Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 238 Uncle is so boring (recommendation ticket [-])

The woods and pebble path passed by behind him, crashing into Yafeng Garden, Mo Xiaowan saw at the end of the path, Xuanyuan Chen in white walking.

She ran towards him fiercely, and when she got close, she felt a little timid inexplicably, and stood still ten steps away from him.

Mo Xiaowan had a strange expression, his bright eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Xuanyuan Chen was stunned: "Little thing, who bullied you?"

"I……"

A word stuck in Mo Xiaowan's throat, thousands of words turned into one action.

That action was to extend a hand towards Xuanyuanchen.

"what?"

Such a strange little ink bowl made Xuanyuan Chen confused.

Why don't you understand the style?

Mo Xiaowan was very helpless, so he had to jump over a few steps, reaching his big hand with his outstretched little hand.

Very serious and persistent, he sent that little hand into his broad palm.

Perhaps it was because of his martial arts practice, the cool autumn air could not stop the warmth that passed into her palm.

His hands were very warm, very warm, and Mo Xiaowan closed his eyes comfortably.

What happened to the little one today?
Not angry anymore?

Xuanyuanchen raised the corners of his mouth in a happy mood: "Little thing?"

"Do not talk!"

Holding his hand, Mo Xiaowan's throat was finally relieved. She opened her mouth and swallowed two words: "Let's go!"

"Have you had breakfast?"

Xuanyuan Chen patted the back of her head with the other hand: "What's wrong? Where are you going?"

Really.

Uncle Xuanyuan is just a coquettish man, he pretended to ask her where she was going when he clearly prepared a boat for her?

Mo Xiaowan twitched his nose, and dragged him forward involuntarily: "Apart from Mo Qianlang and Yun Gu, you are my only family member in this world. Uncle Xuanyuan, let's climb high and look far together."

Xuanyuanchen's heart was touched a bit, and he let her drag him to the outside of Yafeng Garden.

His voice became very soft: "Little thing, don't you hate Mo Qianlang for treating you like that?"

"What's there to hate? When mother died, she asked me to take care of him and never leave him."

It is rare for Mo Xiaowan to put away that smirk that deserved to be beaten, and raised his head seriously: "The day I left Weiyuan Hou's mansion, I wished I could have skinned that kid, but thinking about it later, when mother died, Lang Er I'm still young, and being raised by the old hag's side, I'm bound to be blinded by my ears and eyes, and I can't tell right from wrong. Besides, staying in Weiyuan Hou's mansion is also a burden for me. Now that I have Uncle Xuanyuan as my backer, I can live a happy life..."

Xuanyuanchen pinched her nose lightly with a funny face, and looked at her sideways: "You can think about it."

"That's natural. I'm Mo Xiaowan, a weed that can live comfortably anywhere."

She shook her little head: "Happiness is also a day, and worry is also a day. I want to live happily."

Xuanyuanchen raised his eyebrows, and slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Then these days, how is Xiaowan happy?"

"Hmph! Who told you to destroy my painting?"

Mo Xiaowan thought brokenly: "I also have good intentions. Looking at the whole Xuanyuan Kingdom, who can understand your preferences? Only me, Mo Xiaowan. Not only did you not appreciate it, you even ruined the painting in anger. Uncle Xuanyuan is too boring. I think about it very much, but I have to pretend that I don't care..."

Xuanyuanchen was dizzy from her broken thoughts, his face was a little cloudy, thinking that today was her birthday, he suppressed the anger in his heart again.

Leading him into the willow forest, he saw a bunch of gorgeous women not far away, he hurriedly covered her mouth with his hand.

"Little thing, can you see the painted boat on the shore of Liulin Lake in front?"

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(End of this chapter)