The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Chu Cheng has always been behind Jing Muhan, and he doesn't understand why the master wants to do this. He doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, watching the two little women make a noise, and he doesn't stop. Now, I can see clearly, but I understand a bit.

It turned out that the master was helping Miss Mo to find what was missing.

Thinking about it, I silently watched the two little women playing.

But at this moment, the uninformed Jing Baiyao looked proudly at the door that could only allow the next person to go out, and said to Mo Yan: "Look, I said, my skill is great! "

The corner of Mo's mouth was drawn slightly. If she didn't propose to go this way, I'm afraid the north side might not be a good place!

Nodded to Jing Baiyao, echoed the sentence, and said, "Well, shall I go from here?"

Jing Baiyao waved his hand, "Hurry up and leave, and never appear in front of the emperor again."

Mo Yan's lips were slightly narrowed, he turned, opened the door, looked at the dark alley outside, and turned to Jing Baiyao: "I promise you, I won't appear in front of your emperor again."

At least, it seems that she understood it wrong, this is about to run away, and did not see the figure of Jing Muhan.

Maybe he didn't really care about her that much, did he?

Taking a step out, Jing Baiyao stared nervously at Mo Yi's back, some inexplicable in her heart. Do you sympathize with her? She shook her head and reminded herself that 嫂嫂 is the most important thing, and that is the woman of the emperor. It is not so sad to think so.

Seeing Mo Yan still thinking, she thought that she didn't want to leave. She walked behind Mo Yan and didn't even look at it. She reached out and pushed Mo Yan out of the door.

The ghost knew that Mo Yan had just taken a step and saw the dark back, the familiar man who could no longer be familiar, and stood in front of her.

Just about to go back, but somehow was pushed out.

The sound of the closing door came, Mo Yan died, and the whole person was pushed into a warm embrace. However, the man seemed very unhappy, and she could even feel the anger and chill emanating from him.

Sure enough, he looked up at the black eyes of the man, and heard only the indifferent voice of the man, "Would you like to escape?"

There was a stiff smile on Mo Yan's face, his lips shook his head,

"No, no."

Jing Muhan at this moment, she was a little scared!

"No? So what are you going to do with your baggage? Why not go the right path and the back door?"

Words of questions came, Mo Yan was speechless.

Standing dumbly, the man's powerful hand was around his waist, and Mo Yan was crying without tears.

She could say that she wanted to accompany Jing Baguio in acting, how could she think she was really in the arms of this man?

He must be thinking, she will definitely run away.

Is she stupid? With a child, who is not even sure who she is, she finally encountered a man who was good to her, who can protect her at all times, and can solve her food and clothing problem. How could she just run away like this?

I do not know how to explain to Jing Muhan, Mo Yan had to lower his eyes, innocent eyes looked at the tip of his shoes.

Jing Muhan glanced slightly, seeing the pitiful look of the little woman in front of her, and she said, "Isn't that what the king said is too heavy?"

Instantly regained the indifference of his body, looking down at Mo Yan's small head, and his voice was a little soft, he said to her, "Tell my king, why did you leave? Did my king do something wrong? Anymore? "

Mo Yan quickly shook his head. "No, no."

"If not, go back with the king."

Mo Yan didn't want to think, he answered, "Okay!"

Jing Muhan was in a good mood for a moment. Suddenly Mo Mo lifted into the air and flew into the palace.

Chu Cheng stood outside watching the disappearance of his master, and his mouth moved. Finally disappeared into the night.

Mo Yan thought that when she returned to the house, she could sleep peacefully. At the end of a farce in the night, it is finally time to rest.

I just didn't expect that Jing Muhan didn't send her back to her guest room, but took her to his bedroom.

Looking at the clean and elegant room, Mo Yan liked it very much, but she curiously looked at Jing Muhan's handsome profile and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

Jing Muhan replied lightly: "Sleep."

"But my room is next door."

"Sleep here tonight." After that, I felt something was wrong, and said, "No, I will sleep here in the future."

"what?"

"What the king said, don't want to say it again. Starting from today, I slept in the king's bedroom." When seeing Mo Yan, he refused to speak, Jing Muhan first said, "Don't say no to the king! Tonight Running away with your king, you have touched your king's bottom line! In order to prevent you from escaping again, this is the perfect policy! "

Why does Mo Yan feel that this time, it seems that he sold himself?

Knowing that this man would block her back, he still promised Jing Baiyao to escape. Not only was it blocked back, it was blocked in his dormitory.

At this moment, Mo Yan really wants to cry without tears ~

Brows tightly together, want to refuse, even poor.

The whole man fell into the warm bed, and the man's familiar taste spread into his nose. Mo Yan watched Jing Muhan slowly leaned down and pressed himself, and hurriedly reached out his hand against his chest. "What are you going to do?"

"Can you remember the words of my king?"

Mo Yan chick nodded like a pecking rice, and Jing Muhan evoked a smug smile, "Remember it!"

She no longer teases her, and when she is not paying attention, she pecks her lips sharply, and then stands up with satisfaction and turns away.

Mo Yan was caught by Jing Muhan's kiss, and when he returned to his mind, Jing Muhan had already reached the door.

Mo Yan suddenly asked, "Where are you going?"

She occupied his dormitory. Did he have nowhere to sleep? "

Obviously, Mo Yan's worry is superfluous.

Jing Mu's cold voice with a hint of indescribable joy, "My king went to the bath, and after he came to sleep with you."

After that, the figure disappeared in the direction of the door.

Mo Yan can't wait to strangle himself, "I'll make you talk and ask you blindly! Sell yourself again!"

She even wondered why she was like an obedient cat. What did he say? When he was angry, she was afraid?

I couldn't figure it out. I lay on the bed and turned to the other side. I was afraid that I would get tired and fell asleep with my eyes closed.

When Mo Mu came back, Mo Yan had already slept. Looking at the little woman curled up on the bed like a docile kitten, Jing Muhan was in a good mood. Wearing a thin lining, Mo Mo hugged it a little, and lay on Mo Mo's side.

Feeling that it wasn't enough, he suddenly stretched his hands around Mo Yan's waist and moved his head close to her shoulders.