Mo Yue returned a charming and shy smile: "What the husband said is that I heard that the more sacrificers, the more stable the relationship between the husband and wife, I really don't know if anyone wants to come out." ”

Laugh like a ghost!

When they heard this, everyone who heard it felt cold all over their bodies.

No one dares to come out and say half a word, and the identity of the city lord's wife will be taboo in the future.

Ghost Face and Chen Feng glanced at each other and lowered their heads in silence.

The slaves sitting at the upper table also looked at each other, and the woman's eyes were full of envy, and the woman who was in the same prison car with Mo Yue that day had a little jealousy in her envy, and it was clear that on that day, the city lord also saw herself, but it was a close glance, which made her fascinated.

Between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, it is getting more and more westward.

Mo Yue and the guests greeted politely for a while, because they were unwell, they should not drink and go back to the room first, they had nothing to do, they simply bathed and changed their clothes, cleaned up the peanuts, lotus seeds, longan, etc. on the bed, and lay on the bed in civilian clothes to close their eyes and recuperate, and occasionally chatted with their children without a word.

The door creaked open and Mo Yue turned over and sat up, and saw that the drunken city lord walked in.

"Madam, my husband is here, you are waiting for me in bed, but I can't wait to enter the cave room." The city lord teased.

Mo Yue replied unceremoniously: "A person who refuses to even show his true face, wants to enter the cave room with this girl, and wants to be beautiful." ”

The city lord laughed: "I look ugly, I'm afraid of scaring you." ”

For the excuse of the city lord, I don't bother to debunk it.

At this time, a maid knocked on the door and brought a bowl of dumplings.

"Dinner will be delivered later, so you can eat a few dumplings first." The city lord pulled Mo Yue up from the bed.

The steaming dumplings exude the aroma of meat, Mo Yue swallowed her saliva, when she was a fairy, she didn't eat grains, but it was not rare to eat these foods, since she was a little fox for a few days last time, she tasted the aroma of meat, and she always remembered it.

Take it and put a dumpling in your mouth.

always felt that there was something wrong with this taste, Mo Yue chewed carefully, and soon a dumpling was in her stomach.

The maid who came over with dumplings covered her mouth and snickered, and said secretly: "How can the city lord's wife be so interesting, and the raw dumplings are so sweet and delicious." ”

The city lord was still looking forward to Mo Yue saying what he wanted to hear, but Mo Yue was so puzzled that he swallowed the dumplings.

Mo Yue saw that the two of them were looking at her, and said a little puzzled: "What are you looking at me?"

The city lord was about to remind Mo Yue, so he asked, "This dumpling is cooked." ”

Mo Yue shook her head: "I said that it tastes wrong, it turns out that it is not cooked, what are you doing with raw dumplings for me?" ”

The lord of the city and the maid were completely speechless, it seems that the bride did not know about this wedding custom at all, and if she said that she was born, the matter would be completed.

"Well, you can step aside." The castle lord's voice was dull, and he seemed to be unhappy, and motioned for the maid to leave.

The maid withdrew, playfully.

As soon as the door was closed, the city lord pushed Mo Yue down on the bed and said angrily: "I will punish you for skipping dinner today." ”

After that, he simply lay down on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

"Drunken maniac." Mo Yue scolded secretly, depressed in her heart, where did she suffer such a grievance, not to mention eating raw dumplings, and she would be punished.

In the end, it was thanks to the kindness of the blood of the true dragon in the day, and the other party was not forced into the cave room, so Mo Yue didn't bother to care, and rolled to the wall, trying to keep a distance.

"You don't like to be with me so much?" The lord of the city spoke again.

Mo Yue said lightly: "Where, the city lord is high, and the humble body of the slave and maid is the difference between cloud and mud, I am afraid that I will dirty the eyes of the city lord if I get close." ”