Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1568 Huh, the beard is pricking me
After leaving the palace, Mo Xiaowan was about to jump on the horse, Xuanyuanchen's face turned blue.

"You're pregnant!"

"That, hehe."

Mo Xiaowan supported the horse, turned his head guiltily, and gave a weak smirk: "I'll just sit on the horse and let the horse walk slowly while hunchbacking."

Being overwhelmed by his cold aura again, Mo Xiaowan felt very humiliated.

The movements were awkward and clumsy, trying to step on the saddle and climb onto the horse, but when he lightened up, he was hugged horizontally and moved forward.

The wind blows by the ears, and the tree shadow canyon retreats behind.

"Oh, it's reversed, the direction is reversed, over there, over there."

When she yelled like this, Xuanyuanchen was stunned for a moment, and walked in the opposite direction with his arms around him.

At the entrance of the palace halfway up the mountain, Xie Qianhan accompanied the lord Xie Wuya to stand in front of the jade terrace pavilion, watching a shadow by the lake sweep towards the Dendrobium Valley with its small Mo bowl in its arms.

"It's a matter of love, good fortune tricks people. I thought it would take some twists and turns, but I didn't expect it to progress so quickly?"

"Who said no?"

Xie Qianhan smiled peacefully: "He really won my sister's temper, last night Wan'er was trying to play tricks on him, and drove him out of the Dendrobium Garden with my hand, and let him be hugged like this today. "

Xie Wuya looked at the figure that disappeared in front of the shadows of trees on the lake shore, and stroked his long green beard.

If Mo Xiaowan knew what her father and elder brother were thinking, she would spit out a mouthful of blood. She wouldn't want to be hugged like this at all, could it be that the big wood is strong enough?

"Hey, hey, let me down, the princess's first name..."

"Does Wan'er still have a clear name?"

Xuanyuanchen hugged her, walked to a deserted canyon, bent down, and looked at her in his arms seriously: "Who said that night, I was the face raised by the Dendrobium Garden?"

"you……"

Mo Xiaowan was so blocked that he couldn't speak a word, and after holding back for a long time, he burst out: "Put me down, I have legs, I can walk by myself."

"it is good!"

Xuanyuan Chen complied and put her down very cooperatively.

He is so easy to talk to?

Mo Xiaowan froze for a moment.

"Haven't you been hugged enough?"

He hooked his lips and smiled: "If you are tired, I will be your leg!"

In the summer valley, the trees are lush, and the lakeside is full of flowers, Mo Xiaowan suddenly felt that when he smiled, his eyes were brighter than the gurgling stream in the stream.

His lips trembled and landed on his big belly.

In the end, without saying anything, he turned his head and walked into the mountain stream of the canyon.

Holding a big ball in my stomach is really inconvenient. After walking for a while, I am very tired.

Just looking at her supporting her waist, Xuanyuanchen knew that she was tired, so he hugged her up.

The sweaty breath on his body rushed towards his face, and there was also a slight fragrance of mint, which was very refreshing and pleasant to smell, when he was hugging him and moving.

Because the face was close, the hard beard still touched her smooth and tender face from time to time, causing a little pain.

She had to reach out to cover her face.

Xuanyuanchen felt her hand stretched out, brushed across her forehead, froze for a moment, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

"The beard is very prickly."

Mo Xiaowan felt a little embarrassed, deliberately looked at the high cliff in the distance, and then asked absent-mindedly, "Well, why don't you shave your beard?"

Xuanyuanchen bowed his head slightly, and laughed loudly: "You said, you have to grow a beard!"

So obedient?
As a result, Mo Xiaowan was dumbfounded, a little at a loss.

It can't be said that when I saw him for the first time, my heart beat faster, so I was surprised by his beardless appearance?

Or did he have a beard to make her feel more secure?

There was no urge to let her pounce on it and take a bite.

(End of this chapter)