Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

Feng Jiuwu lowered her eyelids and glanced at the guy who always took her food. His eyes were full of warnings. Is this guy enough? He always takes her food. Isn't there a lot in front of him? Why take the food in front of her?

Mo yuan smiled at Feng Jiuwu and said, "daughter-in-law, please eat quickly. After eating, I'll take you out for a walk."

Feng Jiuwu took a smoke from the corner of her mouth. Who wants to go out with this guy? He's affectionate enough. He turned his head and didn't look at the shameless man. When he turned back and stretched out his hand, there was only a small bowl in front of her. There were some congee that had been eaten almost, and the other plates were empty.

Feng Jiuwu's face darkened instantly. He looked at the man who still wanted to eat. He shook his hand and wanted to punch him very much.

Take a deep breath, Feng Jiuwu directly stood up and faced Siqiu, "put out your hand."

Originally, this tone was a little cold, but the two men present seemed to be used to Fengjiu dance talking in this tone. Siqiu silently stretched out his hand and smiled at Mo yuan.

Mo yuan's face was black and he almost wanted to say rude words, "daughter-in-law." Mo yuan opened his mouth and said two words. He was stared at by Feng Jiuwu. He immediately shut up and didn't speak.

When Feng Jiuwu's hand was about to touch the pulse of Siqiu, Mo yuan's thin lips closed tightly and stared at the eyes of Siqiu's arm, as if he were going to eat that arm.

When Mo yuan's cell phone rang one centimeter away from his hand, Mo yuan heard the sound. He was happy at first, and then he was a little upset. Sure enough, the next second, Feng Jiuwu's eyes stared at him. Feng Jiuwu frowned slightly and motioned Mo yuan to answer the phone outside. Mo yuan was very reluctant, very reluctant, so he didn't go away. Her daughter-in-law was alone with the man, And it's so close that he doesn't look at it well.

But the mobile phone rang for too long. Mo yuan didn't want to answer it. He sent it again. It was an endless posture, "go out and pick it up."

Feng Jiuwu took back her hand and stared at Mo yuan with a warning in her eyes. Mo yuan raised his hand and touched his nose. The whole person was not well. After thinking about it, she still went out. Feng Jiuwu took a deep breath and showed his meaning. Qiu stretched out his hand and smiled faintly. "Mr. Mo is very cute, so sticky to you."

Feng Jiuwu's red lips closed tightly and looked unhappy. "Do you think he's cute?" Siqiu was stunned. He didn't expect to answer him like this. He was a little confused and nodded directly.

Feng Jiuwu took a smoke from the corner of her mouth, "well, he's cute, he's cute."

Siqiu's lips sipped. How could he hear his helplessness in Fengjiu dance? Is it an illusion? Before thinking about revenge, Feng Jiuwu loosened her hand to help him feel his pulse, and her eyebrows coagulated slightly. Feng Jiuwu was a little restless, "why haven't you recovered half of your previous accomplishments?"

Siqiu took a smoke from the corner of his mouth and said in a helpless tone, "Jiuwu, do you think my seal is easy to break?"

Feng Jiuwu nodded without thinking. His eyes were full of disgust. Thinking of revenge, he felt that he had been severely hit by 10000 points in his heart. "This seal was nothing, but it should be rare for your current cultivation."

Feng Jiuwu raised her hand and said goodbye to her hair. A smile flashed in her eyes. "But your cultivation is definitely not bad in this world. Practice well. If you can, I hope you can recover all your previous cultivation."

Siqiu's eyelashes moved, looked at the little hand that had been taken back, itched in his heart, lowered his eyelids, and faintly replied, "well."

"After I left, there was no trace of your master and my master?" Siqiu knew that Feng Jiuwu would sometimes ask about it. He didn't expect to ask so quickly, which caught him off guard.

"No" Siqiu opened his mouth again and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Ghost doctor was definitely a pain that Feng Jiuwu couldn't touch. If it wasn't at that time

Siqiu thought of the cold bloodthirsty old man, but he always looked like an old urchin in front of Feng Jiuwu. He sighed, "nine dances." Siqiu just reached out to hold Feng Jiuwu's hands on the table. Before reaching half, a loud drink rang in the hall.

"Son of a bitch, what are you doing?"

Feng Jiuwu was taken back by this roar, and her willow eyebrows were slightly raised. Looking at the man running over, she couldn't figure out what the man was doing. Thinking of revenge was to tightly close her magnificent lips and stare at the man running over quickly. She wanted to beat the man again, but because of his image in Feng Jiuwu's heart, he couldn't bear it.

Mo yuan pulled up Feng Jiuwu and directly pulled people behind him. His expression was the same as that Siqiu robbed his beloved baby. He especially protected the calf, "you go out." Mo Yuan pointed his long finger at the gate. Regardless of whether he would be so angry that Feng Jiuwu was afraid, he didn't want to take care of anything. He just wanted to drive the man out of his house.

Damn it, did he just see this man trying to touch his daughter-in-law? Who dares to touch his daughter-in-law except him? He killed them all.

Mo yuan's eyes turned red at the thought of this. Like a male lion who couldn't vent his anger, he wanted to throw the people he hated on the floor and bite them hard, killing all the people who moved his daughter-in-law.

Feng Jiuwu's eyebrows coagulated slightly. She felt the violent factor emitted by Mo yuan. Everyone was about to pounce on Siqiu, and the corners of her mouth pulled hard. This man.

Siqiu raised his hand and wanted to shoot Mo yuan's hand. He hated it when someone spoke to him with that kind of words and tone. However, if the person was Fengjiu dance, he didn't think it was annoying there, but enjoyed it very much.

Mo yuan grabbed Siqiu's hand and held it tightly. If his daughter-in-law was here, Mo yuan could not guarantee that he would beat the man up.

"Let go." Siqiu is also a person with a temper. He doesn't like others to touch him. He has a habit of cleanliness.

"You go out. You are not welcome in my family." Mo Yuan pointed to the door with his other hand. With his other hand across the table, he grabbed his revenge wrist and wanted to drag people out.

Siqiu smiled coldly and directly used his spiritual power. He originally wanted to shock the man away. Unexpectedly, Mo yuan was more violent than him. He directly shook his fist and hit Siqiu's face. Ya, the shameless man thought he really wanted to endure the man's bad temper. The more he endured, the more he was oppressed.

Feng Jiuwu frowned fiercely and looked at the two men who hit the entrance of the hall directly. She was very upset..