Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 154 Come on, let's take a bite (reward plus more)

angry?

Why get angry?

Thinking of the little boy licking the handkerchief as a marshmallow when he was dreaming, he only found it amusing, so he couldn't laugh out loud.

Now, this wet handkerchief is still held in the palm of his hand.

Xuanyuanchen didn't know what she meant by being angry?
So he looked at her quietly, didn't speak, and waited for her to say something.

Seeing him staring at him like that, Mo Xiaowan decided that he was really angry.

"Uncle Xuanyuan, what did you say a few days ago?"

Ah!
Xuanyuan Chen was at a loss, he had said so many words, how could he know which sentence this little thing was referring to?
Seeing that he didn't respond, Mo Xiaowan was extremely wronged.

"It's what you said. From today onwards, you are the lady of the Eight Princes' Mansion. Remember to be domineering and arrogant, and don't embarrass this king. Whoever pulls a hair on you, you pluck her black hair; whoever touches your fingernail , you chop off a pair of her fleshy palms."

Mo Xiaowan stretched out his small paw and scratched his arm anxiously: "Uncle Xuanyuan, do you regret what you said? Those gossips must have complained to you, right?"

"Yes, I pushed the person down the lotus pond."

Once Mo Xiaowan started chatting, he continued to chatter: "The last time I fell into the mud, it was Qiu Shuang who was next to Aunt Sun who pushed me, and those gossips were still gloating and laughing."

"I will keep your words firmly in mind. Be arrogant and domineering. They designed to push me into the mud. I should have directly skinned them."

Mo Xiaowan pouted aggrievedly, and sighed: "Oh, I'm too kind, I'm not cruel enough, not arrogant enough..."

"Little thing, this king is indeed angry!"

The evening wind messed up her temple hair, Xuanyuan Chen couldn't help brushing the messy hair behind her ear, and said softly, "Did you hurt your hand?"

"what!"

Mo Xiaowan's heart is as messy as her fluttering hair.

What is he saying?
Why is the painting style wrong?

The corners of Xuanyuanchen's mouth slightly curled up, and with a meaningful smile, he asked: "Little thing, if you push someone, will it hurt your hand?"

Mo Xiaowan heard clearly this time and was dumbfounded.

Instead of blaming her for pushing his women into the mud, he asked her, did you hurt your hand?

Mo Xiaowan's three views are completely ruined. I feel that Uncle Xuanyuan is not sick, right?
Yes, it must be seriously ill.

She stretched out her little paw, and carefully covered his forehead: "Uncle Xuanyuan, you are sick, you don't have a fever!"

Does this little thing have a heart?

For the first time, he thought about pampering and protecting someone, but she didn't feel it at all. Instead, she thought that she was insane and said something wrong because she was insane.

Xuanyuanchen was very depressed, and he brushed away her little paw angrily.

The voice was cold and icy: "Next time, let Feng Yi Feng Er do it, your claws don't have much flesh..."

Mo Xiaowan now believed that Uncle Xuanyuan was really fine, and opened his mouth so startled that he could stuff an egg.

She was stunned for a long time, and suddenly she was very moved. She was not mistaken, Uncle Xuanyuan meant to be her backer and let her be arrogant and domineering.

In a moment of excitement, she suddenly jumped up and jumped on him, hugged his neck, and slapped him hard on the face.

"Uncle Xuanyuan, I love you to death!"

"Uncle Xuanyuan, today is the wind and the wind and the second attack, so I can counterattack gorgeously. You don't know how majestic I am today, hahaha!"

Xuanyuanchen was stunned by her wild kiss!
I don't know why, but he didn't dislike her intimacy, instead, he felt a sweet secret joy in his heart.

　Thank you for this chapter, Xiaochiyu, Nannan innocent Niuniu, and the button bag for the reward, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)