Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 178 Don't Be So Sour

When she cried, Xuanyuanchen felt a mess stuffed into his mind.

Let her drink porridge, what does it have to do with her dead mother?
He was also compared with Marquis Weiyuan and the old hag, which really pissed him off.

Xuanyuanchen felt that Mo Xiaowan must have been sent by the heavens to piss him off, but the strange thing was that when other women cried, he would be dragged down and wiped out.

And when this little thing cries, his heart hurts a little, and he has nothing to do with her, he wants to wipe her tears, knowing that she will definitely hide from him.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, take a deep breath again!
The expression on Xuanyuanchen's face changed, as complicated as it could be. Thinking that she was just a child, why bother with her?

It's just like coaxing a child!
Finally, he overcame his shame, turned around slowly, and turned his back to Mo Xiaowan.

"Ok!"

Hearing this sound, Mo Xiaowan was surprised to see that Uncle Xuanyuan had turned around?

OMG, OMG!
This is simply incredible!
She can walk sideways in the capital in the future, who dares to mess with her, Mo Xiaowan, she will say that I spanked the eight evil kings, can you do it?
This one alone can scare others to death.

The more he thought about it, the more majestic he became, Mo Xiaowan smiled slyly, stretched out his little paw, and smacked Uncle Xuanyuan's buttocks three times without any politeness.

The feeling of slapping a leopard's butt, don't be too sour!

Mo Xiaowan felt that spanking Uncle Xuanyuan's ass was definitely the most elated day for her since she came to this world!
Just Jiang Zi, Xuanyuanchen, who had been beaten by the little claw, sat up with a gloomy face, holding the small ink bowl, and fed her porridge one mouthful at a time.

I don't know where he came from?

Obviously the porridge has been cold for a long time!
He also blew symbolically before feeding it into her mouth spoon by spoon.

Mo Xiaowan felt that the movement of Uncle Xuanyuan blowing the porridge was really gentle, completely different from the legendary Eight Evil Kings.

Although he had a gloomy face, his careful movements did not destroy his tenderness in the slightest.

For a bowl of porridge, Mo Xiaowan feels like a lifetime has passed, and it feels like it's only in a blink of an eye.

Just Jiang Zi, when the porridge bottomed out, I don't know if it's eating people's mouth, Mo Xiaowan lowered his head to peek at Uncle Xuanyuan, and muttered something in his mouth.

"That, that, Uncle Xuanyuan..."

"what?"

Xuanyuanchen raised his eyebrows, meaning to fart as soon as possible.

Mo Xiaowan exhausted all his strength, boldly said: "Uncle Xuanyuan, thank you!"

"It's getting late, you should rest earlier!"

Xuanyuanchen still had a cold face, and left the room without turning his head, leaving Mo Xiaowan with a depressed expression.

How rude!
Your Majesty is amazing?

The lord can just put on a stupid face all day long, as if she owes him 800 million.

Mo Xiaowan thought for a moment that she could go shopping tomorrow, and the street was filled with all kinds of snacks, waiting for her to pamper her, so she couldn't be more excited.

Be sure to recharge your batteries and get a good night's sleep.

Only when you sleep well can you eat more, and you can taste all the delicious food in the market one by one.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaowan threw his head on the pillow and closed his eyes beautifully.

However, our little bowl didn't know that Uncle Xuanyuan actually laughed when he left the house.

If she watched carefully from the side, she would find that Xuanyuan Chen can also smile comfortably, and can also smile like a spring blossom. That smile from the heart can really confuse thousands of girls, and even kill her master Xie in seconds. No emperor.

(End of this chapter)