MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 662 Mature enough
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Chapter 662 is mature enough.
Long time no see, Chu Moxin seems to have matured a lot, the temperament and look between the eyebrows are more like his brother.
"Call Chu Duaner, come, please bring the little princess over!" Kubuzhe broke into a smile, and took Yao Mozhen down and sat down behind him, and the night Jun silently followed behind, looking at his eyes. The scene of integration is very moving.
On one side, when Chu Jingxin saw the night Junqing, his eyes flashed a glimmer of unintelligible light, and he had to recover from the beginning.
Looking at Chu Duaner in his arms, Yao Mo’s eyes burst into a mist, the fat baby, the pink face, the small mouth licking his fingers, the eyes glimpsing like a star, once upon a time, she There is also such a lovely child, her child is as cute as this guy.
Originally, Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing did not intend to live in Loulan. However, given the hardships of Chu’s letter, and Yao Mo’s love of Duan, they stayed for ten days.
Fengyu Mountain Villa
When Yan Nanxuan appeared in front of Lao Zhuang’s main Yan Jian and Lao Zhuang’s wife Nan Zhu with the water and the whistle, the two old men shot at the same time, one will Yannan and the other Holding the whistle flute, I keep going.
"You are a stinky boy! Actually give us the fascinating soup! I also took away the old grandfather's grandson! You know how I and your mother have been through these days! You don't grow things, see me not Killing you!" Yan Jian squats, punching and kicking from time to time to smash the water behind Yan Nan.
"Baby granddaughter! You can want to die grandmother! Without you, my grandmother can't sleep for a night..." When Nanzhu was holding the revival of the whistle, the scorpion also looked at the water from time to time.
"Cough... In the lower Penglai Island, you can see the mother-in-law!" Although Shuiyu is the owner of an island, it is also a person of the Ming Dynasty. She is annoying Yan Nan, but she will not be implicated in the entire Fengyu Villa, let alone see To the two old people so much like to repair the flute, the water is also a lot of relief.
"Penglai Island? Niangniang?" Yan Jian heard his voice and looked suspiciously at his wife. In the end, there are people with faces on the rivers and lakes. Yan Jian and Nan Zhu have naturally heard the large size of the water. Nowadays, such a man calls himself a mother, and the two old people really can't bear it.
"Nan, this... what happened?" Nanzhu pulled through the repair of the flute, and looked suspiciously at Yan Nanzhen, who had been beaten into a pig.
"Returning to the old man, this is the mother who repaired the flute, and is also the wife of Nanxun. Things have to start from eight years ago. It means that the black wind is high that night, your son, I am because..." Just in Yannan When I want to make a long story, the water scorpion suddenly comes forward.
"Back to Niangniang, eight years ago, Yan Nanyu patted the **** after a night of glory, but did not want to have a night of repairing the flute, unmarried first pregnancy, whether it is a stranger or repairing the flute has become the target of the public, the father does not allow, I have to fight the children to fight off, and I can’t help myself. Although I have tried to give birth to a child, I still haven’t been able to keep the flute. I am fortunate to have a good person to take care of the flute, and I’m only recognizing the flute in front of a month. The repair of the flute is not your father and grandchildren. As for the stranger, if you think that you can't afford the name of the lady of Fengyu Mountain Villa, you don't want to ask for it. After all, with the words of Penglai Island, you can make the flute become a generation.枭雄!” 阡 阡 阡 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 ?
"My poor grandson, actually suffered so much! Grandpa must compensate you! Come, grandson, let the grandfather hug." Yan Jian distressed to pull through the repair of the flute, but also a chaotic pro.
"My poor wife! Rest assured, as long as you open your mouth, no matter what the conditions, we will satisfy you!" The old lady mourned and went forward, pulling a handful of water, tears into eight petals, this is his son. There is a mistake in the first place, coupled with the **** of the water, the old lady is really afraid of rushing into the water, if she takes her baby grandson away, it will not let her live.
"Cough... No one here feels that this ally is also very pitiful..." Yan Nanxuan is not a taste, but when he sees the three cold awns that shoot at himself, he promptly swears.
"Fengyu Mountain Villa owes a strange wedding to a stranger. Although it doesn't care, but the repair of the flute can't be without a name!" The watery singer whispered, and said the word on the blade.
"Should! Ladies and gentlemen rest assured that this matter will be handed over to the elderly woman. One month later, Huang Daoji, the old woman will let all the people in the world know that the Penglai Island owner is the young lady of my Fengyu Mountain Villa. The grandson of Fengyu Mountain Villa!” The old lady deliberately bite the words of the main island of Penglai Island, which is to give the water a stranger.
"Come, come to Shaozhuang to the room, send someone to guard, one step is not allowed to leave! If he flees again..." Before the Yan Jian finished, the water smashed the lips.
"The father is reassured, if he escapes, he will interrupt his leg, and it will not matter if he is disabled. He will raise him for a lifetime." The gentle and watery scorpion of the water scorpion fell on Yan Nan's body, and his voice was chilly.
"This time, Nanxun came to the treasure. Even if you yell at me, I can't bear to go!" Yannan's thin lips swelled, and the bottom of his eyes revealed the love that could not be concealed. Penglai Island got along with him for a while. Yannan It’s only a matter of just a few months, and he feels that he has fallen in love with this awkward woman and can’t extricate himself.
And said that before Han Jinyi returned to Wanhuangcheng, he had secretly let Joe Yee out a few beautiful women in red, orange, green, blue and purple, and took out the Wanhuangcheng with a lot of chips, so he was in the moment of stepping into Wanhuangcheng. Seeing what you see is a harmonious scene.
