On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Chapter 902 Jealous
Nan Wan was still drunk, but she always felt as if a huge boulder was pressing down on her body, making her breathless.

She felt very uncomfortable and instinctively stretched out her hand to push away. Mo Yan held Nan Wanyan's boneless wrist with one hand and clasped it on the bedside. He held her waist tightly with the other hand and couldn't stop for a moment.

It had been too long since he had been close to her, and he was out of control when he got involved with her. He felt like he was about to lose control completely, and he had even begun to be reckless...

But at this critical moment, the door of Xiyue Palace was suddenly pushed open.

The little steamed dumpling with a smile on his face had just stepped half way in, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Mo Yan pressing on Nan Wanyan.

Her expression changed, and she immediately covered her mouth and screamed, "Ah——"

Little Steamed Dumpling didn't mean to break up such a scene, but after they returned to the palace today, Ye Qianfeng went to Zhangui Palace to find them.

She was the only one who woke up at that time, and Ye Qianfeng looked nervous and solemn. He said that he had not seen his mother in Xiyue Palace and had heard about their assassination. He was anxious to see them first and prepare some things for his mother. Many medicinal supplements.

She briefly told him about the situation, and then someone said that her mother was back, and Ye Qianfeng asked her to bring him to see her.

She knew that Ye Qianfeng was very kind to her mother, and she liked him quite a bit, so it was impossible not to help her, so she patted her chest and brought Ye Qianfeng with her.

Who would have thought that when I first arrived, I would encounter such a scene that was not suitable for children.

Little Steamed Dumpling hurriedly rushed into the hall, closing the door leaving only a gap, and stared at the confused Ye Qianfeng outside the door with his dark eyes.

There was still a hint of shock on the little steamed dumpling's pink face, "I'm sorry, Uncle Qianfeng, but please wait outside for a while while I kiss her..."

"It's not convenient for you to come in anyway."

Before Ye Qianfeng could respond, she quickly closed the palace door with quick eyes and hands, and walked straight towards Mo Yan with a frown on her face.

"What are you doing!" Little Steamed Dumpling aggressively stepped forward to question him.

The voice of the little steamed dumpling just now brought Mo Yan back to his senses. He immediately came back to his senses and hurriedly tidied up Nan Wanyan's clothes that he had messed up.

Mo Yan pretended to look normal and turned over to sit on the edge of the bed. He looked at his daughter lovingly and couldn't help but reach out and rub her head. "Your mother's legs hurt. Let me massage her."

massage?

Who are you lying to!
Xiao Steamed Dumpling immediately narrowed his eyes and glanced suspiciously at Nan Wanyan, who was frowning on the bed.

When she came in just now, she smelled a hint of alcohol. She thought her mother must have been drunk again. Mo Yan definitely took advantage of her mother's unpreparedness and did something bad!
She deftly avoided Mo Yan's touch, puffed out her cheeks and stared at him angrily, "Don't try to lie to me!" "Mother is in a bad mood and is not in good health right now. If you bully me, I’ll tell her your true identity!”

Although Xiao Zhanjiao's tone was full of threats, his eyes were clear and simple, and there was no real threat at all.

Mo Yan knew his daughter well, and naturally knew that she would not really do this. He smiled and pointed to the bleeding wound on his left upper arm, "I'm already like this, how can I bully your mother? ?”

"Don't worry, no matter what from now on, I will never let you get hurt again, I promise."

Mo Yan's words were very sincere, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes. Little Steamed Dumpling glanced at him dubiously, then turned her eyes to the arm in his hand, and she felt a little softer.

But she still said awkwardly, "Humph, I guess you're wise."

A smile appeared on Mo Yan's thin lips, and he placed his palm on the steamed dumpling head again with relief and tenderness, "Little girl."

Little Steamed Dumpling didn't dodge this time, his ears were still a little red, and his eyes were complicated and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

But she just let Mo Yan's hand stay on top of her head for two seconds, and then quickly took it away, "Stop rubbing it! Mother said you won't grow taller like this!"

"I'm a big kid now, not like I was when I was a kid. If you like to rub, go and rub An'an and make trouble. These two little monkeys are really eager for you to go and see them!"

He said this with anger, Mo Yan saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but feel even more happy.

"Okay, no more rubbing." He responded softly, suddenly thought of something, raised his eyebrows and glanced in the direction of the palace entrance, "Why did you come to see your mother?"

"Just now I saw you closed the door in a hurry and seemed to say something to the people outside. Who is here?"

If it were Feng Yang, he must have barged in suspiciously at this moment.

Hearing Mo Yan's question, Xiao Zhanjiao suddenly lowered his head with guilt.

She twisted her sleeves, her heart beating wildly.

It's over, it's over, she brought other men to her mother's bedroom, and was caught by her own father.

If she told her, wouldn't her biological father be jealous to death?
(End of this chapter)