The next day, the sky was clear, the wind was smooth, the blue sky was like a few white clouds, Mo Qingge pushed open the cloud window, and the fragrant fragrance and wind of the flower path in the distance drifted in, drifting into the house, and then came in, as well as the warm morning light.

Mo Qingge reached into the sunshine, and I don't know if it was because of the cultivation of the true understanding of the sun, for the sun, there was a little more affinity than before, and his mind was quiet, and he moved quietly, and it didn't take long for his thoughts to rise again.

Mo Qingge was born in a business family in his previous life, businessmen are mainly profit-oriented, even if Mo Qingge has never been in business, he can be influenced by his parents, and he also knows a little about business, and he knows that there is no pie in the sky, even if it really falls pie, it is a poisonous pie.

The reason why he came to this vast and mysterious Shenzhou Continent was because of that thunderbolt, as for whether this was a blessing or a blessing? In Mo Qingge's own opinion, it was more blessing.

However, since he came to this world, in the dark, it seems that there has always been a voice urging him to become stronger, stronger, stronger, and he can feel that the lotus seed of creation may be of great help to him, but ......

Recalling the person that Ying Yue said to him, Mo Qingge was quite jealous, and there was a layer of estrangement in his heart, maybe he could get the two effective "golden fingers" of the Lotus Pond and Weiyang Immortal Gate, in addition to the favor of the Mandate of Heaven, there may also be a certain pair of hands in the dark that are playing with everything.

This is Mo Qingge's intuition!

Buddhism has the theory of cause and effect, and the more causes you owe now, the heavier the consequences that need to be repaid in the future, to paraphrase the words of the previous life...... That is, there is borrowing and repaying, with interest.

Under normal circumstances, it would take 100,000 eight years to conceive one, but Mo Qingge knew the method of giving birth to a lotus seed.

Therefore, Mo Qingge reshaped the body for the Moon Palace Lord, and did not mean to treat this Flower Shifting Palace Lord as a guinea pig, and besides, a beautiful thug with extremely high talent who has the possibility of entering the heavens and even winning the land immortal is very rare, isn't it?

"Childe!"

The childish and beautiful voice sounded softly behind itself, with three points of Shu Ya lazy, seven points of uneasiness, Mo Qingge gathered his thoughts, turned to look, and saw Si Ya, who had just woken up, supporting the bed with her bare hands, half sitting up, looking at him with her signature "coquettish" expression, and the big red brocade embroidered with begonia flowers was silently slid off her.

The pink-white profane clothes wrap around the hillock on the chest, and there is a kind of youthful style of small lotus showing sharp corners, in addition, the slender waist that is unbearable to hold, and the smooth and jade fragrant back are all exposed in the air.

The spring is cold, the scenery is different and green and moving, Mo Qingge sat down at the table for a long time, poured himself a glass of wine, and tasted wine and enjoyed the scenery in the room!

Siya was quite annoyed at the moment, her sisters said that as a maidservant, she couldn't help but wait for the master's house to sleep and wait for the master's house to wash, but he went to bed earlier than the son and got up later than the son.

Hmm, how does the son look at Siya, could it be that he dislikes Siya for being clumsy and lazy, and wants to drive Siya away? Siya is usually very diligent, but she slept too late last night......

Thinking wildly, Siya stiffened her head and asked cautiously, "Childe, what are you looking at?"

Mo Qingge had a smile on the corner of his mouth, winked at him, dragged his voice, and said meaningfully: "Your son-in-law, I am watching the peach blossoms in April!"

"Are there peach blossoms in the house?" The pretty face was obviously surprised, Siya stared at a pair of pretty apricot eyes, looked left and right, and did not see the peach blossoms in Mo Qingge's mouth, thinking that Mo Qingge was teasing her, and the anxiety just now was swept away, leaving only a thick sadness that could not be dissolved.

Lowered her head a little gloomily, and when her eyes swept over her dirty clothes, she couldn't help but pause slightly, this dirty clothes were taken by Lan Ruoyun yesterday, not her usual cyan clothes embroidered with green leaves and lotuses, and the patterns on it were ......

