My Two-dimensional Wife is a Rebirth

Joan blamed herself a little.

"Uh, what does it matter, Shi is my wife, Joan of Arc, you are the same, I treat you as wives, it has nothing to do with getting a certificate," Mu Xiaoxiao said angrily, hanging dead fish eyes, "If you are very concerned, wait for a chance, and we will also go to get the certificate."

"Well, what do you care about...just a little..."

Joan lowered her head slightly shyly, very embarrassed.

"So let's just go and get the certificate," Mu Xiaoxiao giggled, "I've already thought about having a big wedding at that time, none of you can escape, Joan of Arc, would you like to?"

"I...well," Joan finally nodded, looked at Mu Xiaoxiao's shy smile, stretched out her hand, hugged him, and said softly, "I am willing."

Being suffocated by the pair of murder weapons again, Mu Xiaoxiao struggled a bit before breaking free, pursed her lips and rubbed it viciously, "Damn thing, see if I don't teach it a lesson."

"Huh? Wait, little..."

After another lingering, Mu Xiaoxiao and Joan of Arc calmed down, hugged each other and enjoyed the aftermath of the incident. For some reason, Mu Xiaoxiao didn't feel sleepy anymore. Seeing that he wasn't asleep, Joan of Arc didn't want to sleep either.

For two people whose attributes are far beyond ordinary people, this level is really not very tiring.

"What's wrong? Xiaoxiao?"

Seeing that he had been silent and silently looking at the ceiling, as if he had something on his mind, Joan couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing, I just remembered something. It's been so long since I came to the Lord God Space in the blink of an eye," Mu Xiaoxiao murmured, "I haven't even gone back to see it yet."

When controlling the main god's space, Mu Xiaoxiao could go back, but he didn't.

"go back?"

"Ah, my own world."

In this way, she has never been to Mu Xiaoxiao's world.

"Are you homesick?"

"Home?" Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head and sneered, "The home there is gone, and I'm the only one. To be honest, I have nothing to miss, just a bit of a sigh."

Looking at his helpless expression, Joan was silent for a few seconds, stretched out her arms to wrap his arms around him, and hugged him tenderly, "Don't you have a home now? The Lord God Space, and we, will be with you. "

"Well... I know," Mu Xiaoxiao sniffed the fragrance on the girl's body, and said sullenly, "Thank you, Joan of Arc."

"Aren't I your wife? Why do you still have to say thank you?" Joan of Arc smiled softly, "These are what I should do."

"Hmph, if you call yourself your wife so soon, and you take the first step, if Shiki knows, I don't know what it will be like."

Mu Xiaoxiao chuckled, seeing Jeanne's aggrieved expression, "It's still a trivial matter. If Heizhen knew about it, the outbreak would probably be more serious."

"..."

"However, these are not important things, and they are not so stingy," Mu Xiaoxiao said, blinking his eyes, "Joan of Arc, I suddenly want to hear you call me husband, can you call me a few words? "

"this......"

"My wife, please call me a few words, I want to hear."

"Woo...Old...Grandpa."

"Hey, it makes me feel so comfortable, my wife."

Why do these words sound so weird?

Joan was ashamed.

Chapter 853 The Old King's Expectations and Hopes

"Father......"

The next day, Angela came to her father's palace early. What happened last night made her a little insomnia, and she was a little concerned, but her father issued a password to prevent them from spreading this matter. The Earl and Princess Angela could only agree.

However, when I came here early in the morning, I saw that the old king who had just woken up looked pretty good. Princess Angela opened her eyes wide in surprise.

It seems that it has been a long time since I saw my father's face so good.

"Father, you look good?"

"It's okay, I slept more comfortably last night," the old king also felt that his body became much more relaxed, thinking about what happened last night, especially the green light given to him by the mysterious man in black before leaving , made his health a lot better, which was very exciting for the old king.

Did you sleep more comfortably last night?

Father, he was threatened by those men in black, and his life might even be threatened. How could father still sleep so soundly?

Angela smelled a different atmosphere.

"Father, don't you..."

"Your Majesty," the guard's voice came from outside the door, "Earl Essenwen begs to see you."

"Let him in..."

The old king waved his hand, and the Earl of Essenwen, who was dressed as a knight, saluted Princess Angela when he came in, but he was also stunned when he saw the king's rosy complexion.

"Your Majesty, your complexion looks pretty good?"

"Haha, Angela was talking about this just now," the old king laughed, seemingly in a good mood?Even though this kind of thing happened only last night, Earl Esenwen also had a bad premonition.

"Come to see me at this time, Esenwen, what's the matter?"

"Yes, about the assassins last night," Esenwen's face sank, "Your Majesty, do you want to blockade the whole city and find those assassins? I have prepared soldiers and united..."