Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1290 Go to your uncle

"No grievances, no grievances."

Mo Xiaowan took care of Xuanyuanchen all day yesterday, and was too worried about his condition, so he casually ate a few mouthfuls of food, and in his dream he was so hungry that his stomach rumbled, and when he smelled the fragrance of noodles, he felt even more hungry.

After picking up the bowl, I ate it with big mouthfuls.

Mo Xiaowan ate happily, and the smile on Aunt Li's face deepened until she wrinkled herself.

"It's good if you like it, the aunt will secretly send you food."

Mo Xiaowan actually thought about Xuanyuanchen all night, even though he knew that the fever would subside after the prescription.

But the weight of some people in your heart, you just can't stand it and you have to worry!
While eating the noodles, she asked vaguely, "Auntie, is His Highness the Crown Prince well? Has the fever subsided?"

"Look at me, I was so busy watching you eat that I almost forgot about important things."

Aunt Li looked happy: "You prayed for the guard to cook white porridge for the prince early in the morning, saying that His Highness had a fever last night, and was so hungry early in the morning. This porridge, it has been boiled early and sent over. I heard that His Highness is served with pickles It's all eaten up."

"Good, good, good."

Mo Xiaowan mumbled three good words, and felt that the bowl of noodles seemed to have become particularly fragrant.

Not to mention eating up all the noodles, he also drank up the soup and handed the bowl back to the auntie.

Hearing the news of Xuanyuan Chen's improvement, and eating and drinking enough, Mo Xiaowan felt in a good mood.

Continue to study ink and paint freely in the firewood room.

The fourth painting is about the injured girl lying on the ground in a spacious carriage, kicked on the injured ass by the nasty villain.

The girl on the ground gasped in pain, bared her teeth in pain, and stared at her fiercely.

The emotion revealed from her brush is a little warm.

There was a hint of playfulness in the man's eyes, and the girl was like a puffy little bun, staring at him very cutely.

Maybe it's because of love for a person, how did the scene of wringing sex become so loving?
correct!

By the way, how could he drag her?
Aren't you cute and pink?
Such an invincible, cute and boundless young and beautiful girl, how could he get off her feet?
No, be sure to add a few lines next to it.

"You will be Grandpa's pet from now on, don't even think about running, be careful of your short legs."

"Fuck you uncle!"

In this way, the petty stubbornness of the woman and the evil charm of the man are immediately vivid on the paper.

Mo Xiaowan was holding the painting, Zhengzheng lost his mind for a long time.

Suddenly, in Yafengyuan, he forced her to practice calligraphy and paint, and she felt so angry that she always thought he was torturing her on purpose.

Thinking about it now, writing and drawing can make a person endure lonely time.

When your heart is peaceful, all you do is a Zen interpretation of tranquility, an understanding of tranquility.

Thinking back carefully, he had ulterior motives at that time, and he was always growing up with him, trying to make her better.

In the whole day in the firewood room, Mo Xiaowan spent the whole day painting and drawing.

In the fifth painting, at the gate of the Eight Princes' Mansion, the guard carried her into the gate of the Eight Princes' Mansion.

When Mo Xiaowan drew this scene, his heart was sour.

Bastard, how can you marry so many women?

Even if someone else stuffed it into the house, wouldn't it be annoying to have a bunch of chattering women?
Mo Xiaowan didn't realize it, it was her presence, Xuanyuanchen sent all these annoying women away.

Originally, the scene where she turned her head to look at herself was extremely warm.

In the dead of night, he looked at the painting carefully, and because of his jealousy, he added a few black spots on his face under this annoyance.

Who asked you to raise so many women in your house?
Hahaha, it's pockmarked!
(End of this chapter)