The small noodle melon is too devotive.

So much so that there were no 'enemy troops' behind the buttocks.

A slip of the hand.

Bones.

A slippery ball was thrown out by Gui Yuxi.

"Ah, my pill smash." Gui Yuxi broke his voice and turned to look for the pills.

What catches your eye is a ball and a pair of satin boots.

Oh no, no.

To be precise, a ball lying on a satin boot.

Kindness.

It's like a ball embroidered on satin boots.

It doesn't seem to be disobedient.

Kindness.

It's cold on the top of my head.

Gui Yuxi looked up little by little.

The black-faced Bao Gong-like Jun Moyan was locking on to her with his gaze.

"Hey, hey, hey." Gui Yu smiled dryly, and the little paw reached out to take the balls on his satin boots.

"Uncle, you have a happy day today, and the four happy pills have taken the initiative to climb up to the uncle, which means that the uncle has a happy event." Gui Yuxi's little mouth is very sweet, and her little brain turns fast.

"This king made you kneel and face the wall to think, but you can't understand the words?" Jun Moyan said coldly.

Gui Yuxi was lying there, like a little king, aggrieved: "I'm lying on my stomach." ”

"Laying out the king's layouts, still eating and drinking? Yu Xiaoba, are you here to enjoy? Jun Moyan couldn't laugh or cry.

But in order to establish his majesty, he can only keep a straight face.

"But uncle, you didn't say that you wouldn't let me shop things, eat and drink." Gui Yuxi twitched his little nose: "Uncle, if I die of hunger and thirst, won't you still be the one who is injured." ”

Jun Moyan didn't understand what it meant, raised her eyebrows, and looked at her suspiciously.

"Uncle, you feel sorry for me, isn't that hurting your heart?" Well, the sweetness and narcissism of this statement have reached a certain level.

The corners of Jun Moyan's eyes twitched: "Clean up this place immediately, there are guests coming, what kind of mess is it." ”

Guest?

Who is it?

Gui Yuxi got up from the ground, ouched, her feet were numb, her feet were sore, and she fell outward with her teeth and claws.

She thought her uncle would catch her.

But the romantic passages in the book are all deceitful.

When Gui Yuxi fell, Jun Moyan actually flashed to the side.

Bang dang.

Gui Yuxi lay on the ground, fortunately, he lay out on the ground, otherwise, the whole person would be eight and a half.

How did she feel that every time she fell, her uncle didn't hold herself.

"Uncle, why don't you hold me?" Gui Yu is pitiful.

"With a mouth full of oil, you let my king help you?" Jun Moyan's tone actually had a taste of disgust.

"Uncle, where are the guests?" Gui Yuxi rubbed his knees and struggled to get up.

She followed Jun Moyan towards the door, and the woman with her back to them was bending down slightly to enjoy the flowers.

Guiyu is happy.

Ah, Uncle has enlightened himself and knows that he has taken the woman home.

"Uncle, she is ......" Before the complete words were uttered, the wonderful person standing there admiring the flowers suddenly turned around.

Gui Yuxi looked at Gui Zhiqin dumbfounded.

Cool from head to toe.

I've got a carrot!

It turned out to be Gui Zhiqin's little minion!

Uncle likes this!

Gui Zhiqin doesn't recognize Gui Yuxi.

Gui Yuxi was kicked out when she was a child, and no one cared, and they naturally didn't know what she would look like when she grew up.

Gui Zhiqin glanced up and down at the man dressed as a little guy, and said in his heart, dirty, disgusting, who is this person.

"Uncle, who is she?" Gui Yuxi's throat tightened, and he asked with his little head held high.

"Return to the prime minister's daughter to Zhiqin, come to the king's mansion as a guest." Jun Moyan said lightly.

Is it just a guest?