Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 846 Oh, come on

When it comes to the four treasures of the study, Gu Motou is so anxious!

Seeing Mo Xiaowan entangled Gu Qianzhong, who was like a heavenly king, Yuan Zhen covered her mouth and laughed for a while.

Gu Motou stared straight at her, cursing: "Gloating, you little heartless."

Pulled by Mo Xiaowan, with so many guests in Shangshu's Mansion watching the fun, his reputation was ruined once, who will sell his face in the future?
But this stinky girl can't be beaten or scolded.

In desperation, he just moved out of the study to discuss things and threatened Xuanyuanchen.

"Junior brother, if you don't care about your woman, I won't be polite to you old man."

"Small bowl, the stewed beef in Shangshu's mansion is better than that in Bawang's mansion."

The corner of Xuanyuanchen's mouth twitched, and he went to pull Mo Xiaowan's wrist. She didn't eat much for breakfast, but when she heard the sauce beef, her stomach was rumbling with hunger, and she was finally willing to let go of Gu Motou.

Hearing that Mo Xiaowan mentioned the Four Treasures of the Study again, Gu Motou was very anxious.

With a leather pen, I followed a piece of sauced beef on the table and slipped away.

If there were not too many people in Shangshu, Mo Xiaowan really wanted to yell at Gu Motou: "You come back, little princess, I promise not to kill you."

After the luncheon, Xuanyuanchen boarded the carriage back home with Mo Xiaowan.

Walking all the way to the Eighth Prince's Mansion, Mo Xiaowan was very dissatisfied, twisting his body around him.

"Why did you go back to the house so early? Cough, didn't you agree to peek at Sister Ting and Su Ziyu's bridal chamber?"

Xuanyuanchen was stunned for a few breaths, and when he came back to his senses, the corners of his mouth relaxed, gently scratching her jade-like nose.

"Little heartless, my king is leaving for Ouyang country tomorrow."

"What happened to Ouyang country?"

Mo Xiaowan buried her head on his shoulder, and smiled foolishly: "When I go to Ouyang Country, I also want to peek at Sister Ting and Su Ziyu's bridal chamber."

To go to Ouyang country, we will be separated for several months.

Going to Ouyang country, you have to think about it day and night.

In fact, he was very reluctant.

But this little heartless person was still stalking a few days ago, and wanted to go to Ouyang country with him.

Seeing that parting was imminent, she didn't feel sad at all?
"Brother is right, you are too naughty, if you don't fight for a day, you will go to the house to expose the tiles."

Xuanyuanchen, who was extremely disappointed in his heart, vented his inner anger, and twitched her little butt lightly, then leaned down and gritted his teeth: "The lady is really in a good mood, why don't the king and the lady have a bridal chamber in the carriage..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

What, in the carriage?

Mo Xiaowan blushed from choking on the saliva?

He is going to Ouyang country. This parting will last for a few months.

In order to fear that the ashes of the Changchun Palace would resurface, he even paid a high price to let Gu Motou guard the Eight Princes' Mansion.

But this little heartless person has no sadness of parting at all, and is full of thoughts about peeking at Cheng Pingting and Su Ziyu's bridal chamber.

He lost to Cheng Pinting and Su Ziyu, a certain king felt very uncomfortable.

It must be that he didn't impress the little girl deeply enough, it must be that he didn't want enough.

"Don't go back to the mansion yet, the carriage will circle the moat."

After ordering Lei Ling who was driving outside, Xuanyuanchen's eyes were as bright as a wild beast preying on them, and a pair of scorching pupils locked Mo Xiaowan firmly.

Mo Xiaowan was taken aback by his fierce eyes, and said weakly, "Really?"

"What does the lady think?"

Xuanyuanchen's big palms were around her back, and Mo Xiaowan clung tightly to her body in an embarrassing posture, exclaiming softly: "Ah!"

As soon as a sound came out of her throat, her delicate lips were sealed tightly by a certain master's domineering kiss.

Sliding the belt of the robe, a pair of thick palms poked in along with the carriage...

(End of this chapter)