The little face suddenly rose two clusters of redness, and the peach blossoms were delicate, as gorgeous as the delicate and lifelike peach blossoms on the profane clothes, which fell in Mo Qingge's eyes, which really responded to the famous sentence of the ages.

"The peach blossoms on the human face are red!"

After being shy, followed by another exclamation, Siya, who realized it later, reached out and pulled the quilt and wrapped her whole person inside, covering the scenery that was more moving than the spring outside the window.

After a long time, a weak and inaudible soft voice came from the quilt: "Childe, you can ...... Can you turn around first? Siya ...... Siya is going to get dressed!"

For this delicate and innocent, shy and cute little girl, Mo Qingge has a kind of tireless teasing taste, at this moment glanced at Mu Shi, who was more than half a foot away from the bed, with exquisite workmanship and delicate carvings, and hung in a plain white dress, his eyebrows and eyes bent, and he smiled leisurely: "Why turn around, you wear yours, I look at mine? Besides, I have been touched, what else is there to be ashamed of?"

"But......" Siya's lips snorted, wanting to refuse, but the small brain with limited capacity couldn't think of a word of refusal, and her anxious eyes were red.

Seeing this, Mo Qingge suddenly felt a sense of guilt for bullying the little girl, bent his fist to his lips, coughed lightly, and reminded: "That's it, Siya, you take it back quickly, move faster, so that I won't be able to see anything." ”

Siya bit her lips lightly, hesitated for a moment, and then lifted the quilt with a heroic momentum of wind and water, and her slender and delicate figure flashed, like the snow of the flowing wind, at a speed that ordinary innate masters may not be able to see, swept to the front of Mu Shi who was hanging in the dress, and took it with her bare hands, turning into a blurred afterimage, taking off all the clothes above, twisting her waist, and returning to the bed at the same speed.

Although the speed is fast, it can't hide Mo Qingge's magic eyes, and the petite and delicate well-proportioned body is in full view, and there is no difference.

However, Mo Qingge didn't care about these, but Siya's attainments in chasing the wind and chasing the moon, as well as the nine-day moon palming method, Mo Qingge knew all the formulas of these two sets of miraculous skills, so it could be seen at a glance that Siya's attainments in these two sets of martial arts were quite extraordinary.

Except for the lack of experience, nothing is inferior to Han Qianchuan's evil ghost, in this Hanjiang City, he can already be called a master, but this little girl still doesn't know it!

There was the sound of Suo Suo's dressing from the bulging quilt, and after a while, Si Ya walked out with her head bowed and a small blushing face, and her jet-black hair, although uncombed, was unusually soft, hanging down the sides of her cheeks and scattered over her shoulders.

Black hair and red lips, beautiful eyebrows and apricot eyes, delicate and timidly standing there, indescribably beautiful and moving.

Slowly raised his head, his big clear eyes first glanced at Mo Qingge, and when he saw the smile on the corner of Mo Qingge's mouth, he was careful of his liver and thumped, and his words flickered: "Siya can make porridge, son, you ...... You haven't had breakfast yet, have you......? Then please wait a little longer, Siya will go and make a bowl of porridge for your son, it won't be long, ...... Just a little bit!"

Looking at Si Ya, who stammered and finished speaking, poked at the small steps and fled in the wilderness, Mo Qingge couldn't help but shake his head, with a smile on his face, and he felt inexplicable in his heart.

In the past, he was a real royal sister, but now as long as he is tired of being with Siya, he can't help but want to tease her, looking at this little girl's delicate crimson and impatient moving appearance.

Grandma's, Lao Tzu must have suffered from this little girl's way, and let her bend it silently, Mo Qingge sighed in his heart.

Siya didn't tell a lie, but after a while, the boiled rice porridge was served on a wooden plate, the porridge is a pumpkin lily porridge that moistens the lungs and clears the spleen, nourishes the middle and nourishes the qi, and clears the heart and calms the nerves.

