Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

Chongshuishui and chongzhinian felt that such things were not so difficult, but Fengjiu dance agreed without thinking about it. This is really

Re Zhi Nian opened his mouth and wanted to ask what else, but he felt that he might be a little hypocritical. Xiao jiuer didn't mind so much. What did he mind doing so much?

At the thought of this, chongzhinian couldn't help smiling bitterly. Then he continued to look at Fengjiu dance, couldn't help giving Fengjiu dance a thumbs up, spoke proudly and said, "it's worthy of our family, Xiao jiu'er is free and easy enough."

When Chong shuistop heard his eldest brother say so, he wanted to laugh. His eldest brother really did. He thought he was dazzling his niece. He didn't expect his eldest brother to take such words for granted. I really admire him.

Feng Jiuwu didn't expect that chongzhinian could come to this point. She felt embarrassed and tangled. Is she so good? Just said a word. Is it necessary to exaggerate?

I really couldn't figure it out. Feng Jiuwu didn't think about it. Then he thought of something and directly changed the topic and asked, "uncle, who gives me a fortune teller? Can you tell me who he is? "

He didn't mean to hide it. He directly said, "the grandfather who died in seclusion is very good at fortune telling and has something to do with us. If you want to calculate, the ancestor is still your grandmother's uncle. You have to call him uncle Gao. Your uncle is old but strong. He hasn't done much fortune telling these years, You are also one of the three people your uncle Gao has counted in the past 20 years. "

Feng Jiuwu listened to what Zhong Zhinian said, but she didn't mean to listen. For her, she still knew something about these interpersonal relationships. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a little embarrassing at that time.

When the year ended, Feng Jiuwu nodded. She didn't directly tell them why she wanted to ask this. She didn't directly tell them about Gong Mochen and Gong Mochen. She also had some tangles in her heart and didn't know how to do well. She just wanted to wait until the time when she knew about those things, or what she wanted her to think or do now, It's really difficult.

They talked for a long time. Mo yuan couldn't help but stand up, but he was directly pulled back by his mother. Calm Yue had a headache and said, "smelly boy, you can't sit quietly for me." This smelly boy is really too difficult. During the time when Feng Jiuwu and Chong shuistop talked in the room for an hour, the smelly boy couldn't sit back and forth and stood up seven or eight times. It's true. Why didn't he find that his son still has this trait before?

Mo yuan tried to sit up after being pulled down by his mother and sat on the chair, but he was pulled to death by his mother. If he forced him to get up, he was afraid that his mother was not prepared and did not move any more. However, his tone was quite helpless and said, "mom, don't do this, I just stand up. I'm not going to do anything yet, You make me want to do nothing. "

Calm Yue stretched out her hand and patted her son's head directly. Without mercy, she made a slap sound, which made the three people present couldn't help but look at Mo yuan and calm Yue. Hua Yan'er was worried, but lengbo and Mo lianmo flashed a trace of luck and happiness in their eyes. Caring about Mo yuan was caring, but seeing Mo yuan's such a scene of oppression and oppression, They are also very happy. Who let this smelly boy always play with them? They deserve it.

"Mom, it hurts so much. You can beat me when you were a child. Don't always hit me now. If my daughter-in-law sees it, I won't be masculine." Mo yuan was very helpless. It seemed that he could really imagine that his mother beat him and was seen by his daughter-in-law. Was it a shame.

Calm Yue disliked and said, "OK, OK, if you are obedient, I can not beat you, but I was used to playing when you were a child, and I can't change it for a while. If you make me angry next time, what I do at that time is none of my business."

Mo yuan's thin lips couldn't help but smoke. He was even more helpless and said, "mom is used to playing. That's not the reason. You're always like this. Wait a minute. My daughter-in-law thinks I'm not manly and doesn't like me. What should I do?"

Calm Yue wants to refute Mo yuan's words. Ya, the smelly boy is so big that she hasn't seen any masculinity in the smelly boy. Now she still wants to deceive her. Can she really deceive her?

Calm Yue thought what she thought, but she didn't show it. If she told Mo yuan what she had just thought, the smelly boy promised to turn her face directly. He was still jealous. He was just like his father.

Mo lianmo, who is inexplicably carrying a pot, said that he was really wronged. Mo yuan is better than him. He is a good husband of twenty-four filial piety. Mo yuan is just a smelly boy with their mo family and cold family gene mutation. How can he compare with him.

"OK, OK, I'll pay attention later. You can sit down for me. Their uncles and nieces chat. What do you do for fun? They're still talking about their minds. Don't make trouble." Calm Yue doesn't know what to say about his son. He can be stupid or jealous. If his daughter-in-law stays in the same room with another man, he should be worried, but that person is her uncle. His interest is different. The smelly boy will only meddle blindly.

Mo yuan wanted to talk back to his mother, but he thought that his mother was more terrible than him. Mo yuan's heart to talk back suddenly went out. He can be said to be a little hooligan. His mother is an old hooligan. He can say anything. He still can't stand his mother. That's all.

Calm Yue saw that her son had stopped, but she didn't relax. She still knew her son's virtue. Sure enough, after ten minutes, Mo yuan couldn't sit still and vaguely wanted to stand up. If Mo yuan could see it, he would see his mother's fierce stare at him, but it wouldn't matter if Mo yuan couldn't see it, After all, he could feel his mother staring at him.

"Sit down, or I'll kill you. Believe it or not." Calm Yue has no choice but to threaten. Who let her give birth to such a smelly boy? When she was a child, she wanted a small cotton padded jacket, even if there was no girl. When she was a child, Mo yuan was also a sweet little cotton padded jacket. How could she be so different from growing up? If she was a little cotton padded jacket when she was a child, she is definitely a jack now. She has some doubts about life..