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

The room was wide and empty, and the person pretending to be sleeping under the bed opened his eyes. His phoenix eyes calmly looked at the closed door. He removed the quilt, put on his clothes, and walked to the orange bronze mirror to tie his hair by himself.

The black robe and his cold face conveyed the mature temperament that a man should have.Although the childishness between his eyebrows is still there, his height and shape perfectly reflect his reliability and domineering.

This time, Huan'er was the only girl who brought her to serve her. She was carrying warm water and knocked on the door sideways with one hand.

"My lord and my concubine, my servant Huan'er is here to deliver water."

Xi Mojiu just finished tying up his hair, and his black hair was tied high into a neat high ponytail with a dark blue headband. His thin lips were slightly parted, less childish, and a little cold: "Come in. After delivering the water, go outside the door." Waiting."

Huan'er said "yes", and pushed the door lightly with her palm, and the old ancient door squeaked with her movements.Huan'er took lotus steps and put the washbasin on the shelf. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Xi Mojiu who was sitting alone in front of the dressing table, and realized that Xi Mojiu was alone in the room, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions, turned around and left full of doubts. Room.

"It seems that the prince is a little different today?" She wrapped her fingers around a lock of hair on her chest: "You can't see the front, but it's different, but what is it that's different?"

The girl murmured softly, and the sun outside shone on her face. She chuckled and scolded herself for being troubled: "My lord is different from usual." Thinking of Xi Mojiu's broad shoulders, she suddenly blushed : "It's time to become more and more manly."

Ji Nanfeng was making a fuss and didn't want to go back to see the Fifth Prince. Mo Ling put his hips on his hips and scolded him for being hypocritical, but he just raised his eyebrows and replied shamelessly: "Pretentiousness is a kind of sentimentality. Xi Jinran likes me like this, tsk, why did I say that?" Feeling cold myself."

Mo Ling smiled at him: "Yes, yes, I will believe everything I say."

Ji Nanfeng didn't want to go back, so Mo Ling could only go back to the meditation room alone. On the way, he thought about a series of messy expressions and attitudes that Xi Mojiu would show when he saw Xi Mojiu.

But when he got to the door, seeing Huan'er's face was as red as a peach blossom, holding a handkerchief to catch the butterflies in autumn, his original thought was dismissed, and he let the flow naturally become expressionless.

"Princess." Huan'er raised her voice and startled the butterfly attached to the flower. The goose-yellow butterfly flew to a high place, and Huan'er watched the butterfly leave in frustration.

Mo Ling knew that he had indirectly spoiled Huaner's fun Mu Linsen, he looked at the little figure flying away with wings: "If you are free tomorrow, I will give you a butterfly hairpin. It is more beautiful than this, and you can keep it for a long time."

Such a great good thing happened to her, Huan'er blushed even more excitedly, she thought to herself that she had really followed a good master, and thanked her repeatedly.

After finally going to Beijing, Mo Ling asked her to play around. There are many monks in the temple, so if they have any problems, they just go to the monks.The same is true for Huan'er, although she really wants to play, she never dares to abandon her master.

Mo Ling couldn't hold her back, let her walk around here, and called her when there was something to do, Huan'er smiled and said: "It must be Huan'er's luck to be able to serve the prince and princess in three lives. Could it be that in the previous life, Huan'er often worshiped the Buddha, This life is only in exchange for the opportunity to serve the master."

"I haven't seen you speak so well on weekdays, but the master who knows how to take a vacation is loved."

"Princess, don't make fun of Huan'er, Huan'er is just stupid, he doesn't know how to say sweet words, and the meaning is reasonable." Huan'er covered her lips with a handkerchief, her eyelashes were pretty.

Xi Mojiu in the house had never been out of the house. He was sitting by the bed waiting for Mo Ling's teacher to question him. He just listened to the joking conversation between Mo Ling and the maid, and his brows frowned, but it didn't take long before Mo Ling stopped talking.

Mo Ling walked a few steps, and was about to push the door, when he suddenly thought of going out, his eyes lit up, and he called to stop Huan'er who was walking in the opposite direction.

