My Little Mom is the Richest

"Why don't you wake me up early?" Annoyed, he covered his head with a quilt, my God! What are the eyes of those two little girls?

"Mu Qiu said, you were too tired last night, you should have more rest." Ning Ran said, suddenly laughed, "Ha ha...Ming Yuejun sister, Mu Qiu loves you very much!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Continue to cover his head with the quilt. Recalling the confusion last night, the shy mood was gradually replaced by a deep wave of weakness and pain. When did it start to change? How did the sweet taste become so sour? She...clearly has worked so hard to figure it out. He called herself "little moon" so affectionately, but why did she become "Ruoer" in the end, but...this seems to be more reasonable, doesn't it? He has always loved her-Qingruoshui! So, why should he treat himself this way? So... to provoke yourself?

"Sister Mingyue Jun! If you get up again, the lunch time will be over! If this is passed, I don't know what it will be like!" Calmly teased, "Okay! I lied to you, no one will be messed up." That said, at most I would only say that Mu Qiu loves you very much! Get up and wash!"

This little girl, who doesn't know anything, will talk nonsense, but... it's not unreasonable. Mingyue Jun sat up, thinking to himself that he really can't stay in bed anymore, he must get up and wash... wash! Yes, in the situation like that last night, besides a little soreness, why is it so refreshing? Even the bedding has been changed, my God! Did you miss something?

"No need to look! Mu Qiu has already bathed you, and we have changed the bedding." Ningxiang was talking this time. Compared to Ning Ran's excitement, she was obviously calmer, and she didn't look at it because of her words. Mingyue-kun, who has become like a cooked shrimp, dresses for her, while condensingly said to her: "Don't talk about it, go to the cloth meal!"

Seeing Ning Ran going out, when she and Ning Xiang were the only two left in the room, Mingyue Jun said calmly: "In the afternoon, you find a chance to find refuge in the soup."

"Why? Mu Qiu is very good to you?" Ningxiang replied lukewarm.

"Don't worry, the promise I once made to you will not change." Mingyue Jun was not surprised by her attitude.

"I thought you had forgotten, or..." Ningxiang's expression was obviously softer, but then she frowned. "You don't have to do this for this promise. After all, it's hard for a man like Mu Qiu to do so. Look, let alone he is so kind to you. And I know that even if you are with Mu Qiu, you will definitely take care of me and Ning Ran."

"Don't be guilty! This is not your problem." Mingyue Jun said thoughtfully.

"why?"

"Silly girl, I said, you won't understand..."

"...Okay, avoid the soup, I'll get it for you."

"Well, thanks! Be careful!"

"You don't need to tell me, I know." After all, this is the imperial palace, how could it be so blatant about something as sensitive as Bizitang...

The new year is approaching, and three months later, Haoyu's five-year event-Wanfang Competition will be ushered in. The founder of this event was Haoyu Shidi Feng Haoyang, and the purpose was to commemorate his hardworking queen Shui Linglong, reminding time that men, women's talents are not inferior to men, and should not be arbitrarily lowly. So once every five years, the competition is all-encompassing for Haoyu women.