The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Soon after Yue Er settled the account, he followed Mo Yi out of the dumping house.佟 The shopkeeper looked at Mo 莜 莜 's background with a look of sigh, and sighed.

"Well, if Mo Gongzi's show rehearsal time can be pulled in some more!"

Why does Mo Yan choose to have it once every seven days? It is just to slap everyone's appetite, so that there is a sense of freshness. If it is once every two or three days, the viewer will soon get bored.

Walking on the streets of Mingyou Country, Yueer asked curiously,

"Son, where are we going?"

Mo Yan thought what Wang Xiang had heard in Qingyang Pavilion. King Xiang went to Yixiang Garden to play with women? I heard that I was still angry! Did he not get hit? That being the case, why don't she do a good job and help him?

Thinking of Fu Yafang's big sister-in-law, Mo Yi laughed in her heart, but the elder in her ear suddenly said:

"Little woman, you are too bad!"

Mo Yan's eyes were straight, "Why am I broken?"

"You know that he is diarrhea in Yixiang Garden because he can't get used to the fat woman in Fu Taishi's house, but he still wants to ask Fu Taishi's house to ask that fat woman to come and lead someone back. His head rested in Mo Er ear,

"But you are bad, I like it!"

After listening to Changsheng's words, Mo Yan was speechless for a moment. What is her bad? Is she bad? She's not bad at all! She is just treating her as her own way! If they don't provoke her, how can she deal with them with such carelessness?

Her man is still missing, and the owner of the Fourth Hall has no news. If it were not for the trouble of these people being bored looking for King Jingfu, she would care about them!

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Mo Yan stood still and did not move. Yue Er shouted Mo Yue with a little anxiety, "My son!"

Mo Yan was startled by Yueer, and looked back fiercely to Yueer.

"Ok?"

"My son, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, it's okay, go and call the name Hanako!"

Mo Yanshun pointed at the street-hugging Jiaozi, and ordered Yueer.

Yue Er didn't know what she meant, and hurriedly walked over. Soon, he brought the named Hanako over.

Mo Yan looked at Huazi from top to bottom and asked:

"What is your name?"

Jiao Zi narrowed her neck and returned: "Liang Chen."

After listening to Liang Chen's words, Mo Yan took out a piece of silver or two and handed it to Liang Chen.

Liang Chen froze for a moment and looked up at Mo Yan. He has been in Mingyou Country for so many years, and there are countless different people he meets. This is the first time he has seen such a handsome and beautiful man.

Seeing Liang Chen staring at his own god, Mo Yan's folding fan "唰" unfolded, blocking his face.

Liang Chen just reacted, and hurriedly took the money Mo Mo gave him. After listening to what Mo Mo told him, he hurried toward Fu Taishi ’s direction.

Yue Er looked at Liang Chen's back and told Mo Yan:

"Son, is this person reliable?"

Mo lingered with a profound smile: "Relax! This palace is very accurate in seeing people. Go, go to Yixiang Garden!"

"Why, what?"

When Mo Yue saw Yue Er's place in place, his eyes widened and asked:

"What's wrong? Any problem?"

"But, son, Yixiangyuan is a place for men ... that ... that."

Mo Yan frowned, looking at himself from top to bottom:

"Yueer, take a good look at your current identity, as well as this son!"

"But we still ..."

"Let's be a man now. Besides, I just went to Yixiangyuan to see, but I didn't find a woman for you! Let's go!"

After speaking, Mo Yan walked towards Yixiang Garden, and Yueer hurried to follow up.

Downstairs of Yixiang Garden, the girls from Mo Xie waved upstairs and waved their hands, and gave them a wink, with an evil smile on their lips.

When the girls saw this, they madly waved Sipa in their hands. Look at Yue Er's spine on his back, followed closely behind Mo Yan.

Mo Yan just stepped forward, Changsheng suddenly shouted: "Little woman! Are you going in?"

"Yeah! How can you harm Helianyu if you don't go in?"

"But if the master knows ..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Yan,

"Your homeowner was taken away by your old homeowner. Do you think he might know? Besides, you do n’t say, I do n’t say, how can he know?”

Having said that, the disregard for the first birthday of the second middle school, and led Yueer towards the restaurant.

Mo Yan sat down in an inconspicuous corner, and by the way asked the two girls to come and accompany him. Yue Er sat tightly aside and didn't dare to say a word, but Mo Yan, holding one in her arms, was There was one sitting on the side, and it looked like that.

Mo Yan glanced around the restaurant. Although it is a place of fireworks, the passenger flow is indeed not as good as the people in the dumping house.

In the middle of the hall, on a big stage, the enchanting figure of a thin and stunning female artist danced, and the veil on the hanging beam was blown up by the wind, which seemed extraordinarily mysterious.

Mo Yan stared straight at the women, admiring their dance with interest.

At this time, He Lianyu, who was enjoying upstairs, did not know that his bad luck today would be staged. If he knew the distress of today's dignified King Xiang Xiang, he would not provoke Mo Yan.

The downstairs was very lively. Suddenly, a small shop in front of the restaurant stumbled over and yelled, "The shopkeeper! The shopkeeper!"

Soon, a short, bloated man appeared, and he frowned, his face displeased with a cold voice:

"What shout! Shock King Xiang, you can afford it! Let's go! Why is it so panic?"

Dian Xiaoer gasped and said to the shopkeeper: "Not good, shopkeeper, Fu, Fu ... Miss Fu ... come here!"

"Miss Fu is here! What are you calling ... what are you talking about? Miss Fu?"

Sudden surprise of the shopkeeper, Miss Fu? Fu Taishi's money? King Xiang's fiancee? This is to catch Yixiang Garden?

Thinking of the urgency of the matter, the shopkeeper was almost untenable, he hurriedly reminded the shop junior,

"Come on, tell Xiang Wang! Come on!"

Xiaodian knew, and hurried toward the stairs, but was blocked by Mo Yan's folding fan.

"Secondary, bring me a pot of wine!"

Dian Xiaoer anxiously replied: "My son, go up and send something, get down and get it for you right away."

Mo Yan gave Dian Xiao Eryi a cold eye, which scared Dian Xiao Er.

"Don't you hear me clearly? Immediately!"

Suddenly, the shopkeeper appeared to make a clearance for Xiao Er.

"Well, hurry up and get your son a drink, old man up!"