Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

Feng Jiuwu almost couldn't keep her calm. She wondered if the cheap husband had eaten something wrong. She was fine before. I didn't expect that now she would be so arrogant, narcissistic and cheeky. Who gave him courage..

Mo yuan looked at his daughter-in-law. There was something in her eyes that was not as cool as usual. She almost couldn't hold her seriousness. She wanted to kiss again, "daughter-in-law."

Fengjiu dance was called by Mo yuan, and goose bumps were about to get up. Looking at the sign that the man was close to her, Fengjiu dance directly set up a relatively simple border around her.

Mo yuan touched something in front of him, his eyebrows locked, and his expression was a little unhappy. He knew it was a boundary, but he wouldn't break it. What should I do, this little daughter-in-law? Is it necessary to guard against him like this, like a thief..

"Daughter-in-law," Mo yuan's daughter-in-law's voice was stirring.

Feng Jiuwu sat upright and whispered, "drive, I'm going back."

Mo yuan choked, but didn't say anything. He stepped on the accelerator and left here. Mo yuan was secretly happy that his daughter-in-law didn't hit him. Could he hug him like this in the future, and his daughter-in-law wouldn't blame him. In other words, he felt that there must be a shadow in his heart when he was slapped by his daughter-in-law for the first time.

Mo yuan turned his peach blossom eyes to his daughter-in-law and found that his daughter-in-law was closing her eyes and drawing every skin on his daughter-in-law's face. Mo yuan was very satisfied. How good he would be if he could do this in the future. He always wanted to live every day with a woman without worry. He had no great burden and no plan to become a master, Because he is a man now.

Since the woman woke up, Mo yuan only wanted a phoenix nine dance, just this woman.

Fengjiu dance entered the chaotic space with divine knowledge, and a figure jumped at her quickly. As soon as Fengjiu dance turned its steps, ouch, a soft waxy voice cried out, "master, you're hurting Mangmang."

Mangmang touched his little hip and looked wronged. He looked at Fengjiu dance pitifully, like a child who couldn't get sugar.

Mangmang just wanted to tell her master how painful she had just fallen. When she asked for comfort, her master disappeared in front of her in a blink of an eye. Mangmang was surprised, checked it with consciousness, breathed a breath, patted her chest, and scared her to death. She thought how the master would disappear.

Feng Jiuwu raised her glazed eyes and looked at the towering jiuzhong pagoda. Her eyes were a little complicated. She raised her hand and touched her chest. Why did she always feel that her heart was dull and painful? She hasn't felt this feeling for a long time. Only since she came to this world for more than a month, There was very little of the heart rending pain that tortured her in her last life.

Nine Star Tower, the use of the Nine Star Tower kept flashing in Fengjiu dance's brain. When these memories were sorted out by her, Fengjiu dance's face was a little pale, which made Fengjiu dance curious about why the Nine Star Tower appeared in this space, why it called her over, and why it gave her a feeling of heartache.

The mobile phone next to it sounded a melodious, gentle and beautiful zither sound. Mo yuan glanced at the mobile phone. The mobile phone ring tone was just set by Fengjiu dance. He didn't know how his daughter-in-law set up such classical music, but Mo yuan could guess that his daughter-in-law should like zither very much.

Mo Yuan thinks about it. Feng Jiu dance likes playing the zither very much. Except that his legs can't move in his previous life, he can't say all the things he learned in a few days and nights. Although the sound of the zither doesn't accord with Feng Jiu dance's heart, it's also better than others.

Mo yuan pricked up his ears and didn't find that his little moves were like a hooligan, and there was no difference from eavesdropping on the corner of the wall.

Feng Jiuwu found that the external mobile phone rang in the chaotic space and frowned. When she left, she looked deeply at the Nine Star Tower. She felt that there was something strange in the tower. Now she didn't have time to check it. With a flash of consciousness, she left the place.

When Feng Jiuwu opened her eyes, the mobile phone rang a lot. Pick up the mobile phone and press the connect button. Before Feng Jiuwu spoke, there came a respectful voice of a middle-aged man, "Miss Feng."

Feng Jiuwu said softly. The man seemed to be a little embarrassed. "Miss Feng, I'm president Xingguang. My surname is Wang. Mr. Su must have told Miss Feng. When are you free, Miss Feng? Can we meet?"

Feng Jiuwu pondered for a while and said, "yes, is principal Wang free at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon?"

"Yes, I'm free. That's it. We'll talk when we meet, so we won't disturb Miss Feng."

Feng Jiuwu whispered and hung up the phone. Mo yuan shook his driving hand and listened to his daughter-in-law call president Wang. Mo yuan probably figured out who that person was. He was a little curious about the president looking for his daughter-in-law.

Mo yuan's driving hand paused. It seemed that he had forgotten something. With a flash of inspiration, Mo yuan almost despised himself. The whole person was elated when he ate the dishes made by his daughter-in-law. Unexpectedly, he forgot this serious matter. "Daughter-in-law, why didn't you go to school today? Didn't you say you wanted to go to school?"

Mo yuan was a little embarrassed when he asked this sentence. He didn't remember until now. Would his daughter-in-law think he didn't care about her..

Feng Jiuwu's eyes moved when she looked at the scenery outside. "I don't want to go to school and study at home." Feng Jiuwu checked on the computer. There's nothing to learn in the current university. She didn't think the majors she chose before were a problem for her, and she didn't like the school.

Er, Mo yuan is a little happy. If his daughter-in-law doesn't go to school, can he turn her to his company to go to work? Won't he see his daughter-in-law every day? Mo yuan coughed gently. He just wanted to ask his daughter-in-law whether she would go to the company, but his mobile phone rang.

Mo yuan was very upset. He couldn't call at any time. He was a little stuffy now. Mo yuan didn't see who called. When he picked up his cell phone, he was a little upset and gave a feed.

The people over there paused and didn't speak for a moment. Just when Mo yuan was impatient and wanted to hang up directly, there was a roar from the east of the river on his mobile phone. "Smelly boy, I dare to do this to your Lao Tzu for a while. Why, I can't find pleasure in being bullied by others, can I?"

Mo yuan took away the mobile phone on his ear, stopped the car, took out his ear, and his voice was a little ruffian. "Ha ha, are you sure someone is bullying your son, old man, you should wash and sleep."

Mo lianmo on the other side of the mobile phone just wanted to go back. He looked up and saw his daughter-in-law staring at him. His neck shrunk. He didn't speak so bad to Mo yuan over there. "Smelly boy, aren't you in the company?"