Blood marriage, the gentleness of the mysterious evil monarch

Jimo Wuming is not like Jimo Wuxuan who can eat breakfast calmly. At this time, he is already furious and wants to settle accounts with Xia Houhuang, but he has just walked a few steps and was stopped before he even walked out the door.

"Stop." Jimo Wuxuan ordered indifferently, his tone calm and unhurried, it can be seen that Xiahouhuang's five hundred elite soldiers were completely ignored.

"Brother, Xia Houhuang has come to your door, can you still be calm? You can, I can't, today I will punch him a few more times, and directly beat him into a pig's head." Although Jimo Wuming stopped However, he became even more angry, yelling that he was going to fight Xia Houhuang.

Seeing Jimo Wuming's childish appearance, Qian Diewu couldn't help but smile slightly.

Jimo Wuxuan noticed this smile again, so he asked her, "What are you laughing at?"

He could see that her smile was completely different from the previous one, it was pure, flawless, soft and moving, but this time it had a bit of a hippie taste, but it also had a different flavor.

He likes to see the smile on her face, he doesn't know why, and there is no reason, he just likes it.

As soon as Qian Diewu was asked, she immediately put away her smile and replied quietly: "It's nothing, I just feel that Wuming's personality still has a bit of childlike innocence."

"Sister-in-law, aren't you turning the corner and calling me childish?" Jimo Wuming retorted strongly, but there was no trace of blame in his tone, but a bit of intimacy.

"I'm not scolding you, but praising you, praising you for being humorous!"

"Really?"

"Ah."

"Then you are turning the corner and scolding my elder brother for not knowing how to be humorous?"

"Hey..." Qian Diewu's complexion immediately changed drastically, and she glanced at Jimo Wuxuan awkwardly, then lowered her head to eat, not daring to look at it, nor dare to say it, and secretly scolded Jimo Wuming: This ignorance, I really don't know how Pick a moment to talk, really.

Jimo Wuming knew that he had said something wrong, so he quickly smoothed things over, "Sister-in-law, I was joking with you, don't take it seriously, ha ha!"

Jimo Wuxuan stared at Jimo Wuming coldly, with a hint of anger, he gave him a stern order, "Go and follow the old rules."

"Brother, Xiahouhuang has come to the door with elite soldiers, do you still follow the old rules?" Jimo Wuming was a little reluctant, his hands were itchy enough to beat someone, especially Xiahouhuang.

"If you are told to do it according to the old rules, then do it according to the old rules. If you don't want to go, then let someone else go."

"Okay, I'll go." Jimo Wuming Wuzhe reluctantly followed Jimo Wuxuan's order.

The servants and maidservants in the hall had already left at some point, and only Jimo Wuxuan and Qiandiewu were left on the scene.

The atmosphere was particularly cold and hard, so quiet that one could even hear a needle drop on the ground.

Qian Diewu felt depressed and flustered because of what Jimo Wuming said, and she was inexplicably anxious about this matter, for fear that Jimo Wuxuan might misunderstand something. Twitching, "Well, that, actually I didn't mean to turn the corner and scold you, actually, actually, I think you're pretty good, and I like you quite a bit, no no no... I mean, I, I actually ...Actually, I don't mind you as a person, also, that's not the case, I..."

God, why can't she control her mouth?

"Have a good breakfast." Jimo Wuxuan said coldly, his tone was softer than before, and seemed less serious.

She likes him, too, is it true?

This was the first time in his life that he heard a woman say that he liked him. This feeling was like warm wind blowing on his face. Could this be the feeling of being liked?

Seems not bad.