Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

"Cough," Mo Junyi coughed heavily, and the voice was a little dry, "Of course, of course. That, you just came back after winning the battle, then rest early. I will go back to the palace first. However, you will be sure tomorrow morning Make sure you are on time and do not be late! "

"Wei Chen obeys the purpose." Mo Zichen led the mouth, but there was no smile on his face.

"Hey, you see, you see," Mo Junyi finally couldn't stand the guilty conscience in his heart, his fingers swayed in front of Mo Zichen, shifting the topic, "This kid won't laugh at all. Mrs. Su, you That's right, your father-in-law is an iceberg face. "

Su Biluo froze for a moment, leaving only the embarrassed eyes of Mo Zichen.

Sure enough, Mo Zichen just had a soothing look, and it immediately became heavy.

Mo Junyi waved his hand and took Grandpa Li away.

"Respectfully send to the emperor." Su Bi's knees bowed and saluted also appeared blunt.

No need for Su Biluo to signal, the clever entry into the painting quickly made an excuse, and also slipped away: "Slave girl, slave girl to send the emperor."

Upon leaving the painting, only Mo Zichen and Su Biluo were left.

Mo Zichen immediately turned around and faced Su Biluo, who was suddenly stared at by a pair of evil and sharp ice eyes. His heart was shocked, and he did nothing wrong, but bowed his head inexplicably.

That aura is scary after all. He was so tall and magnificent, so majestic, he straightened out his hand, hooked her small pointed chin, and pointed hard, forcing her to look up at him.

Two Jun Pangs are close at hand, mad | Ye Qingqing's breath is directly on his face, maybe with a bit of annoyance, the fortified lines are full of power, and the sharp, eagle-eyed eyes are staring at themselves like an arrow. To shoot through her heart.

"Say! Who allowed you to walk too close to him?" The angry voice was low and deep, and it was hoarse because of reluctance.

Su Bi's eyes flashed a narrowing: "Is someone jealous?"

Women who are too clever are often not cute, and Mo Zichen feels a little manic because of this rhetorical question.

"Eat him | Mom's ghost vinegar!" He suddenly yelled violently, startled Su Biluo, his eyes were so frightened, his lips slightly opened.

Is this so dumbfounded?

But why is such a small expression that actually caused Mo Zichen's lower abdomen to be hot?

A married woman, who does not need anyone to sting, should keep a distance from other men. If it weren't for her to lose a decent wife, how could he lose a divine favor?

But these are just the angry points in Mo Zichen's heart, but he can't question them in half a sentence.

Face is huge, and strong self-esteem is unwilling to take the guesswork of what she calls "jealous." Besides, Mo Zichen couldn't catch any empirical evidence of the need to pour vinegar barrels. The great thing is to watch Mo Junyi so please Su Suluo.

Visible ghost, can this be proclaimed?

After the roar, all the blood running in Mo Zichen was roaring with a voice, that is, "punish her" "punish her" "punish her" ...

But how to punish?

Almost at the moment when Su Bi's stunned pair of cross-eyed eyes, Mo Zichen followed the instinctive impulse and suddenly swooped down, capturing her lips like a falcon peck at a lark.

Mo Zichen fought fiercely, greedyly, as if crushing and destroying, as for the sweet body fluid in his mouth, he did not hinder, swallowing without thinking.

There was silence in the room, but the tumult in the body was like a boiling ocean, and the waves were horrified. Su Biluo could only die Mo Zichen as if he were the only sleeper to save her.

Perhaps subconsciously, he had longed for this moment for a long time. I have n’t met in half a year, have n’t I? Is it easy to seize this moment, is Mo Zichen still not satisfied?

Su Biluo only felt that the sky was spinning, and I didn't know how long it was before he finally let go of her hand. She gasped slightly and was shocked, he had already grabbed her hand and went away.

She didn't ask him where he was going.

At this moment, even if it is going up the knife mountain and going down the flames, Su Biluo will follow.

However, it did not go up to Daoshan Mountain, nor did it go down into flames. Under the eyes of all eyes, Mo Zichen just tightened her slim waist and flew up to the roof.

At night, the summer heat disappears, the breeze winds, the starlight of summer night and the brilliance of street lights are connected together, colorful and dreamy.

Su Biluo really thinks all this is like dreaming.

Like her wings, she flew in the air with Mo Zichen, across ridges, and street after street, until she easily fell in the courtyard of the General Courtyard of the General's Mansion. Holding her slim waist.

The scent of flowers in the courtyard enters the heart and lungs with the wind, and Su Biluo looks up at Xiang Gong. The enchanting pupils are sprouting and clear, smart and crystal clear.

Mo Zichen took a deep breath and hurled her irresistibly, quickly stepped into the bedroom and closed the door tightly.

Su Biluo's cautious jump, is this the so-called "little win"?

What he is going to do is self-evident.

Su Biluo's face was small, and she was expecting and afraid of being hurt. However, Mo Zichen did not have so many delicate thoughts. He just thought that Su Biluo tonight was beautiful and irritating, and his anger was nowhere to vent, so he could only vent to her.

He suppressed her on the bed, and gave her the weight of the whole person. The overbearing grabbing, the stormy abuse, wave after wave, until she could n’t help but let herself go, and became as fanatical as he was. ...

The day after dawn, the ear heard the little birds squeaking on the branches and singing songs happily.

Mo Zichen then turned down and hugged the subdued Su Biluo tightly in his arms.

His entire arm made her a pillow, and it would become numb in a while. However, he suddenly felt that he would rather have his arm so useless than pulling it out under her neck.

Who exactly punishes such impulsive punishment?

The people under him are dying for life and death, but he is exhausted and half dead.

Su Biluo hides shyly in his arms, "Xiang Gong--" she whispered softly, wanting to remind Mo Zichen when it's time to go, don't forget to go to the morning dynasty, when she left indifferently yesterday, but confessed.

Su Biluo did not understand military affairs, and did not know whether it was a triumphant return. He must deal with or hand over military affairs or accept any rewards, but as a wife, it is always right to remind him.

What if she raised her eyes, she met his cold and wild | wild eyes.

Before looking closely, he suddenly fell down and played the game of chasing his tongue again.

"Um--" She couldn't help but whisper a yell.

Mo Zichen disregarded her already bearing and happily staying up all night, wrapping her under her again ...