsis of the task master, anyway, the host must have to go through sixty-six thirty-six parallel worlds, for example, when the master wants to return to his own world, he can get an intact heart! But if you have more points, it is possible for the owner to cure this family genetic history......"

The implication is that it depends on how far the host can go!

But when Mo Yan heard this, her eyes lit up, no one knew better than her the horror of genetic history, if it could really be cured, then ..................

Just when the ink smoke fell into his own thoughts,

Although it sounded very stable, it could be heard that there were still some hurried footsteps, which fully reflected that the owner of the footsteps was not in a good mood......

The little milk baby also reacted quickly, jumping directly into Mo Yan's arms, and in the process of jumping into Mo Yan's arms, the whole body seemed to have turned into a white elegant Persian cat~

Mo Yan also subconsciously hugged the kitten who jumped into his arms!

And the footsteps outside the door have been far and near, stepping directly into the room where the ink smoke is......

"Uncle, Miss has been waiting for ............ for a long time"

"Get out!" Shangguan's shocked eyes killed,

The originally gentle and warm eyes brewed like a tornado!

"Uncle, ............ you" The maid beside Mo Yan obviously didn't adapt to Shangguan's shocking appearance......

Although my uncle usually doesn't have a good tone towards the young lady, but the spring breeze is warm all around.

But today............

"Why, now the people in my palace dare to disobey even the master's orders?" Shangguan's shocking voice is tyrannical!

The aura of the storm around people can't help but have a cold war!

Especially the wedding dress, worn on the body, the stunning appearance and the atmosphere in front of him are simply touching......

"The prince is already my person, go down!" The sound of ink smoke was already ethereal,

The delicate face under the Xipa, which is as bright as a peach and plum with buds waiting to be released, is even more rippling spring at this moment!

The people around Moyan naturally know how much their young lady cares about the prince,

Although the prince doesn't seem to be in a good mood today, it's hard to guarantee that the young master hasn't seen the face of Miss Xipa.

Men are creatures that think in the lower half of their bodies!