"Princess, do you have an order?" Huan'er came back with small steps.

"Yeah. Huan'er, you are guarding the door now. I told you to come in." Mo Ling whispered in her ear and laughed.

"Yes."

He straightened his clothes and walked in with a black face. The bed was on the right side of the room, so he couldn't see it at first sight.Mo Ling closed the door, and as expected, Xi Mojiu was sitting by the bed, looking at him with black eyes without saying a word.

Mo Ling didn't speak, the room was silent, he sat at the table, facing Xi Mojiu, poured a glass of water leisurely and elegantly, the water overflowed the glass, he stopped, playing with the glass in his hand, Tilting, the water poured out and wet his fingers.

"Lingling." Xi Mojiu called softly, his voice was low, Mo Lingli ignored him.

"Lingling." Reluctant to admit defeat, Mo Lingren looked at the cup, as if he couldn't hear it.

Xi Mojiu knew he was angry, got up and walked straight, Mo Ling saw his black toes getting closer, turned around, and turned his back to Xi Mojiu.

After that, there was no movement behind him for a long time. Although Mo Ling was calm on the surface, he was very flustered in his heart, but he was good at disguising his temperament, and he lowered his breath. Finally, there was movement behind him again, the sound of weighing footsteps and the sound of clothes being forgiven.

Mo Ling thought that Xi Mojiu's next step would be to go ahead of him and apologize, then he turned around again, and then planned to put the cup back on the table, but it was a pity that he didn't see Xi Mojiu for a long time.

He turned his head quietly, the familiar air surrounded his nose, the hand holding the glass was held, and the water inside spilled on his clothes.

Mo Ling's heart was pounding, he didn't dare to turn his head, Xi Mojiu kissed his earlobe, the hand on his shoulder was like a huge boulder weighing a thousand catties, it was so heavy that he couldn't move.

"Lingling, don't be angry. I'll tell you what you want to know. Huh? Forgive me." The hot air splashed on the cheeks, first hot and then cold.

"Besides me, all the men are big pigs, I can't believe it." Mo Ling said exaggeratedly, hiding his weak aura.

It's a pity that in Xi Mojiu's eyes, what he did was to deceive his ears and steal his bell, he was so cute and fierce.

"Well. I'm a big pig's hoof. Even if Lingling gnaws on it perfunctorily, the bones I hide inside will be exposed eagerly, so that Lingling can see the bottom of it." Xi Mojiu laughed lowly.

"Do not laugh!"

Blaming him for smiling so nicely, Mo Ling found it inexplicably sexy, and he yelled at Xi Mojiu furiously.

"All right, all right, don't laugh." Two more low laughs, Xi Mojiu took down the cup in his hand, the two of them connected their fingers to each other, and with a smile on their lips, he pulled him up and twirled around in his arms .

"You!" The cloudy Mo Ling was forced to be intimate with him like this. Mo Ling was not tall enough, so he had to tiptoe to the ground to gain height.

The man's hands were like pincers, and his arms wrapped around his waist forcefully, preventing his body from moving.This trick again!Mo Ling bit Xi Mojiu's lip angrily, Xi Mojiu let him bite, and with a look behind his back, it turned into a deep kiss.

shameless!Mo Ling's eyes widened, and he slapped Xi Mojiu with his free hands. There was nothing he could do. He pushed his knee against Xi Mojiu's weak point, and Xi Mojiu resolutely stepped back and let him go.

Mo Ling wiped his lower lip with the back of his hand, glared at Xi Mojiu, and shouted, "Don't dare to touch your hands again, don't think that I will ignore you in the future!"

Mo Ling was really angry, and became angry from embarrassment, Xi Mojiu looked at him quietly, and finally lowered his head, and when he looked up, he had another face.

Bianzui shed tears aggrievedly, shook his fingers weeping, and carefully looked at Mo Ling's face: "Lingling, Jiu'er was wrong~ Lingling, woo woo woo..."

"I wipe it..." Mo Ling couldn't help being rude, he picked up the empty cup on the table and threw it at Xi Mojiu: "Why don't you always compete for the best actor! The Oscars are all awarded to you !"