The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 477 How to be responsible?

Mo Linyuan pushed open the door and walked in slowly. He kept in mind Nanny Ning's words over and over again, with a serious expression on his face.

In the room, incense was used to soothe the nerves. The girl was standing in front of the bookshelf, rummaging carefully.

The blue silk hangs down like a brocade, reflecting her fair and picturesque little face.

Those clear and bright eyes flicked through a lot of boring ancient books, and finally found a picture book under the iron shoes.

Because she is very boring right now.

But before the drawing book could be taken down, it floated up by itself.

Looking back, the familiar face of the young man, quite serious, came into her eyes.

He changed out of his obscene clothes, and the green robe was light and elegant, like home clothes, so it was loose and casual.Compared with the usual publicity, there is more quiet elegance.

But those frowning sword eyebrows were a bit fierce.

Zhuang Jiangyu closed her hands slightly, wondering if she had done something wrong.

"I didn't move your things on purpose, I was just a little bored..."

Perhaps it was because of her discomfort, she didn't tease Mo Linyuan as usual, and even her voice softened a little.

Mo Linyuan glanced at her, but did not blame her, but raised his hand, and handed over the picture book she wanted.

Then he hugged her and walked to the bed.

"You ran out of bed without your shoes on, do you want to get rid of the root of the disease? You say I deserve to die all day long, how about you?"

Zhuang Jiang was put on the bed and was immediately reprimanded by Mo Linyuan.

Holding the drawing book, she watched the boy reach out and gently hold her cool little feet.The warmth penetrated through the skin, making her eyes brighten.

Once upon a time, she was the hope of others, so they tried their best to please her and pursue her...

Do what she wants, be what she likes.

They were like layers of fog trying to cover her eyes.

What they care about is her status; what they pursue is her perfection and the benefits they can get after they get her.

But she is not stupid, she will not sit still.

Because she had firmly established the only thought in her heart a long, long time ago, in those extremely dark years that no one could understand.

She didn't know how far away the little Hades was, how stubborn and terrifying, and how unreasonable he was.

She only knew that in that rain of swords, lights and swords, he was the only one who stood in front of her without hesitation, protecting her from the wind and rain.

That scene was deeply and forever imprinted in the heart of the little girl with muddy face, whom he thought was dumb.

Gently holding Zhuang Jiang's exquisite jade feet, Mo Linyuan raised his eyes and wanted to reprimand her.

But I saw that the girl's eyes were clouded and flushed.

She looked at him quietly, as if there were thousands of words in her eyes, but she couldn't say them.

"Jiang'er, what's wrong with you?"

Stretching out his hand to caress the girl's fair and delicate face, he didn't intend to scold her, he was just a little worried.

Zhuang Jiang came back to his senses after hearing the words.Raising her jade hand slightly, she hugged Mo Linyuan tightly.

"Brother Linyuan, do you still want to be responsible to Jiang Er now?"

she asked softly.

Thinking about Mo Linyuan's serious expression today, the sadness in her heart was tainted with a smile.

She knew that Mo Linyuan might not be able to hide from the first pillow, but he could definitely hide from the second pillow.

At all, he was deliberately hit by himself.

Mo Linyuan patted the young girl's back, her phoenix eyes were smiling, and her slightly hooked thin lips seemed to be stained with bewitchment.

"Responsible, why not responsible?"

"Then how do you want to be responsible?"

Zhuang Jiang pushed him away, interested.

Until the next moment, Mo Linyuan took out a blank imperial decree and placed it in front of her.

"Come on, hold the pen. Father said, you can write whatever you want."

Zhuang Jiang: When I didn't say...

(End of this chapter)