"The old slaves saw the lady of the city!" At first sight, Joe, like Yao Mozhen, was considered a child of six or seven years old.
"Jinyi, such a small child, how can you bear to ruin it! Come, let the girl squat!" Looked at Joe's look of childishness, the mother loves flooding, and reaches out and rushes toward Joe.
Joe said that the city took the initiative to the true feelings, otherwise it would not be a sigh of red, yellow, green, blue, and purple. So Joe did not disrespect the action, but just jumped back and forth. Something to explain, but I don’t want my body to be volleyed, I’ve already rushed over, and I’m holding myself in my arms.
Some people can't do it now, only seeing the cold Jinyi suddenly stepped forward, and one of them will take his brother to the ground and spin it in his arms.
"Mrs. 岂 岂 让人 让人 让人 让人 让人 让人 ! 这 这 这 这 这 这 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔 乔!
"This way! Actually dare to take advantage of me, see if I don't kill you!" He was surprised to earn the embrace of Han Jinyi, and he had to rush to smash Joe.
"Oh, you can't be rude. You guys didn't have Joe's explanation. This can be blamed on Joe." Sikongmu, who walked behind, couldn't stand it, and stopped.
"But..." grinning at Sikongmu,
"Isn't you even listening to the father's words?" Sikongmu was so cold that he vomited his tongue and turned his head to go inside with the cold brocade. On the ground, Joe finally understood and immediately ran to Sikongmu.
"The old slave thanked the old man for his help!" When the expert took a shot, he knew if there was any, and he just showed a little lightness. Joe knew that this female martial art was even above the master. Now the father of the lady who is standing in front of her. If you want to be free from bullying in the future, you should choose to close the object now.
"Joe's grandfather is heavy, um, my grandson has a companion..." Sikongmu was slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but sigh. As soon as Joe's forehead floated three black lines, he could tell these people. Although it is tender, it is also dignified! Can it? Can't...
When Chu Mobei appeared in front of Yao Mozhen, Yao Mozhen finally understood why Chu Moxin would be so diligent to stay one day after another.
"I didn't expect that the original holy child would be Yao Mozhen. If we knew this, why should we go around and make such a big circle?" The tiredness of the face is difficult to cover his servants in the past few days, listening to Kubuzheer said that Chu Mobei arrived only last night.
"In fact, Mo Zhen felt that it is necessary for His Royal Highness to rest for a day. Mo Zhen will not go for a few days. It can be used for the rest of the day." Yao Mozhen’s lips are scornful and smiley.
"Mobei Peixing Daiyue has been driving for fifteen days and wants to see you with Mo Zhen. Now, Mobei really has no thought of sleeping." Going to the pavilion, Chu Mobei waits for Yao Mozhen to sit down. Only then turned to the other side.
"Listen to the letter and say that you and the night Junqing experienced a lot of danger in the flames of the country, even the sea monsters to kill? It must be very exciting." Chu Mobei thin lips swelled, the bottom of the eyes crossed a faint shackle.
"If the Prince's Highness is in the middle of the scene, he will not use the words to stimulate. In Mo Zhen's view, it may be more appropriate to describe it with tragic power." Yao Mozhen coveted, and there was a moment of cone pain in his heart. The figure of a Huafa has become the most painful thing in her heart.
"Yes... this prince suddenly regrets that he did not go out with the night Junqing. If so, this Prince may have a chance to compete with him, but now..." From the night Junqing will take Yao Mozhen from the sea. At the moment of coming back, Chu Mobei understood that in this life, he had no chance to get the heart of this woman.
"Today, His Royal Highness is still the overbearing hegemon of the whole Dongzhou. He has heard that the king has decided to abdicate next month and pass the throne to the Prince. Congratulations!" Yao Mozhen deliberately shifted the topic and sincerely welcomed him.
"Yao Mozhen, do you know, in fact, you are as annoyed as your older sister!" Chu Mobei suddenly came to a sentence, so Yao Mo could not help but stunned.
"You two don't know whether it is intentional or not. It is clear that the prince's heart is ticking, but it is still innocent. Unfortunately, there is no mirror for you to take a look at! Look at what you are now!" Mobei pretended to be angry and open, and his face was unhappy.
"Oh... the words of His Royal Highness, Mo Zhen is very innocent!" Yao Mozhen shrugged his shoulders and laughed quite innocently.
"You will have this Prince more innocent! Love once, hurt once! Let's talk, how do you compensate this Prince?" Chu Mobei knows that no matter how many languages, no amount of action can make Yao Mozhen fall in love with himself. Instead of entanglement, it is better to let go, do something free and easy, and you will not lose.
"Cough... What compensation does the Prince wants?" Yao Mozhen thinks that at this time, Chu Mobei is simply a rogue, and she has no way to make a partial.
"People cook a meal for the Prince. Don't say it won't, don't say that it's not good to eat. Even if you use boiled water to boil cabbage, this Prince will eat it with relish!" Chu Mobei, a serious opening, will Yao Mo Zhen’s all excuses are blocked.
"His Royal Highness has said this, Mo Zhen has a reason to refuse it!" Yao Mozhen lost his voice.
So that night, Yao Mozhen first prepared a rich dinner for Chu Mobei for the first time. That night, Chu Mobei ate very late, until Yao Mo’s sleepy table slept, Chu Mobei Still not leaving...
