Jun Moyan looked over.

A wet trail on the mat.

He frowned slightly: "I'm wetting my pants." ”

Small noodle melon: ......

Uncle, are you lame?

You've ever seen pee your pants so evenly.

Also, who peed their pants.

I'm an adult, do you understand!

She snapped her fingers: "Well, your pants are wet." ”

"Oh, normal, just fished out of the river, and the pants aren't wet." Jun Moyan went back.

"Uncle, I'm uncomfortable in wet pants." Gui Yuxi grabbed his hand.

Jun Moyan leaned over suddenly, and her thin lips gently pressed against her ear: "How about this king take off his pants and put them on for you?" ”

"Uncle, you, you, who wears your pants, I want to find a place to dry her." Gui Yuxi's little face became red.

Uncle and the Seventh Prince's learning are becoming more and more shameless.

The Seventh Prince, who was far away in the mansion, sneezed heavily: Who, who is talking about the master.

"Dry? It seems that Yu Xiaoba wants to take off his pants in front of this king. "Everything Gui Yuxi said would be forcibly misinterpreted by Jun Moyan.

"I, I didn't, I don't hang it." Uncle wants to play gadfly.

"In the wilderness, there is no Langzhong, if you are sick, the first thing this king will do is to throw you into the wilderness." Jun Moyan coldly threatened.

Gui Yuxi's steps to return to the carriage paused suddenly.

Turned his head and changed his face to another face: "Uncle, I think what you said is very right, it's better to dry your clothes." ”

After all, she didn't really want to be a ghost.

The corners of Jun Moyan's lips were slightly hooked.

The land temple was very broken, no one came at all, the housekeeper picked up the cobwebs with a branch, and made a fire, and the warm fire light illuminated Gui Yuxi's goose egg face.

Jun Moyan looked at her through the firelight.

Yu Xiaoba is really good-looking, handsome, white-faced, and like a doll.

It was the first time he saw such a good-looking teenager, and his heart fluttered.

"Take it off." Jun Moyan said.

"Uncle, can you turn your back?" Gui Yuxi asked.

"It's all men, are you ashamed?" Jun Moyan raised his eyebrows.

"Anyway, I'm not used to it, you turn, you turn." Gui Yu said stubbornly.

Jun Moyan had no choice but to turn around.

She quickly took off her coat, roasted it on the fire, and wrapped her arms around her chest, she just glanced at it, she was developing late, the two lumps of flesh on her chest were the same, and the usual chest strap was almost the same as if she was not tied.

Uncle can't see it when he's so lame.

"Uncle, where are we going, can you tell me now?" Gui Yuxi gossiped and asked.

"Three years ago, when this king went to the battlefield to fight, he was attacked by traitors and enemies in the military camp, and he ran out overnight and ran to Xianghe Village, where a family took me in, helped the king treat his wounds, and sent the enemy, and I was the king's benefactor."

"The person who saved you was a woman, huh?"

"Yes."

"Then since it's your savior, why don't you reveal your true identity?" Xiao Mian Gua asked.

"It's to protect them, if someone knows the true identity of this king and the origin of Cuiya's family, they will definitely arrest their family and trade with this king, and this king is also afraid that they will be hurt." Jun Moyan said lightly.

"I didn't expect you to be kind to others." Gui Yuxi pouted.

"You mean this king is not kind to you?" Jun Moyan caught the point of his words.

The little melon didn't speak, and felt that he continued to talk and continued to fall into the trap.

He suddenly rushed over, propped his arms on the weeds, and looked at Gui Yuxi with obsidian eyes: "This king is not kind to you, and the 'day' has been seen in the hearts of the people for a long time." ”