Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 217 Selling to Mo Xiaowan as Husband

Mo Xiaowan closed his eyes, and Xuanyuanchen, who was clearly drunk, sat up, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he looked at the sleeping Mo Xiaowan with interest with a smile on his face.

When Mo Xiaowan fell asleep, he still thought about grabbing his hand and making fingerprints, so even when he fell asleep, he held his hand tightly.

Xuanyuanchen stretched out his other hand, rubbed her soft hair, and whispered fondly.

"Little thing, so cute and silly!"

The hand slid and slid along the back of Mo Xiaowan's head, all the way to her neck and onto her back, and quickly touched her sleeping point.

"Go to sleep, you are tired from tonight!"

He got out of bed, carried the sleeping Mo Xiaowan to the bed, and then took out the box of mud prints from her wide sleeve, followed by a simple contract.

"Xuanyuanchen voluntarily sold himself to Mo Xiaowan as a slave. He was born as Mo Xiaowan's man and died as Mo Xiaowan's ghost. Let this be a proof and you must not go back on your word..."

The Eighth Prince finished reading the deed word by word, and laughed out loud with a clear heart.

"Little thing, you are so naive..."

After a pause, he smiled to see her eyes become soft, and added two words after the sentence of innocence.

"cute!"

Uncle Lu flashed in at this time, Xuanyuanchen handed him the contract of sale in his hand, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

"have a look!"

Uncle Lu held it in his hand and burst into laughter.

"This child is complaining that the master pressed her fingerprints while she was asleep last time. Is this an eye for an eye? The old slave said that she has been so well-behaved during this time..."

Xuanyuanchen couldn't help but laugh: "Did you think she changed her temper for a while?"

"The old slave is wrong!"

Uncle Lu came up with an idea: "This contract seems to have been written for her by Xie Wudi, the prince just ruined it."

"No, if one is destroyed, there will be a second one. This little thing is very stubborn, how can he let it go?"

Xuanyuan Chen glanced at Mo Xiaowan with an evil smile: "Since that's the case, I might as well follow her wishes."

Uncle Lu was surprised: "My lord..."

"No hurries?"

Xuanyuanchen dug out a bottle of potion from the medicine chest in the drawer, and daubed it on the word slave in the contract of sale. After a while, the part where the word slave was written before became blank.

He hooked his hand at the stunned Uncle Lu: "Pen!"

Uncle Lu was confused, but he still took the inkstone and Langhao brush from a hidden compartment, polished the ink himself, and handed the brush to Xuanyuanchen after it was stained with ink.

There was a playful smile in Xuanyuanchen's eyes, and he filled in a word in the blank space.

"husband!"

Uncle Lu's mouth almost fell out of shock: "My lord, my lord..."

"Besides my debt to my mentor Feng Taishi, I want to protect my senior sister and little things, and I also feel that she is very interesting, so stay by my side to relieve boredom."

With Uncle Lu's shocked expression on his face, Xuanyuanchen folded the deed of prostitution without much explanation, and stuffed it together with the box of ink pads into Mo Xiaowan's wide sleeve.

Uncle Lu was even more puzzled: "Master, why didn't you press the mud print?"

"If this king presses it, it will be difficult for the strong, and it is too easy for the little thing to get his way."

Xuanyuanchen turned around and looked at Uncle Lu, then remembered the important matter he was about to report, raised his eyebrows lightly: "How is Hehu Xiaozhu?"

"Being disturbed by Xiao Wan, this old slave almost forgot about the business."

Uncle Lu hurriedly reported the matter of Hehu Xiaozhu.

"Master, the red leader led the guards to send Xie Wudi back to Hehu Xiaozhu, and he disappeared before entering the bedroom!"

"Sure enough, it's not what I expected!"

He hooked his lips and smiled evilly: "It's a pity for those dancers!"

"He's alert."

Uncle Lu analyzed: "It can be seen that his martial arts are unfathomable, master, how will this matter be arranged next?"

"When the dancer is sent out of the house, he will show up."

Xuanyuanchen sneered: "Skillful skills, natural calligraphy, romantic characters, reminds me of Ouyang Guo alone..."

(Girls who can’t wait for the update, you can go to read the ending article "Phoenix Thieves: The Male God Packs and Takes Away" first.

On the wedding night, she angrily broke into the bridal chamber of the scumbag and Xiao Sansan, grabbed a chicken leg on the table, and watched the live broadcast while gnawing: "Hey, what are you doing in a daze? A spring night is worth a thousand dollars, continue! I'll just treat it like air."

The prince was angry: "Feng Ranqing, what trick do you want to play?"

"The Lun family, I'm just here to eat chicken legs! If you're full, let's take a divorce by the way!...")
(End of this chapter)