The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

The alleys are neither wide nor narrow, with red-skinned earthen walls and green bricks and tiles.Ji Nanfeng was pushed against the wall exuding the smell of mud, the man put one hand on his face, leaned over and whispered in his ear with a smirk.

The warm breath sprayed rudely on his fair neck, the hot air cooled and turned into water, Ji Nanfeng wrinkled his delicate face unhappily.

He couldn't bear to push the person in front of him away, and couldn't restrain himself from slapping Xi Jinran's smirking face.Extremely angry, Ji Nanfeng used [-]% of his strength to leave three finger marks on Xi Jinran's handsome left cheek, and skillfully raised his middle finger under the other's disbelieving gaze.

"Nanfeng" Xi Jinran rubbed his hot and painful face, and when his cold fingers touched the wound, the pain made people grin their teeth.

"You're so determined." He said hesitantly what he was thinking, fearing that Ji Nanfeng would give him another slap to match his other half of the face.

Ji Nanfeng clapped his hands contentedly, and the word indifference was engraved on his face, which was three points more beautiful than a woman's, "Xi Jinran, I like women, if you dare to hug me shamelessly on the street next time, I will definitely One kick made your dick useless."

"Don't. I know you like women, why don't I, why take it seriously if you're just kidding." Xi Jinran shrugged and said with a sneer.

Ji Nanfeng glared at him angrily, "Broken sleeves are not a joke! This matter is settled, if you dare to mess around, I will destroy you!"

"All right, all right," Xi Jinran compromised and promised, "I'll get rid of this hands-on problem right now."

"cut"

After staying in Qingshui Town for a few days, Fei Ge, the steward of the palace, sent a letter saying that there was an urgent matter in the palace, so Mo Ling, Xi Mojiu and others should return to Beijing quickly, and come back to play later.

Early in the morning when it was light, Mo Ling dragged the drowsy Xi Mojiu to eat breakfast, the two stuffed a few mouthfuls indiscriminately, nothing tasted like anything in their mouths when they got up early, so Xi Mojiu ate whatever they wanted The two settled down.

There is a lifelike stone lion on the left and right of the gate of Mo Mansion. Mo Ling and the reluctant, red-eyed Mrs. Mo hugged and said goodbye, while Xi Mojiu hugged the parrot and did not let go.

Hard to force Parrot to say "Stop, murder".

There is always a banquet in the world. Although I am reluctant to part with you, the day to say goodbye will still come.

Mo Ling gently wiped Mrs. Mo's tears with a wet towel, and gently told Madam Mo while wiping, "Mother is not in good health, so don't embroider day and night in the future. The cooks in the house are good at craftsmanship. When you have a bad appetite, ask them to change your clothes more." Make some food in a different way. Don't always feel sorry for others and hurt yourself."

"Ling'er will bring the lord back when he is free in the future. Mother, don't cry, it hurts so much"

"Mother knows," Mrs. Mo choked, "It's just that you are far away from being noble now, and you will be tired from traveling all the way back, so mother can't bear it."

The mother and son talked a lot more, but Master Mo couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't bear the tears of his beloved, so he symbolically hugged Mrs. Mo's thin body and comforted him warmly.

The carriage bumped all the way, and the flimsy cushion couldn't play the role of Si Hao. Mo Ling felt that he was no different from sitting on a rock, and he changed his position many times restlessly.

Wake up Xi Mojiu, who was sleeping soundly, Xi Mojiu asked curiously, "Zero Ling's butt hurts? Do you want Jiuer to give you a whir?"

"...No, the seat is too hard, no different from sitting on a rock, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Oh, so..."

Xi Mojiu was thoughtful, he suddenly smiled, called out "Lingling" in a low voice, put his hands on Mo Ling's waist, pulled him roughly, and then hugged him firmly in his arms.

He rested his smooth chin on Mo Ling's forehead, and muttered to himself, "Ling Ling is soft, and Jiu'er is also soft, so that Jiu'er has a fragrant pillow, and Ling Ling's butt will not be smothered." It hurts."

"Cheng Hede, put me down quickly." Mo Ling blushed and pushed Xi Mojiu's fleshy wall with his hands.

But this idiot is stronger than him, he resisted for a long time, but the other party still didn't move at all, but hugged him even tighter.

"Zero zero is not good," Xi Mojiu said dissatisfied, "The child who is not good will be spanked!"

"How dare you?" Mo Ling's eyelids twitched.

"Hmph, if you dare," Xi Mojiu replied in a low voice.

"There is no outsider here, I don't know who Lingling is showing shyness to." Xi Mojiu continued, he likes to hug Mo Ling, the soft body in his arms, with a vague fragrance.

Thinking about it carefully, Xi Mojiu's statement is also correct. There is only one table in the spacious box with incense burner, snacks, and tea.

Apart from the fact that the two of them were dead, no one outside the car dared to come in rashly, so no one could really see them.Sitting on Xi Mojiu's lap is better than a hard cushion.

Mo Ling calculated the pros and cons of his own good and bad, and then stayed in Xi Mojiu's arms with peace of mind and willingness.

It still takes a day or two to go back to the capital, and there is nothing to play on the way. Mo Ling just feels musty and misses modern mobile game consoles even more.

"Jiu'er, what do you think of the Fourth Prince?"

Thinking of meeting the fourth prince before leaving the capital, Mo Ling took this boring opportunity to have a good talk with Xi Mojiu.

After all, the other party is a cunning and treacherous person, and Xi Mojiu here is just a special personnel equivalent to a five-year-old child. For the treasure, Xi Fengzhe will inevitably not trouble Xi Mojiu in the future.

Now he first helps Xi Mojiu to enlighten, in case Xi Mojiu will suffer in the future when confronted head-on.

"Fourth brother, Jiu'er doesn't like..."