"Okay!" Bai Weiwei reached out and covered his lips.
Mo Qianxun's lips raised a gratifying smile: "Lady, remember this sentence! Don't think about it anymore in the future!"
Bai Weiwei flashed the meaning of crimson, pouting his mouth, and muttering: "How can people think about it, not because someone is so good. I promise you, but you will leave you in the future.
Those women are far away! For example, the widow in the village, what lady outside ... "
Mo Qianxun couldn't laugh and laughed, and went to her hair: "How can there be any widow Li? I don't know the lady outside. I only know my lady! I will go around if I see a woman in the future, can I go?"
"Okay, you can say it!" Bai Weiwei raised his face with a small face.
There was a hint of light in Mo Qianxun's eyes, and she smiled and gently scratched her pretty nose: "You often say that everyone is equal, so it should be equal between husband and wife. Are you too?
Want to be far away from those wild men? "
"What ... What is a wild man?" Bai Weiwei stunned.
Blinking and blinking, then understood that what he said must be Prince Bao Mo Ling!
This man, it turned out to be jealous!
If the dexterity is about to be bold again, he dares to call the emperor's younger brother as a wild man!
Bai smiled slightly, leaning on his chest like a kitten, and the little hand unconsciously clamped his coarse cloth, said, "Rest assured! Chihiro, yesterday, such as yesterday, I died yesterday.
Forgot, I don't have any other emotions for him now, I believe me, I won't have it in the future. "
Mo Qianxun listened to the corner of her mouth with such a warm words, and a whispered poem written by the scriptures on the table on the corner of the eyes: "Who do you write these to write these?"
Bai Weiwei glanced at the poems that wrote a few poems, and his voice was gentle and soft, saying: "It really wrote to Mo Ling, but I don’t have any other meaning to him.
! No matter how you say this time he saved me, he was more interested in these poems, and it was not difficult. I just wrote it to him.
Do you want me to be a person who knows the grace? "
Mo Qianxun narrowed his eyes, and said, "Well! You promise me, after these poems are given to him, you have to keep a distance from him!" It is best not to travel ...
Bai slightly nodded: "Okay! I promise you!"
Mo Chihiro finally relieved.
Bai Weiwei felt that Mo Qianxun was a child in front of her, and he was a rare baby in his eyes.
Thinking of this, Bai Weiwei suddenly remembered one thing. The one who had passed through her never came, so her face became shy again, lowered her head and dragged his clothes, and her low language: "Thousands of
Looking for, I have n’t been married in the past few months, I do n’t, no ... you said, will I get pregnant? "
Mo Qianxun stunned, and looked at her flat abdomen subconsciously, and laughed at her: "We slightly, my good wife, I really miss you now, I am pregnant with my child."