Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

Mo yuan looked at the two people who loved each other, one big and one small. His thin lips smoked. Ignoring the two people, he went directly into the villa and left a sentence: "come in, don't be a door god outside."

Shen Shuhan was the first to follow Mo yuan into the villa. What followed Shen Shuhan was the atmosphere. Su Yao and an an were very strange since they came here.

Finally, they were one big and one small who didn't like each other. They snorted coldly. Even though there was a distance in height, they stared at me with a funny momentum.

After the eye fight, they both stepped into the villa together. Mo yuan's face was very bad. Except for the careless thunder, everyone else noticed it.

Shuhan is inquisitive. He wants to see where his goddess is, but he looks around. Shuhan smokes at the corner of his mouth. He wants to ask the boss, has your family been robbed? Seeing Mo yuan's expression, he was a little flustered and didn't ask, but there was a man who wanted to hit the muzzle of the gun.

Thunder saw everything in the hall and opened his eyes. His eyes were as big as copper bell. "Boss, did you recruit robbery here?"

As like as two peas shook his head, he almost laughed, but he was still so stupid as he had just wanted to say.

Mo yuan's eyes stared. The thunder felt cool and shrunk his neck. The thunder saw his stare at him, "old, boss, what are you doing?"

Mo yuan snorted coldly, stared at the confused guy and motioned the people to sit down quickly. Just when the thunder was about to sit down, Mo Yuan said coldly, "pour water."

Thunder looked bitter gourd, "boss, don't you?"

The others took a smoke from the corners of their mouths and let the thunder go crazy. He had to break those cups. The thunder felt the glare in the eyes of his boss, took a smoke from the corners of his mouth and poured water like his life.

Yan carefully approached Mo yuan and whispered in Mo yuan's ear, "boss, you are not afraid of thunder to break all the cups in your kitchen."

Mo yuan's thin lips closed tightly. He seemed to have forgotten about it. Sure enough, the next second there was a crackling sound in the kitchen. They helped him. Mo yuan regretted letting the big man in. I'm afraid there are only some things left in his kitchen that people can't move at all.

Yan looked at the helpless boss, and felt that the boss was very poor. I'm afraid there was a big war here before they came. This was destroyed, ha ha..

For a moment, a silent needle in the Hall fell to the ground and could be heard. Mo yuanbrush suddenly stood up, didn't go to the kitchen, walked upstairs and left a sentence "I'll pack up my things."

Then he pedaled upstairs, and the direction was not his third floor, but the second floor, leaving a group of people looking at each other. Shuhan looked at the two silent men and women and sighed in his heart. It seems that the two people are determined to make trouble. He hopes that the two people can think clearly and quarrel with each other, But if the noise is too much, it will affect their feelings.

On the other hand, Siqiu, who returned to the villa, was looking at the crystal like crystal in his hand. He felt a little uncomfortable. Aiyao looked at it and felt a little uncomfortable. Even if the woman didn't show anything today, he saw the obvious way of favoring the man.

After opening his mouth, aiyao wanted to comfort the master, but he thought about it or gave it up. When the master is generally in a bad mood, he just wants to sit quietly and think. It's better for him not to disturb the master. Aiyao thought so and quietly retreated, but his eyes darkened when he retreated. He doesn't care who the man is sacred and dares to block his master's way, That man should die..

Siqiu knew that aiyao had retired and didn't let aiyao stay. His gorgeous thin lips were tightly pursed, and his body exuded a cold breath. That breath was absolutely equal to that of Fengjiu dance.

Thin Mosuo held the crystal stone in his hand. Siqiu's eyes moved. There was always a faint look of Fengjiu dance in his mind. Siqiu knew Fengjiu dance for a long time, even longer than Shang Mina. He didn't know Fengjiu dance 100%, but 80% also knew it. In the past, Fengjiu dance always looked light without any fluctuation, But there was a sense of helplessness in the man's eyes.

He sighed heavily in his heart. Siqiu thought of his master's evaluation of Fengjiu dance. He was a little flustered. He sat in place for a long time. Siqiu didn't give himself the accurate answer in his heart. It was like being trapped. The whole person was dying and couldn't get up at all.

As soon as Mo yuan arrived in his daughter-in-law's bedroom, the whole person was a little lazy. He threw himself on the bed, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at the woman who clattered the keyboard. In his heart, there was only room for this woman.

Feng Jiuwu frowned slightly and stared at the computer screen closely, but she almost burst into foul language in her heart. Whether this man is finished or not, he always bothers her, so he can't have a little time for her to slow down.

"Daughter-in-law, I find you more and more beautiful. You look much better than before. It fascinates me more and more. I wish I could hold you in my arms and not separate from you." Mo yuan's sweet words kept jumping out of his mouth. His eyes were affectionate, as if he would be sad to show her if Feng Jiuwu suspected him.

Feng Jiuwu's hand on the keyboard paused slowly, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Is this man finished or not? With so many words, why don't he become a salesman? I'm afraid he can live,

"Daughter in law, do you know? I miss you all the time and want to have a baby with you. Alas, daughter-in-law, do you think I'm sick? Otherwise, daughter-in-law, show me. I feel I'm sick. " Mo yuan silently gave birth to a big hand as white as jade, with big peach eyes, hoping that Feng Jiuwu could show him.

Feng Jiuwu took a smoke from the corner of her mouth. The man was really sick and neuropathy. She could not cure this disease. It would be better to let someone who specializes in it cure it.

Mo yuan didn't hear Feng Jiuwu speak for a long time. He covered his chest and looked sad. "Daughter-in-law, don't you love me? My chest hurts. "

Feng Jiuwu frowned and said coldly, "there are pills in your space ring, which are specially used to treat internal injuries."

Mo yuan choked in his heart, but it just affected the chest that had just fought with Siqiu, and secretly took a breath, "hiss."