Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

Fengjiu dance walked in front, and Siqiu followed Fengjiu dance. They didn't speak, and the atmosphere was a little strange.

Finally, Siqiu took the lead in saying, "Xiao Jiu, what are you thinking?"

Feng Jiuwu looked up at the sky and whispered, "what are you thinking? Why do you always quarrel with Mo yuan? Do you still have this leisure to quarrel with others? I remember what you didn't like before? "

Siqiu pursed his thin lips and said softly, "I don't. I just think that guy Moyuan is a little boring." Besides, he always makes him unhappy, that's why he's like this.

Feng Jiuwu was stunned. Well, she also felt that Mo yuan was a little bored, but boredom also had the advantages of boredom. Now, she felt that she didn't hate Mo yuan at all, but had a strange feeling. She knew that it wasn't love, but she didn't want to explore that feeling, because she just wanted to let it go.

"Xiao Jiu, don't you think about that guy? This can't work, you obviously... "He wanted to say, you obviously belong to me, but why, why should this woman be so cruel, really cruel, so cruel that he wanted to cry.

For a long time, it was difficult for Siqiu to say again, "you clearly said you wouldn't be moved to people, you clearly said."

"Thinking of revenge, I'm not interested in anyone. You don't have to care so much. As Mo Yuan said, you don't have to care so much or care so much." Feng Jiuwu opened his mouth very quietly, but only Siqiu himself knew how hard he was going to feel and how painful he was.

"Xiao Jiu." The tone of thinking about revenge was very difficult, but then he didn't say anything. He felt uncomfortable. He wanted to cry. Now he just wanted to be quiet.

Fengjiu dance didn't know what was going on with her. Seeing the expression of Siqiu, she was still very uncomfortable. She sipped her red lips. Fengjiu dance gently said, "I'm sorry."

She doesn't know why she said these three words, but she just said it. She said it. After she said it, she became a little natural. She never knew what love is and didn't want to know what love is. Similarly, she cares about many people. It's undeniable that she cares about many people, but she doesn't dare to show it, I dare not say it.

"Xiao Jiu, you don't have to tell me these three words. Anyone can tell me these three words, except you." Siqiu spoke hard. After saying these words, he ignored Feng Jiuwu and turned away directly.

After more than ten steps, he stumbled up. He was so tired. So tired. I'm really tired. He doesn't know what he's doing, what he's doing for, what he's doing, is it really worth it? Done so much, so much

The eyes are red, the heart is tired, and the pain is over. The scar is still there. The road of life is long, but it still exists. For a hundred years, two hundred years, and the road to truth is also long, so he doesn't know how to go.

Feng Jiuwu also stood in place and looked at the back of Siqiu. Her heart was a little complicated. She didn't know what was going on with herself. Her heart was very complicated and unprecedented.

He whispered, "I'm sorry." She never apologized to a few humanitarians. Just this time, there was another time.

Take a deep breath, Feng Jiuwu said again, "sorry, I don't know what's going on, but I'm still sorry."

Siqiu returned to the tent and saw someone greet him. Ignoring the people who greeted him, he went directly into his tent.

Thunder scratched his head and looked at Siqiu's back with some doubts. He said to aiyao, who had just said hello to Siqiu, "what's the matter with your master?"

Aiyao's face was also very bad at this time, but he guessed that it was absolutely related to the woman. With his understanding of his master, he was absolutely related to the woman.

He stood up, looked at the thunder coldly, and said coldly, "it's none of your business." Then he turned and left.

Thunder scratched his head again and wanted to ask someone, but he didn't know who to ask. After thinking about it, he still didn't want to ask Su Yao next to him. Su Yao was his old enemy. He didn't quarrel with him all day. He felt uncomfortable.

The thunder snorted coldly, turned and left the place, leaving a su Yao who was still confused.

Su Yao raised his hand and touched his head. He wanted to ask, didn't he do anything? But before he asked, his hand was scalded and looked at the fish soup in the stone pot. Don't mention how much he was oppressed. Because there are so many people here, one or two won't help him?

The second one who came back was Feng Jiuwu. Feng Jiuwu stood in front of Su Yao and said in a low voice, "let me help you."

Su Yao quickly shook his head, "no, No." Seeing that Feng Jiuwu finally didn't want to help him, Su Yao was relieved and scared him to death. If Feng Jiuwu came to help him, he didn't dare to think whether his boss would kill him directly after seeing it.

Feng Jiuwu looked around and found no trace of hatred. She sat down not far from Su Yao, so that Su Yao almost didn't shout.

"Well, what, sister-in-law, it's dirty here. Go and sit there."

Feng Jiuwu looked at the place where Su Yao pointed. It was indeed padded. Although she was a princess in her previous life, she didn't bring so many things to a place like these. How did they bring these to her? She didn't think that these things were brought by Moyuan's space magic weapon, because she hadn't seen that guy take anything out of space yesterday.

Feng Jiuwu shook his head at Su Yao and said softly, "no, I'll just sit here."

Su Yao felt as if many cats had caught him. He was very itchy and didn't know how to speak. In the face of his indifferent sister-in-law, he didn't mention how nervous he was. He wasn't afraid of a teacher when he was studying, but now he was so afraid of this woman.

"Sister-in-law, didn't the boss come to you just now?" Su Yao did not dare to watch Feng Jiu dance, but bowed his head and played with the fish soup and asked in a low voice.

Feng Jiuwu recovered from her thoughts, looked at Su Yao, then slightly lowered his eyelids and said in a low voice, "he's behind his uncle. He should be back soon."

Su Yao swallowed his saliva. He always thought that Fengjiu dance was a topic terminator. In this way, he didn't know what to say next...