Si Ya, who was thin with fragrant sweat on her face, stood aside prettyly, her face was no longer shy, her little hands couldn't stop twisting the corners of her clothes, her eyes were both expectant and a little nervous, she stared at Mo Qingge, and said softly: "Son, do you taste it?" to see if it suits your appetite, if it doesn't suit your appetite, Siya can do it again." ”

Mo Qingge nodded, picked up the porcelain spoon and scooped some porridge, and sent it to his mouth, the rice porridge was warm and fragrant at the entrance, and the granular-sized pumpkin melted as soon as he took a sip, silky and refreshing, sweet but not greasy.

His eyes lit up, staring at Siya in front of him, Mo Qingge suddenly felt that this little girl could not only be used to warm the bed in the future, but also serve as a cook!

Mo Qingge didn't squeeze child labor at all, it was really an undeserved awareness, and nodded with a smile: "The best porridge I have ever eaten in my life, is the pumpkin and lily porridge made by Siya, which is not only delicious, but also very attentive, it seems that there will be a blessing in the future!"

Hearing Mo Qingge's praise, the apprehension on Siya's little face was suddenly swept away, her pretty eyes narrowed into a pair of crooked crescents, and she smiled happily: "Childe likes to eat, Siya will cook it for Childe every day in the future, in fact, Siya will make a lot of porridge, well, there are mung bean glutinous rice porridge, red dates and wolfberry porridge, lotus seed yam porridge, ......."

Pulling her fingers, Siya counted twenty or thirty items in a row, that serious and serious little appearance, very cute, Mo Qingge smiled suddenly, waved his sleeves and blew a soft wind, rolled up and together, wrapped Siya, flew over, and sat on his lap.

Siya looked startled, a little confused about this sudden change, her delicate body writhed uneasily, Mo Qingge hugged her fragrant shoulder, and said with a leisurely smile: "This is the most comfortable chair in the world, Siya is still used to sitting on it!"

As soon as these words came out, Siya squirmed and didn't know how to answer, glanced at it, saw the porridge on the table, and whispered: "Son, don't tease Siya, why don't Siya come to feed you?"

"That's a good dare!" Mo smiled lightly, and then his eyes closed slightly, and he opened his mouth to wait.

Siya held the bowl with one hand and scooped the porridge with the other, allowing Mo Qingge to live a corrupt life with a handful of rice to open his mouth, and it didn't take long for only half of the rice porridge in the bowl to be left.

At this time, the sun moved lightly and shone on Siya's face, and the unique fluff on the girl's face loomed in the twilight, revealing her beauty.

Mo Qingge leaned over gently, and whispered a few words in Siya Zhuyu's mellow ear, after Xiao Nizi heard it, her pretty face instantly turned crimson, like an evening sunset, and she shook her head again and again: "Childe, this is unacceptable, unacceptable....."

Mo Qingge sighed lightly with a sad face, and said with sadness: "I just want to know, whether it is Siya's porridge that is sweet, or Siya's own small mouth is sweet, just such a wish, Siya is not satisfied." ”

Such a clumsy trick is placed on the earth, and no woman will buy it, but Siya will eat this set, and her heart will soften at the moment, she bites her lip and whispers: "Then we can talk about it, just this time." ”

"Well, just once. He replied without hesitation on his face, and a sentence invariably came out in his heart: It's strange once!

Siya, who is not familiar with people's hearts and dangers, can be said to be Mo Qingge's death, and he took a small mouthful of porridge hesitantly, then closed his eyes shyly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and leaned over......

......

The beautiful and fragrant porridge feeding activity did not end until Xiao Nizi was shy and almost fainted, and then Mo Qingge left Jiafu alone and went in the direction of the prayer platform.

There is a way that the body of the twenty-eight girl is like a crisp, and the sword on her waist slashes the mortal!

Although this charming and gentle township is good, it can only be used in leisure time, not all the time!