Chapter 11: Gui Yuxi is reduced to a small follower
Jun Moyan's entire face darkened.
What is called his age and energy is gone.
He is twenty-four years old.
It is the age of peerless elegance and fire.
"If you talk nonsense, the king will throw you out." Jun Moyan stared at her tender dumpling face, her heart, noodles, real noodles, like the dough that had just come out of the pot, she really wanted people to pinch it.
Gui Yuxi immediately comprehended.
I drew a small notebook in my mind and wrote it down.
Uncle doesn't like people who talk a lot.
But she really likes to talk.
I love to talk before I am nervous, I love to talk before I am excited, I love to talk before I am happy, and I am willing to talk in my sleep even before I go to bed.
What can I do?
Why don't you find a strip of cloth to wrap around your mouth?
No, no, no.
It's stupid.
Wrapping it around your mouth isn't eating.
I heard that the food in the Yuanbei Palace's food is fat.
She also wanted to quench her cravings.
Jun Moyan looked at her sometimes frowning, sometimes with a grouped face, sometimes thoughtful, and her small expressions were extraordinarily rich.
He coughed.
Gui Yuxi came back to his senses.
Raising his little paws, he made a gesture to close the door next to his mouth.
King Yuanbei was her employer to her.
The employer told her to go east, but she would never go west.
The employer made her a young and invincible beautiful girl, and she would never become a bewitching and sexy beautiful young woman.
Now that her employer thinks she talks too much, she has become a gentle lady and a little mute.
"This king asked you to talk less, not that you won't be allowed to speak." Jun Moyan has a headache, where did Jun Liangchen get him such a noodle melon.
Gui Yuxi grinned, and spoke like pouring beans, and his voice was crisp: "Uncle, I won't talk nonsense, I'll act now." ”
Jun Moyan sat arbitrarily on the sandalwood carved chair, staring at the screen with deep eyes.
Obviously, he can't see anything, but he can automatically make up this Yu Xiaoba's teeth and claws, with a wonderful expression.
After a long period of searching, a small head finally emerged from behind the screen.
The tender face is red, and there are some beads of sweat on the forehead.
"Why are you sweating?" Although it was summer, a large bucket of ice cubes was placed in the flower hall, which also made the whole room cold.
"I guess it's a fiction." Gui Yuxi smiled, and said in his heart, take off his clothes, change his clothes, can he not sweat for most of the day.
There was something special in Jun Moyan's ears when he said this, and he thought that this Yu Xiaoba was false in terms of men and women.
Is it okay not to study well all day at a young age?
Looking at her face, he was even more unkind, thinking that if she came out later, if she used some indiscriminate tricks of the Qinglou and the Red Mansion on himself, he would just take this opportunity to get her out.
Gui Yuxi, who had changed into a combat uniform, jumped out.
Jun Moyan was stunned.
Looking at his expression, Gui Yuxi looked surprised and unexpected.
She's ...... What to wear?
Like armor but not armor.
The bra was covered with a shoulder, waistcoat-like thing, bulging, very thick.
"What is this?" Jun Moyan stood up, his face darkened.
Yu Xiaoba's noodle melon can always refresh his cognition.
"My combat uniform, uncle, you don't care, come on." Gui Yuxi patted his bulging chest.
"What's coming?" Can you still play like this? Haven't eaten pork, haven't seen a pig run?
It's just that he hasn't read these in the book from the words Jun Liangchen gave him.
His handsome face turned red, could it be something written in another book?
Listening to him, the shapeless Seven Emperor Brothers, there is also an upgraded version of the book.,That version is about an alternative kind of love. Fun ......