"Ah, yes, I suddenly remembered something!" Her cry startled Jun Wuye, who was about to steal incense, and she smacked her mouth with dissatisfaction.

"What's up?" He frowned. What is more important than their exchange of feelings?

"Actually, I want something from you."

Ouyang ziyue smiled sweeter than the flowers, which made Jun Wuxie's heart surge again, but she could only calm down and wait for her.

"Because I was captured by the nether Palace last time, I've been thinking recently. If I have a weapon in my hand, can I protect myself?"

"Well, that's right."

It's a good move to follow the instructions. Ouyang ziyue was very happy.

"Can the people in the Arsenal make me a weapon?" Her quiet and moving eyes are clear to the bottom, with a few stages.

The pitiful look in your eyes made Jun Wuxie's heart soft.

Ouyang ziyue knew that the great work was about to be completed and secretly made a victory gesture in her heart.

"There's no need to be a weapon. I have a Longquan sword here. It's priceless. It cuts iron like mud."

"No! No! " Ouyang ziyue waved again and again, "I want a weapon that makes me happy, so I draw a good picture and the master of the Arsenal can do it."

Ouyang ziyue turned down from his arms, went to the desk, picked up the brush, drew a decent picture for a while, and then handed it to Jun Wuxie.

This is her most proud weapon - snake shinko. She can draw it even with her eyes closed!

Jun Wuye looked at the strangely shaped weapon on the paper in surprise.

It was the first time he had seen such a weapon.

The shape is somewhat like a whip, but the stability seems to be better than a whip and can shrink more freely.

The following notes say that the juices of several plants and animals are all highly toxic. One alone is enough to make people see hell. If they are added together, their power must be unstoppable.

"Do you really want this?"

Ouyang ziyue nodded heavily.

"Well, I'll send someone to do it for you. It's estimated that it can be done in a few days."

Hearing this, Ouyang ziyue jumped up with excitement and reprinted a kiss on Jun Wuxie's smooth and delicate face. The speed was so fast that she didn't even expect it.

"Yue'er, you are especially enthusiastic today." Jun Wuxie's eyes changed slightly, and her breath was also hurried.

His Yue son, he has been thinking for a long time.

Sleep in the same bed every night, but always restrain yourself. God knows how much endurance it takes!

Hearing Jun Wuxie's words, Ouyang ziyue realized his gaffe and his ears were red.

"Wang Ye, Prime Minister Wei and Li Shilang came to congratulate Wang Ye on his birthday." A slightly low voice sounded outside the door.

Jun Wuxie frowned slightly and said with some unhappiness, "I say that the king is not well today and should not see guests."

"Yes! Lord! "

Yes? Today is also his birthday? Is he on the same day as Qingxuan?

Ouyang ziyue stared at him, isn't it too coincidental?

"Today is your birthday“ Ouyang ziyue stared at him for a moment.

"Yes." He didn't know when he was behind her and hugged her soft waist. "So what gift do you want to give me?"

Soft and hearty teasing swept her neck like the wind.

At the same time, two warm and moist things gently covered her earlobes and gently sucked.

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