Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Su Qianyue's cheek turned red. She didn't open her eyes and didn't speak. She put on her hat and said, "come on, husband?"

Jun Mo sipped his lips, obviously not willing to, but thinking of Su Qianyue's ice deer antlers, he cleverly followed Su Qianyue away.

Big hand gently grasp the corner of Su Qianyue's clothes, like a good child following the teacher.

Su Qianyue didn't laugh angrily, but when she thought that she had become a pro, she felt a little trance.

"Jun Mo Li..."

"My husband." The voice of Jun Mo Li comes from behind. Su Qianyue doesn't have to look back to know how complacent the expression on Jun Mo Li's face is at this time.

She rolled her eyes. She had been married for a long time and began to play.

"My husband."

Su Qianyue's face was expressionless, and her voice didn't make any waves. But Jun Mo Li was very useful. She narrowed her eyes and said, "well, what's the matter with you, lady?"

Looking at Jun Mo from that haughty appearance, Su shallow month white, he turned his head no longer speak.

See Su shallow month didn't speak, the facial expression of Jun Mo leaves begins to become nervous, he probe a way: "angry?"

"No Su Qian's face was expressionless and she went on.

Jun Mo left to bite to bite lower lip, some tangle of grievance way: "you are already my wife, even call me a husband also refuse?"

Jun Mo's good-looking appearance is very aggressive, but it seems to be pitiful at this time.

Su Qianyue was even a Yan Kong, so for a while, her heart became a lump of old yogurt.

She kneaded Jun Mo Li's hair helplessly, but because the height difference between them was too big, even if she only stood on tiptoe, she could only touch Jun Mo Li's temples, but this goal was achieved.

Jun Mo Li rubs his face against Su Qianyue's hand like a little suckling cat praying for love.

His face was full of contented smiles.

"What was your mother angry about?" Jun Mo from seem to be suddenly aware of the same, askew head to ask a way.

Su Qianyue touched the tip of her nose and looked back at Jun Mo: "there is no reason for a woman to be angry."

This sentence choked Jun Mo Li. Seeing the latter's shriveled appearance, Su Qianyue chuckled.

But before she could continue to speak, she felt a murderous air coming towards her.

She subconsciously moved her eyes to the past, a breeze blowing, blowing up the thin white gauze in front of the hat, which also let her see the figure in front of her.

The ancestors of the Qin family and master Fang.

I'm afraid these two people found the specific location of the extremely cold ice fire in a special way.

Su Qianyue touched Dantian, and her temperament was slightly cold.

Jun Mo left her behind, indifferent looking at the two uninvited guests.

Qin's father and Fang's father looked at them with vigilance.

Jun Mo left them is seen, but behind the man wearing a hat, body shape is surprisingly familiar.

Master Fang flies forward with a swish. Jun Moli's eyes are slightly cold, and he doesn't hesitate to make a hand. But just at the moment of making a hand, the ancestor of the Qin family suddenly turns his palm into a claw, and the sharp spirit comes straight at Su Qianyue.

This is about to be forcibly plundered?

Su Qianyue sneered. She didn't start. Her fingertips moved a little. The spirit power dissipated in the air at that moment, and then in the next second, she made a huge spirit array.

"The nine turns of the ink lotus array -- rise."

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