Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Jun Mo left his place for a long time, and was reluctant to Su Qianyue.

Because of her height, Su Qianyue is a head shorter than Jun Moli.

At this time, Su Qianyue is like a half year old child.

Jun Mo from the tangled lips, some of the threat of a look at the corner.

Juechen's step is staggering. Your highness, let him give your highness a step!

Your highness, your highness, can't you just refuse the princess?

Show me the way you used to refuse those girls! Your highness, I will always be your spiritual support behind you!

But these words juechen also dare to say in the heart, for Jun Mo leave, he still has no courage.

"Ai Ai, if you want juechen, I will quit. I tell you, I have a bad temper too!"

As soon as Su Qianyue sees juechen coming out, she immediately refuses to help and stops juechen from coming forward.

Towards the poor eyes of Jun Mo Li, she turned a blind eye, raised her chin high, and was unruly.

Junmo left with a thump in his heart. He knew that he had no reason to talk to Su Qianyue, but

"No dust."

He opened his mouth directly, and juechen didn't follow. It was just the posture that the princess swore to stop.

"How about Do you want to cut vegetables? "

Su Qianyue thinks that maybe she is too much. For Jun Mo Li, who has a serious habit of cleanliness, making a fire is a difficult thing for him.

Jun Mo leaves to looking at Su shallow month that tiny careful facial expression, for a long time just ordered a bit of that reserve expensive head, small voice of EH.

Seeing his awkward expression, Su Qianyue smiles and looks like the crescent moon hanging in the sky.

Gentle and hazy, beautiful.

Although Jun Mo Li doesn't change at all on the surface, there seems to be something crispy at the bottom of his heart

Ten thousand years ago, Jun Moli already knew that the inevitable war had brought great losses to the demons, especially the demons, who were almost exterminated!

Looking at the face in the pot began to slowly fade the raw white, into the white, Su Qianyue came forward, carefully smell the taste.

But she didn't know what it was like to be familiar with her face. She could only pretend to be calm and a chef.

Behind his hands, he picked up Jun Mo Li's carrot and diced meat from his side, grabbing and throwing them at will.

Action is flowing!

So that Su Qianyue has to believe that she is a chef.

A bowl of steaming noodles is soon served on the table. Su Qianyue holds her cheeks in both hands and looks forward to Jun Mo Li.

She didn't want Jun Mo Li to show such amazing expression. She just wanted to see how long her face could stay in Jun Mo Li's mouth.

So, her eyes looked at the chopsticks that Jun Moli stretched to the bowl, and she wanted to go forward and pick a chopstick to put in Jun Moli's mouth.

Eating is so elegant and natural that Su Qianyue can't help thinking of the 21st century's hand grasping rice. If Jun Moli lived there, wouldn't eating be a problem?

Jun Mo from looking at hand grab rice but no way to start expression, think about it feel incredible.

Thinking of this, Su Qianyue couldn't help laughing.

Jun Mo leaves the chopsticks that originally picked half empty, the deep Mou son doubts of cast away Su shallow month one eye.

"It's OK. You eat your food."

Seeing that Junmo Li stops because of herself, Su Qianyue quickly pushes the bowl in front of him toward Junmo Li, for fear that Junmo will not eat the bowl of her carefully made noodles.

"It seems that the lady would like to eat this bowl of noodles for her husband."

Jun Mo doesn't want to eat any more. He looks at Su Qianyue who is dull for a moment.

"If you know, eat, isn't it what you said you wanted to eat?"

Su Qianyue's mouth was toward the bowl of noodles, with a tired expression because of making noodles.

Jun Mo left although speechless, but looking at her so vivid appearance, or slightly bent lips.

Su put the chopsticks in her eyes.

Su Qianyue carefully stares at Jun Mo Li's facial expression without any change.

Seeing this, Su Qianyue couldn't help but bow her head in frustration.

Is Jun Mo Li's expression management a little better? There is no flaw at all.

Jun Mo left the mouth at this time, Su Qianyue may never feel.

The miscellaneous seasonings piled together did not play any role, except to add a little bad smell.

“…… The noodles are very strong

For a long time, Jun Mo from light voice, but fortunately he said is noodles strong way, if he dare to say noodles are not familiar, with Su shallow month temper, directly jump up to hit him?

"Really?"

Su shallow month doubts to pick eyebrow, some can't believe of looking at the noodles in his bowl.

"I'll have one, too."Said, she picked up the chopsticks ready to pick noodles, but was Jun Mo from a pair of chopsticks accurately stopped.

"This is what the lady makes for her husband. Don't rob her for her husband."

Jun Mo from smiling face Yingying looking at Su Qianyue, facial expression management of excellent him, Su Qianyue can't see anything wrong.

The spirit power in the air suddenly stagnates. Su Qianyue keenly feels that there is something wrong with Dantian. She will be promoted again?!

Since her elixir field was strengthened by the fire of the wood field, her cultivation speed is as fast as that of an airplane. She was promoted to level 8 of the spirit just yesterday. Today, she just made a bowl of noodles for Jun Mo Li, but she will be promoted again.

She looked up at Jun Mo Li, who was still leisurely eating noodles. Her calm face seemed to be eating a delicacy instead of biochemical weapons.

Su Qianyue simply didn't think about it any more. She meditated on the spot and realized the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

Jun Mo from see her settled, this just stopped that eat noodles hand, helplessly looking at Su shallow month smile.

Lady, it's the first time I've seen you make noodles so bad.

Juechen lowered his head and came forward. He didn't see anything, and he didn't know anything.

Your highness just came to help the princess to find a miracle doctor to recover the elixir field. Such a highness can't get out!

Yes, that's right!

After thinking about it, he raised his fist and gave a heavy hum.

Until Jun Mo Li glanced at him with his cold and indifferent eyes, he was flustered and bowed his head, sweating.

At a glance, it seems that I want to see everything in my heart.

"Your Highness, this side..." I'll throw it for you.

Juechen hasn't finished the second half of the sentence, Jun Mo Li will move the line of sight to the bowl, like a blade of thin lips suddenly gently bent up.

"It's delicious. She made it. It's delicious."

Maybe Jun Mo Li didn't find it. He repeated it twice, leaving juechen in the same place. In a moment, his mind crossed a myriad of colors, then the rough sea, and those messy things. These pictures were suddenly sucked in by a whirlpool. Instead, he laughed softly in front of his eyes and pointed to a bowl of unknown objects to say that they were delicious Your highness?

I'm afraid the world is really mysterious.

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