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sent King Lan, who had subverted the three views and was greatly stimulated, back, and Yun Chengcheng himself took a carriage and returned to King Mo's Mansion.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw King Mo.

The man, dressed in a dark robe, was walking alone in the sun with a wooden cane on crutches. The sunlight gave him the outline of the right half without a curse mark, plated with a faint gold edge, and looked very handsome.

Looking at it from the perspective of Cloud Fall City, you can't see the left half of the spell mark.

So, the visuals are still pretty good.

"It's like that."

Cloud Allure couldn't help but sigh.

Her voice was soft.

The two of them were still at a considerable distance.

Cloud Fall City originally thought that King Mo would not hear it.

Who is King Kemo?

The soul of the Heavenly Supreme Curse Lord, the huge Mo Wang's Mansion are all within the scope of his divine sense, not to mention a shallow sigh, even her every breath, he can grasp it accurately.

When King Mo heard this, his heart was not very happy.

What is truth?

He and that hypocritical guy don't look like each other at all, okay!

Inexplicably, it's vinegar again.

From the first meeting between the three of them that day, he could see that his kissing little daughter-in-law seemed to care more about the hypocritical guy than about himself.

Now when she saw herself, she immediately thought of that hypocrisy.

It's really, it's unpleasant enough!

But—

Even if you are unhappy in your heart, you can't show it to your daughter-in-law.

"Dump, you're back."

King Mo raised his head and looked at her, his eyes seemed to have a galaxy twinkling.

His voice was slightly hoarse.

But it sounded surprisingly good.

"Hmm."

Yun Chengcheng nodded, walked over, and asked, "His Royal Highness King Mo is alone, how long have you been practicing?" ”

She saw beads of sweat on his head.

Hearing his voice was hoarse, it should be caused by the summer heat and thirst.

"Soon, just practiced."

King Mo said as if nothing had happened.

I don't want to be looked down upon by my daughter-in-law.

That hypocritical guy is right, since he got married, he has been a complete drag on his daughter-in-law. The daughter-in-law never complained, and she did her best to take care of everything for him.

Such a good woman is worth anything he can do for it.

Yun Qicheng didn't tear him down, and from the dryness of his throat and the degree of sweating, he could guess that this man had been practicing alone in the courtyard for at least more than an hour.

On the side, there is a stone table.

On the stone table, there are tea and tea cups.

It's lark tea.

She poured a cup herself and handed it to just an inch from the side of Mo Wang's lips.

King Mo's deep black eyes narrowed slightly, his heart was like a drum, and he looked at her with a smile and said, "Thank you, madam." ”

A daughter-in-law is considerate.

So it seems.

The daughter-in-law still has him in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't be so active.

Although he wanted to inch inch, let his daughter-in-law feed him drink. However, now that I have hands and feet, it seems a little too shameless, not my own style.

And so.

King Mo was on crutches in one hand, freed the other hand, and took the teacup.

When I picked it up, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the fingertips of the two touched it.

A feeling of overpower flashed.

The corners of King Mo's lips couldn't help but rise slightly, and then he drank the tea in one fell swoop, with a chic posture.

Yun Chengcheng looked at his posture of drinking tea and was stunned for a moment.