It must have been her finger that had been punctured when she was sewing gloves.

This is the heart of the little noodle melon.

Jun Moyan picked up the pair of tactical gloves and put them in his arms like a treasure: "I like it very much." ”

The little noodle melon breathed a sigh of relief.

She rushed to make it overnight.

If the uncle doesn't like her, he will be very disappointed.

And you're bound to feel stupid, stupid.

"This king will take it with him on the day of his autumn hunt." Jun Moyan said lovingly.

"Okay."

The little melon happily ran out and fed it.

Jun Moyan tried on the gloves.

Well, I can barely get in, but five fingers are there...... It's too skinny to fit in.

He had to cut the two fingers that were connected together, and the middle thread was opened, and a hole was leaked.

"Well, it's good to use something to support the other finger places that can't get in." Thinking about it, Jun Moyan took a thick stick outside and poked it in, and he would definitely be able to wear it on the day of the autumn hunt.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day of autumn hunting.

Jun Moyan was wearing silver armor, wearing heart goggles on his chest, a gray cloak hunting, and a green silk hair was neatly combed into a bun, with a sword-shaped hairpin inserted in the bun.

He chose a black horse, which was sturdy and strong-limbed, and was a good rider for autumn hunting.

They chose a forest, this forest is a wild forest, it is said that at first it was just a barren meadow, but then with the light of nature, the trees are towering, the flowers are everywhere, and over time, some wild animals come to take root here.

There are a total of 10 people participating in the autumn hunt today.

Most of them are sons of families.

There is only one outsider like Jun Moyan.

The little noodle melon felt very strange.

"It's game on! Regardless of whether it is flying in the sky or running on the ground, whoever hunts ten prey first will win. The referee said.

The little noodle melon is shouting hard at that one, come on, come on.

Ten horses galloped out in unison, rolling up the dust on the ground.

Clusters of leaves fell, and the birds flapped their wings and flew away.

Jun Moyan killed several prey in succession.

Sharp, he suddenly felt that there was a man beside him who was keeping an eye on him, and he would go wherever he went.

Jun Moyan looked back, this man was wearing a lotus-colored robe, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were even more presumptuous, scorching, and looking at Jun Moyan fixedly.

Jun Moyan was looked at like this by a big man, and he only felt goosebumps all over his body.

"This son, my name is Fu Hongbin, I am the son of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of War, Mo Gongzi, I have been paying attention to you for a long time, I like you very much, whether it is your appearance or your figure, I am my ideal type, Mo Gongzi, marry me, I will let you be my wife, I promise not to marry other women as concubines."

Jun Moyan was about to vomit.

He was confessed by a man for the first time.

He came to the Flowing Fire Country to make Xiao Mian Gua better with him, not to hook up with other men.

"Get out." He spoke coldly.

Fu Hongbin is a well-known merry son, and he took it home directly to make a good match, and every time he fooled people, his rhetoric was the same.

"You, you don't know what to do." Fu Hongbin thought for a while and said, "Young Master Mo, I know why you rejected me, do you have a good relationship?" Right? I saw that good friend of yours is not worthy of you at all, and I will give her a sum of money to get her out of you. ”