Su Mo's wish in this life, where are these three words, he doesn't need to be grateful, he doesn't need tears, he doesn't need to smear his liver and brain. All he wanted was a gentle hug, and all he wanted was the woman in front of him.

Therefore, in the end, he had to turn around and take two steps forward, and gently hugged Mu Jincheng, what he wanted in his life was that she could stay in his arms with peace of mind and never struggle, just believe it wholeheartedly.

The person in his arms is indeed no longer struggling, no longer speaking ill of each other. No longer doubt him. Holding the belief in this bosom, it is as if I have embraced eternal thoughts.

I hope that everything in this world is fixed at this time. Beauty is never fragile. What I clutched was the little thought that had always existed between us. It's good you didn't give up, but it's good that I didn't. Embrace this sunset. Embrace this moment when thousands of living beings run freely.

This moment, this moment. I want to be engraved by eternity. All of a sudden, they comforted those long-lasting unsettlers. The placket of the bosom was slightly wet. Thinking about it, Mu Jincheng burst into tears.

She only said thank you and never said anything else. A thousand words are blocked in my chest, and I don't know how to speak again. Those words seem to be as light as a feather now. It didn't mean anything to express her mood at this time.

In the end, it was Su Mo who helped the person up and said softly. "Ben Hou is not such an easy person to dismiss. A thank you doesn't work."

"So what are you going to do?"

The red eyes were wiped away from tears. Lifted up, clear as water. It's like it, and I've never seen the world.

Rotated, it can be so clear. Such an original intention is not easy.

"I want to eat a bowl of noodles".

"What do you want to do",

"I want to eat a bowl of somen noodles, a bowl of somen noodles made by Princess Qinghe herself."

"Nope".

"You can't do it."

"Don't do"

"Will you?"

"No, it won't".

In the end, when I was chased and tickled all over the mountain, I finally softened. By the time I returned to the Dingguo Mansion, the moon was already hanging on the treetops.

The kitchen was already quiet at this time, and the princess of Qinghe was once again draped in battle, and the flour was stained all over the placket.

At this time, the Marquis of Dingguo did not help for a long time, and only sat at the door. Little by little, I saw all these scenes, like a big dream that I had never had for a long time.

This dream is too real, this dream is too reassuring. I didn't dare to say a word at all, or I had extra movements, for fear that my dream would be shattered. I am afraid that all this will become a vain in the end.

Looking at her scurrying inside, I thought about whether she was so flustered in her first life, just for that bowl of somen noodles that was not delicious.

In the end, when the noodles came out of the pot, they were served to Su Moyi's eyes. Gently pick up a pair of chopsticks. Even his hands trembled slightly.

Taoist Mu Jincheng looked at it with full eyes. He also joked. "When I used to be in Changyang Mountain, those old men who drank too much wine were shaking their hands when they ate. May I ask this Marquis Su, is he old or has he drunk too much? ”。

"Maybe I drank too much, but of course I'm not young."

"I didn't see where the wine was, I don't know where the wine that Marquis Su has privately hidden, take it out and give it to the palace to taste."

"Princess Qinghe may not know that Ben Hou's drunkenness is not in the wine, Ben Hou's drunkenness is only in this bowl of noodles, only in the eyes of the people in front of her."

These situations in Su Mo's relics, Mu Jincheng had never been taught before. I don't know what's going on these days. Is it to catch the ducks on the shelves, or to feel it in my heart. The majestic sentence by sentence made Mu Jincheng unable to catch it at all.

Princess Qinghe has always carried too much, and she has never had a moment of relaxation. Not to mention this kind of love and love, in this good time on the moonlight.

It didn't seem to belong to her, it seemed like it was stolen from somewhere, and she was a little apprehensive. I even felt that I had done something wrong, as if I was sorry for the heirs of those Protoss who were still preparing for the wind.

She deserves to be so cared for, she doesn't deserve to be so moonlit. At a time when the Protoss has not yet returned to the eyes of the world.

Her wish in this life is that the Protoss can return to glory, and all she wishes in this life is that the three words Changyang Mountain will be engraved into the hearts of the world again, and will never be forgotten.

As for herself and Su Moyi, it seems that she has always been covered with a thick layer of dust in her heart, even if the wind blows, she can't see the slightest.

All things are in front of their own eyes, and all the righteousness of the family and country is in front of the eyes of their children. Those sons and daughters seem to have committed sin secretly, and they have always been hidden in their chests, and even the corners of their mouths have not overflowed in the slightest.

Standing in place and looking at Su Moyi's clear gaze looking at her, there was deep affection in it. It seems as if the light has never changed. But why didn't I find out before?

Those, a little affection, those, deep thoughts, those who can forget my own ten lives when they see you.

How did it not be discovered, Mu Jincheng, what did you miss? Princess Qinghe, what the hell didn't you find.

These have always been hidden in Su Mo's eyes, even if you haven't heard the words, you really can't see it, this time and again, every time according to your own heart, how can such a thousand guards not come according to the development they want.

In the end, the things she didn't do by herself were done for her little by little, remembering those past events and when she acted recklessly. Is there also a pair of such affectionate eyes behind it? Look at her so humbly.

Accepted the empty bowl in Su Mo's hand. In the end, I had to say with a smile. "This palace is made in noodles, but it is the only bowl in the world. In this world, except for Su Houye, I am afraid that no one has such a blessing."

"That's what Ben Hou naturally knows. Ben Hou has thanked Princess Qinghe for this."

Waiting for Mu Jincheng to put the empty bowl back in its place and turn around, Su Moyu carefully took out a handkerchief from her arms and wiped the flour on her face one by one.

The face, which had been covered by flour and had not yet seen redness, suddenly turned into a soldering iron. I couldn't speak anymore, and my heart was like a drum. I always feel that this is not a problem, it seems to be particularly awkward.

A person like Princess Qinghe, no matter how bad you treat her, she can stand tall. No matter how bad you are to her, she can ignore you. But Dudu's affection made her unbearable, making her so nervous, like a deer crashing in place.

So, for a while, I wanted to escape. In such an unclear situation, it is better to go first. Thirty-six plans are the upper ones.