The handkerchief that wiped his sweat quickly left.

And the wisp of fragrant fragrance that lingered on the tip of his nose also stayed away from him mercilessly.

At this time, Junkong's heart was inexplicably a little empty, and he subconsciously looked at her.

Mo Shu was lowering her eyes and arranging the handkerchief, only to see her change the snow-white and beautiful handkerchief, and then leaned towards him again.

They didn't dare to gasp, and a pair of eyes stared at her and followed her to their own eyes.

Junkong's gaze moved up and down her forehead, her eyes were so beautiful, her nose was beautiful, her lips were ...... Red and full, with a dewy bright color......

His gaze paused on her lips for a moment, and soon, Junku was shocked, and then hurriedly moved his gaze down as if evading.

The neat placket, wrapped in the children's rations, is really ...... It looks like it's sufficient.

Mo Shu didn't seem to notice anything wrong with his eyes, calmly reached out to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead, and then left quickly.

Another layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his Adam's apple rolled a little, and then, he opened his eyes and said, "It's really hot today." ”

Ji Nan pursed his lips on the side and said, "It's quite hot, come in and sit in the pavilion, I'll prepare tea for you." ”

Ji Nan quickly left.

The evening breeze is especially cool.

Mo Shu didn't feel very hot, but seeing that there was a tendency for all of them to sweat a lot, and thinking that he had just finished practicing swords, and was still holding two children, it would probably be hotter.

"Come and sit here." Mo Shu said, and then walked to the top of the gazebo.

The pavilion is arranged by Moshu, and in order to prevent the heatstroke, the flowing veil is hung around, which can not only shade the sun, but also beautiful and elegant, and does not block the wind at this time, and looks especially comfortable when it floats up.

Jikong was holding two little babies, the little things grew up very fast, and they were very skinny at three or four months, and the small sugar jar was dragging the clothes on Junkong's chest, babbling and babbling to himself.

The other was able to stop crying, and the little hand that had just finished cutting his nails in the afternoon grabbed his father's neck, and the other hand was raised to cover his father's face, "Woo......"

Junkong looked at his face that looked like his own, and his heart, which had just boiled with excitement, suddenly became a little colder.

These two little things are most likely the children of one of his older brothers or younger brothers.

"Ahh......h

Junkong looked at him very indifferently, but who knows, the little guy screamed happily as if he had been poked in the point of laughter.

Empty: "......"

The little honeypot grinned and giggled happily.

Laughing and laughing, the two brothers looked at each other, as if they had appreciated something interesting from each other, and then laughed more excitedly, and fluttered their little hands and feet.

Mo Shu couldn't help but be amused by them, and his smile grew bigger and bigger.

After a while, Junkong finally couldn't help it, and the corners of his lips curled up a little.

The little sugar pot and the little honey pot laughed, and threw themselves at the shoulders of the gun, and the sugar pot opened its mouth to nibble on the empty clothes.

The little honeypot is much more elaborate in comparison, stretching out the fleshy little finger to play with the gold thread embroidered on the placket of his clothes, and then gnawing on it in one bite.

They all looked at them expressionlessly and asked, "How old are they?" ”

Mo Shu said: "It's been almost four months. ”