Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

Feng Jiuwu looked at the man who came into the room with her. Her head suddenly felt that it was not enough. How could she forget someone.

Since she is her nominal husband, how can she not have a room with her.

Mo yuan jumped on the bed directly over Feng Jiuwu. He was tired to death. He drank a lot of wine, but his drinking capacity was not generally good.

Feng Jiuwu goes to the bathroom. A dark shadow quickly crosses Feng Jiuwu. "Feng Jiuwu, I'll take a bath first."

As soon as the voice fell, Feng Jiuwu heard the sound of the door being closed vigorously. Looking at the door, Feng Jiuwu was stunned. Then he went to the window and looked at some flowers and plants outside. It was very beautiful.

Looking at the strange bracelet on the white slender wrist, the plain eyes moved, and the eyes were very complex

Consciousness comes to a foggy place when the fog dissipates. It's still there. This is a space, that is, the space of a square on the bracelet.

The place is not very big or small. It is about three or four football fields. It is full of things from her previous life.

The seven small objects have different magical effects, such as this space and

Feng Jiuwu was still thinking, and the door was pushed open. Feng Jiuwu looked at the man with a white towel around him, revealing the perfect eight abdominal muscles, and twisted his eyebrows.

Mo yuan would have vomited blood if he knew the new name of Fengjiu dance.

Mo yuan didn't notice his little wife's expression, so he went to the wardrobe to get his clothes. "Go wash first, and we'll have dinner later..."

As soon as the voice fell, Mo yuan heard the sound of the door being closed. What's the matter? Mo yuan looked at the closed door in a daze, and his eyes flashed helplessly.

Feng Jiuwu looked around the washroom. Although it was roughly similar to her, it was still different. For example, the water thing.

Feng Jiuwu looked at something that could eject water. Her eyes were no longer flat and light, with some curiosity and ignorance, just like a child full of curiosity towards the world.

When the water was enough, Feng Jiuwu took off her clothes and slowly sat in the bathtub, drowning her flawless body.

When Feng Jiu danced out, Mo yuan, who was sitting in a chair playing with the computer, raised his eyebrows, "Why are you still wearing this dress?"

"There are no clothes inside," Feng Jiu said softly.

Mo Yuan directly ignored the tone of Feng Jiu dance. "Isn't there a bath towel in it?"

Feng Jiuwu also saw a white thing in it. She didn't know what the bath towel in his mouth was. She directly ignored the man with joking eyes and opened the wardrobe like Mo yuan,

Looking at those strange clothes inside, she was really dissatisfied. There was a casual suit that could barely be worn before, but what is it now?

Most of them are white skirts, not even one similar to that casual dress.

"Do you have the dress I'm wearing today?"

Mo yuan's hand on the keyboard paused. He bought the dress. Looking around, Mo Yuan pointed to the direction on the sofa. "Here, it should be there."

Feng Jiuwu went to the sofa and picked up a pink bag. There was a suit of clothes in it.

Lifting his legs into the bathroom, Mo yuan reluctantly shook his head and continued to play with his computer.

After a few minutes, the door was opened again. Mo yuan looked at the man wearing a lavender loose coat and loose trousers of the same color. The whole man couldn't get back to his mind.

He knew that the woman in front of him looked good, but he didn't expect her to wear Lavender clothes, which added an indescribable and unidentified beauty to her appearance.

Just like a noble princess with outstanding temperament.

Feng Jiuwu glanced faintly. Mo yuan quickly returned to his mind. Damn it, what's the matter with him. Mo yuan secretly scolded himself.

Buckle, "young master, young lady, it's dinner. Old man, they're all in the dining room."

Mo yuan turned off the computer and looked at the little woman in front of him who didn't wait for him to go. He didn't know how to speak. Could amnesia change a person so much?

He didn't doubt it, but all the facts made him veto that the woman in front of him was not fengjiuwu, but the fact was that she was fengjiuwu, his little wife.

"Come on, I've been waiting for you for most of the day. The cauliflower is getting cold." Calm Yue smiled and joked about Mo yuan and Feng Jiu dance.

Heavy water stopped sitting on the mahogany chair. He glanced at Mo yuan discontentedly and looked at the Phoenix nine dance next to Mo yuan. After that, his eyes were as gentle as water. "Little dance, sit here."

He patted the chair next to him. Mo yuan took a look. There was only one chair next to him, and he clearly wouldn't let him sit.

Calm Yue smiled. "Ah yuan, sit here," calm Yue pointed to another chair next to her.

After Feng Jiuwu and Mo Yuanluo sat down, everyone arrived. Master Mo said, "dinner."

Then they began to eat what was in front of them. Gradually, their eyes turned in one direction from time to time.

Although their movements are very elegant and appropriate, they are not as beautiful as girls

Looking at the elegant and decent movements of the girl, it seems to exude the smell of nobility, and her every move is like excellent. So eye-catching, it seems that you can eat when you look at her.

Mo yuan didn't feel strange. After all, Feng Jiuwu had eaten in front of him once. He had long been immune, but his heart trembled when he looked at the girl with burning brilliance.

When everyone finished eating and sat on the sofa, Mo took the lead in saying, "ah yuan, you don't have to go to work these days. Let your father go and accompany the dancing girl at home."

"OK, Dad," Mo lianmo said gently, calmly and happily nodding his head with a smile.

Mo yuan hesitated, but when he saw grandpa's irrefutable eyes, he swallowed what he wanted to say, "yes, Grandpa."

"Dance girl, let the smelly boy play with you for a few days these days. Grandpa knows that it's the smelly boy this time. Grandpa promises you that it won't be like this in the future..." master Mo kindly looked at the quiet Fengjiu dance.

He is really satisfied with this granddaughter-in-law, but grandson is too stubborn. Can't he live a good life? He has to..

"Old man, I'm still going to dance with you. What should I do? Why should I go? Hehe" the gentle voice of chongshui sounded.

"No, it's my husband's duty to accompany my daughter-in-law. How can I bother the seventh master?"

Calm down. Look at the scene and know it's coming again. He hurriedly said, "ah yuan, you, the seventh master finally came here. You and Wuer have a good time with the seventh master these days."

Mo yuan looked at his mother's way of driving you out of the house if she didn't agree, and reluctantly shook his head.

The others had no problem. After a few words, they went back to their rooms and had a rest...