Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

Other people quickly knelt down in front of Feng Zun and Feng Lord, and their expressions were a little frightened, but they didn't like and pay no attention to Feng Zun and Feng Lord, but they didn't dare to show it in front of Feng Zun. Feng Jiuwu knew their thoughts as soon as she saw here. Now the most important thing is where it is, Mo yuan, and how could Mo yuan have such a nightmare? This nightmare is really strange, but she can't tell.

Feng Jiuwu looked around and looked puzzled. Mo Yuanren, where have you been? There's something wrong. If this is mo yuan's nightmare, Mo yuan should be here. If she can see this place, it proves that this is mo yuan's nightmare. There's something wrong. Feng Jiuwu takes a deep breath to straighten out the confused thoughts in her mind and see what the specific reason is. There's something wrong, She even wondered if she had made a mistake. In fact, it was not Mo yuan's nightmare

But when I thought of this, Feng Jiuwu couldn't help laughing. I thought the idea was funny, but I knew that there were a lot of things in the world that should be guessed. Maybe you guessed. What you thought in your mind is not necessarily the truth.

Feng Jiuwu put her eyes on several people over there again. She saw a cold flash in Feng Zun's eyes. Then she said coldly, "all go to the dark Pavilion. Don't appear in front of me in the future."

The drooping eyes of the kneeling people couldn't help staring. Their eyes were full of fear, and their bodies trembled slightly. They really didn't dare to provoke the woman in front of them. They didn't say anything, but answered in unison, "yes, fengzun."

After saying that, several people retreated. Their expression was numb. Feng Jiuwu could guess why these people were like that. If it was her, she couldn't tolerate such people around her. After all, she took care of her affairs and couldn't allow others to interrupt. In addition, although others didn't say anything, the woman named ling'er said something wrong, There is only one reason why other people kneel down, that is, they want to plead with the woman named ling'er. She is not very clear whether these people's expression is decadent because of the woman's previous sentence or the latter sentence. The dark Pavilion should be the place to punish people rather than appear in front of the Buddha. That is, these people can't follow her in the future, but Feng Jiuwu prefers the latter, The movements of these people are experts. Yes, there should not be many things that can make them afraid of punishment.

The man who was very much like Mo yuan stared at the woman named Feng Zun with a confused face. Some didn't know what was going on, but after a while, he carefully hugged the woman's waist and said in a coquettish tone, "madam, there's no one. Can I hold you?"

The woman pursed her red lips and wanted to look at the white man, but she knew that this guy would shout again when he saw her expression. There was no action, but she was helpless to say, "aren't you holding it now?"

"Madam, it's different. You can't hold her until she agrees, otherwise she won't like me..." the man opened his mouth with an ignorant face. This expression finally made Feng Jiuwu feel something wrong. Normal people can't have this expression, like a child's expression. This, something's wrong. This man should have some intellectual problems, like this, It's no different from a child.

The woman twisted her eyebrows directly, her voice sank and opened her mouth, "who told you this?"

The man was startled by the woman's voice, and then whispered, "no one told me, madam, don't be angry, no one told me." The man's expression is a little afraid, but he is not afraid of the woman in front of him. He should be afraid of the woman in front of him. He knows who said this.

The woman took a deep breath, but she was still not angry. She just looked at the man quietly, said several people's names directly, and observed the man's facial expression "Qingxi? Chishui? Chen Qingyu? "

When it comes to the third name, the man's facial expression is slightly nervous. Even the Phoenix nine dance in the distance can see it. After thinking of something, the woman took a breath gently, and then didn't say anything else. She just reached out and rubbed the man's face, with a faint tone, "Mo yuan, I told you before that you don't have to listen to others here, You are the male host here, and you don't have to be afraid of me getting angry. My bottom line is generally very low. As long as you protect yourself and the sky falls, I will support you. There is no next time. If you still do this next time, I won't make something for you to eat. "

When a man heard this from a woman, he couldn't help staring. Like what a woman said, it was the most disturbing thing for him. The man stretched out his hand and hugged the woman again. His voice was a little panic and said, "madam, I'm not like that anymore. Don't be angry. Don't be angry. I won't be like that in the future. Really, I promise."

"Then tell me, what will you do in the future?" There was no change in the woman's expression, which made the man more worried. He was silent, and then carefully opened his mouth, "do whatever you want, as long as it doesn't hurt me. The sky fell, and a woman supported me..."

The man clearly repeated what the woman had just said, which made the woman laugh and helpless. However, his expression still remained unchanged. He stared at the man, which made the string in the man's brain tighter and tighter, almost didn't break directly, and there was some panic in his eyes. For a man, if the woman didn't make him food, it meant not to him, The lady doesn't want him, doesn't want him. These six words linger in the center of his brain. He only knows what these six words mean. If the lady doesn't want him, he'd rather not live. He's really tired and tired alone.

The man's face couldn't be whitewashed, which also let the woman know that this guy thought too much again. Finally, the woman couldn't bear it. She reached out and rubbed the man's temple directly. The tone was helpless and said, "Mo yuan, what should I do with you..."

The man pulled his thin lips, his smile was full of caution, and his face was pale. However, he still endured what the woman just asked, "don't listen to others, learn to distinguish things in the future. If you want to hold your mother, you don't need her consent, but when there are many people..."

The man said several things in a row, which made the woman's face not as ugly as before, but the man was a little scared. He was afraid that he would return to his former appearance the next second.

The woman finally softened her heart, reached out and rubbed the man's screwed eyebrows. Her tone was helpless and said, "I'm not angry. You don't have to think too much."