MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 665 All happy
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Chapter 665 is a joy
"You... a civilian? Night Junqing, don't you play this kind of joke with Mo Zhen? How could you be a civilian? You are..." Yao Mozhen was shocked to see the night Junqing, someone was seeking a squat. ? How do you have a little indication beforehand? Yao Mozhen felt that he was in a mess in the wind and could not understand the idea.
"Junqing does not want you to be a queen of shackles. I only want you to be the prince of Junqing. I will be a double for the rest of my life. The emperor can't do it. Junqing can do it!" The sound of the celadon-like sound echoed in Yao Mozhen. In my heart, tears, unconsciously rushed out, Yao Mo slammed into the arms of the night Junqing, crying and crying.
"Why don't you tell me soon! Why do you say it now! Bastard!" Yao Mozhen hit the chest of the night Junqing, and the unspeakable happiness came out of every sweat in her body and wandered around them.
"Junqing has been busy with the cessation of meditation during this time, so there is no time to accompany you. It is Jun Qing who wronged you, but I swear, from now on, Junqing will always be with you, no step at all. Leave!" Night Junqing will hold Yao Mozhen tightly in his arms, telling the vows of this life.
"Jun Qing... Mo Zhen knows that his choices can't be wrong..." Yao Mozhen leaned in the arms of the night Junqing, his eyebrows revealing the joy of happiness that could not be concealed.
"Drive -" the carriage slowly moved forward, Yao Mozhen suddenly thought of something, looked up to the night Junqing.
"So big, why don't you talk to Mo Zhen?"
"For the husband is wrong, the next is not an example!"
"Are you fascinated by Mo Zhen? Why don't you let Mo Zhen say goodbye to Yin Xue?"
"The main thing is that you are afraid of being sad... It’s wrong for you, but not for the next!"
The sunset is slanting, the red sky is full of sky, the shadow of the carriage is pulled obliquely and long, and the two people in the car are opposite each other, and a new journey begins.
One year later Loulan
The rapeseed flowers in the mountains and plains dance under the breeze, dancing in a soft dance, and in the middle of the yellow rapeseed flowers, a three-storey inn is also abrupt. According to insiders, the owner of this inn is beautiful, and the boss is also very beautiful. Not only that, but the frequent visitors here are even more people, the women are comparable to the moon, and the men are like the upper bounds. .
So even if the cost of eating at this inn is enough to eat in another inn for a year, this Qingyi Inn is still full every day, but today, this inn has a sign that is temporarily closed.
"Nanny! You are a little quicker, and the guests below are all there." Outside the door, the night Jun Qing bent over, as if to ask the ancestors for the same respect.
"Know it! So fat, how to see people... Junqing, do you think Mo Zhen can see people like this..." When the door opened, I saw a woman with a big belly and walked out.
"The woman is always the most beautiful, this time is especially beautiful, the little ancestors, today can be honest, not to bully the mother, do you know?" Night Junqing only swept Yao Mozhen, then put his face to Yao Mo Yan's belly is on the belly.
"Hey - Niangzi, lighter... Yan Nanzhen, they can all watch it!" Yao Mozhen saw the night Junqing had neglected his suspicion, and picked up the ears of the night Junqing.
"It's okay! Hey! We all look at it!" In the main hall on the first floor, Yan Nan’s sudden come, and he listened to the following.
"Today and spare you, if the next time your eyes dare to stay in Mo Yan's face for less than three seconds, see how I can pack you!" Yao Mozhen whispered.
"How to pack it up? Say it out!" The crisp and bright voice suddenly sounded, and the floor screamed excitedly, but he took a sneak peek at the side.
"Hey, be careful, if you have a case, how can the brocade be told by the ancestors of the cold family?" Han Jinyi said, in exchange for the contempt of the eyes, since the smashing, Han Jinyi again It’s not the cold clothes of the past. The once-heavy wolf has been turned into a small sheep.
"What do you look at! Women, they bully people!" Han Jinyi glanced at the crowd, and immediately leaned on his arms, a grievance.
"Master! Bing Xin help you!" Cold ice heart wants to go forward, they were rushed back to Ray.
"No! You are now full of the month, according to the meaning of the old man, you should not come out..." Ben Lei looked worried at his wife.
"Right, Mo Zhen also asked the Sikong lord and the ghost doorkeeper, how can you not see them?" At this moment, Yao Mozhen has already walked to the main hall on the first floor with the help of the night Junqing.
"They both went fishing together!" Ben Lei responded diligently.
"Look at them for leisure, wait for Bing Xin and Sheng Sheng, they can do something, you are strange, you are fierce... This is the rhythm of the birth of a dragon and a baby?" Yao Mozhen turned and looked at the water Surprised, the last time I met, the watery stomach seems to have not been so exaggerated.
"That's right! The special doctor of the lord specially invited the doctor's pulse, there are two baby sons in it!" Yan Nanzhen proudly opened, suddenly a cold glory came over.
"No one can compare with the son of the lord of the lord, come, repair the flute, let the cuddle hug!" Yan Nan 笙 讨 讨 朝 朝 朝 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝 朝I expected that my son had this trick, and it was not a good time to flash. Yannan’s robes accidentally knocked out the porcelain bowl placed at the table, only listening to the sound of '啪——' Then, Yao Mozhen, hey, cold ice heart and water smashing at the same time abdominal pain is unbearable.
"Jun Qing... I want to be born... It hurts!" Yao Mozhen first realized the seriousness of the problem, and the whole person leaned on the ground.
"Jin Yi! I seem to be born too..."
"Ben Lei... Your son is coming out..."
"Yan Nanhao! You bastard... It hurts..." Seeing the four big-bellied beauty fell to the ground at the same time, the night Junqing and the cold Jinyi they suddenly stupid, at this moment, the inn's door slammed open, When Chu Moxin took Kubuzhe to enter the door, he saw the picture in front of him.
"Zhee, fortunately, you are careful enough... You are still doing what you want! Come in and help!" When the Chu Moxin still felt that Kubuzhe had so many exaggerations with so many doctors, but look at the current situation. Chu Moxin can't help feeling, the lady is high...
There were screams and screams in the inn, and occasionally the baby cried, and it became a pot of porridge. Outside the inn, there is a fascinating figure in the sky, and the long hair of silver and white picks up a fascinating calm and vicissitudes of the wind. On the beautiful face, the eyes are like the eternal springs, with a faint glow.
"The son, it's time to go." There is a follow-up reminder behind the man, the man's thin lips are tight, and the clasped sound whistle is placed on the stone bench next to the inn. The wind rises, the figure disappears, and a single flower is left...
