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

Xi Mojiu focused on hitting June, and Mo Ling's expression was not good. He thought that Mo Ling was worried that June would be scared, so he didn't pay much attention.

"Lingling, it's alright. Come here! Call the veterinarian!" Xi Mojiu yelled hysterically into the empty small courtyard, with hot tears in his eyes, but he didn't shed them.

who is it? !Ghost released?Mo Ling's face was calm and composed, but his heart was flustered.

The immature childish voice uttered again: "It hurts so much, so sleepy."

June in the bag was no longer struggling, her limbs and claws kicked, as if she had lost her life.If it wasn't for the fact that its belly was still moving up and down, Xi Mojiu really thought he was out of breath.

Mo Ling tried his best to hold back his emotions, but at last his feet went limp and he fell into Xi Mojiu's hard arms, his face hurting from coughing.

"Zero zero!"

"It's all right!" Mo Ling stabilized his position, not daring to reveal half of it in front of Xi Mojiu.

The young and unhealthy Bai squeezed out a half-sincere smile, and his right hand visibly trembled the moment he left Xi Mojiu's palm.

Xi Mojiu hid the gloom in his eyes, his round shell fingernails dug into the tender flesh of his palm.Mo Ling had something to hide from him again, his actions just now were not about worrying about June's safety, there should be secrets that he would not reveal.

Xi Mojiu's breathing stopped for a second, and he suddenly realized that no matter how much he and Mo Ling expressed their feelings, they still used the excuse of not letting the other party know that it was for his own sake, self-righteous protection.

At this moment, Xi Mojiu was in an almost desperate pain. He really wanted to tell Mo Ling that he was pretending to be stupid, and he also wanted to ask Mo Ling what unspeakable secret he had been carrying all this time.

But when the sound of chaotic footsteps and noisy conversations hit, Xi Mojiu pressed back what he wanted to say. He smiled ironically, and when the housekeeper brought people over, tears fell from his eyes.

"Grandpa housekeeper, June is not feeling well! No, no, Ling Ling is not feeling well either. Woooooo...Jiu'er is even more uncomfortable." Xi Mojiu, who existed like a giant baby, wailed loudly regardless of the occasion, with teary eyes, Looking sad, in fact, there is nothing really sad.

"Princess!" The housekeeper worriedly went to check on Mo Ling, but couldn't find anything for a long time, so he invited him to rest in the back room, and June's specialized veterinarian came, and Mo Ling handed over June.

They both wore the same clothes, but one had big braids on the left and the other on the right. A girl came to help Mo Ling back home.

Xi Mojiu asked someone else to touch Mo Ling, he stopped Taotao's tears, and glared angrily at the maid who stretched out her hand in mid-air.

"I'll do it myself." He hugged him by the waist, Xi Mojiu also put Mo Ling's weight on it, it wasn't heavy, the boy's real weight was lighter than what he looked like on the outside.

Mo Ling exclaimed "Ouch", he put his arms around Xi Mojiu's neck, and the eyes of the people present fell on him like fire, burning very much.

"Put me down!" He whispered coquettishly, but buried his head in Xi Mojiu's chest instead.

"Heh~heh" Xi Mojiu's chest was throbbing, and Mo Ling's face was numb, hot and astringent.

I don't know if it was stimulated by Xi Mojiu hugging him in public, Mo Ling's obviously remaining fear disappeared completely.

Even if a ghost appeared in front of him, he would have the guts to ask him to eat his fist.

After returning to the room, Mo Ling lay in the quilt and was covered up to his chin by Xi Mojiu. The veterinarian checked June's physical condition and concluded that June was so sleepy that he passed out.

Xi Mojiu heard that June was fine, put her heart back into her stomach, held Mo Ling's hand, and asked the housekeeper to reward the veterinarian with a few taels of silver.

"Ling Ling sleeps, and when he wakes up he will heal." Xi Mojiu wiped Mo Ling with a hot towel.

Mo Ling said: "When a fool grows up, he will love others."

He thought of the Xi Mojiu he saw when he first came here. He was stupid, weak-tempered, with a slightly more emphatic tone and a higher volume, and he was immediately terrified.Trembling, unable to squeeze out a word, and crying into tears when a word disagrees, compared to the latter, he is much smarter.

"A good husband wants to love his wife." Xi Mojiu borrowed the words from the book that he and Mo Ling had read together. It was not some high-level sweet talk, but it really warmed his heart.

He thought to himself, Xi Mojiu is a good husband if he is stupid, but is he a good wife?

Licking a knife in modern times is a day-to-day life. After time travel, there is no change. It is also injustice and intrigue.

"Jiu'er, if one day I change. No, no, I won't change. The world has changed, and it's not right. Yes... Are you willing to always believe in me? No matter what you see with your own eyes or hear with your own ears When it comes to something that I will be against you, will you choose me?"

"Yes!" Without any time to think, Xi Mojiu said sincerely, he leaned over, his cold forehead touched Mo Ling's forehead with the same temperature, he rubbed, and there was something in the eyes that Mo Ling couldn't see through. exist.

There is a kind of uncomfortable feeling of dust smearing the eyes, which is not painful or itchy, but a small disturbance can make you feel uncomfortable all over.

"Lingling, what if I'm not stupid?"

What he said was strange, Xi Mojiu snorted in order to prevent Mo Ling from being suspicious, and said childishly: "Outsiders think that Jiu'er is not stupid, so Lingling must be too. It's good that he is not stupid, but Jiuer is stupid. "

"Who said that it doesn't matter if you are stupid or not. The one who is stupid is Xi Mojiu, so is it not Xi Mojiu who is not stupid? You are one person from beginning to end. If your heart remains the same, what difference does it make?"

"Zero zero."

Xi Mojiu swayed her feet silently, kicking her boots away, took off her clothes, got into bed and hugged Mo Ling.

"Jiu'er is just like Jiu'er, idiot or not, I like Ling Ling." He was reassuring, but in Mo Ling's ears, it was the child's more serious words.

"I know."

Mo Ling turned over, looked sideways at Xi Mojiu, and stroked his hair: "I'm already lying down, sleep with me for a while."

"Yeah. Can I eat the cookies made by Juan'er when I wake up?"

"I've had it before dinner. All right, today is a special case, sure!"

Time flies, time flies.

Mo Ling put on a green and white robe in the cold wind, and the rustling autumn wind rolled up the leaves piled up on the ground, like the lingering words between lovers, and the uncontrollable dry fire in the next second surged up.

Hundreds of leaves were sharp, and they formed a spherical shape and smashed at the still young man in Tsing Yi. When the leaves were approaching, a shield made of hundreds of flowers appeared out of thin air from behind the young man.

The leaves scattered, the man in the dark smiled slightly, raised his index finger, and the stone table standing under the tree was suspended in the air, hitting Mo Ling who was turning around.

He snapped his fingers calmly, and a piranha bit the corner of the stone table, swallowing the stone table as easily as eating tofu.

"It's over." Mo Ling withdrew the piranhas, silently looking at the gravel on the ground

"Someone is going to be unlucky." The dark man gloated and appeared, with his hands behind his back, he walked out with steps that his relatives did not recognize.

He pointed to the ground and rolled his eyes: "Ling'er, you've caused trouble."

"If you hurt it, you will pay!" Mo Ling said righteously: "There are very few marbles in the North Country in the whole country, and the precious index is five stars."

"Your house is really extravagant, and the treasures are used as broken tables. I'm afraid it's not that there is too much money to spend."

"Hmm, you're right." Mo Ling imitated Xi Mojiu, venting his nostrils at Ji Nanfeng.