Folding wings

Before he finished laughing, the hands that were being held shrank back again. Mo Jihan's face was tense, and he pushed him away forcefully, standing up and about to leave.

Ren Ji hurriedly dragged him back, hugged his waist like a rascal, and even tightly wrapped his arms together: "Oh, don't leave again, I'm looking for you for dinner, so I won't drink today. It's really a serious meal, and I'll leave after eating, okay?"

Without letting go, he turned his head and shouted: "Dinner, eater."

Then he said to Mo Jihan: "You are not allowed to leave, if you don't nod, I will never let go."

Mo Jihan's face was blue, white and red, and finally said stiffly: "You let go."

As soon as the words fell, the footsteps outside approached, Zheng Hai asked for instructions: "Your Majesty, the dinner has been delivered." Ren Ji succeeded, and he was very happy

let go.

Zheng Hai took Mo Yan and Liu Ying to set up the dining table properly, and Ren Ji didn't send everyone away this time, he took Mo Jihan and was about to sit down, but Mo Jihan threw him away, and immediately turned his head and said: "Okay Okay, you sit down as you like, I won’t move you.” With a smile on his face, he sat down first.

Mo Jihan's face turned darker, and he wanted to move the chair farther away, but he didn't want Ren Ji's long legs to hook one of the chair legs, and said with a smile, "Sit down."

Zheng Hai didn't mention it, Mo Yan's eyes almost fell out of their sockets, and he forgot to move the chopsticks when he stretched out. Go down and stand up.

Mo Jihan's food was tasteless, but he was helpless with the chopsticks that Ren Ji repeatedly stretched out to his mouth. Ren Ji was sure of his personality of "death to save face", and he coaxed Mo Jihan to eat more than half of it with both soft and hard methods, and then he happily let go. .He did what he said, after eating, he removed the bowls and chopsticks, and left as he said.

Zheng Hai followed closely behind, and before leaving, he still grabbed Mo Yan's arm and dragged her away.

Ren Ji was in a good mood, with the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said to Zheng Hai as he walked, "Look, he has a tough and awkward temper, how did he grow up to be a general? Change, I actually lost in the hands of such a piece of wood."

Sighed again, and continued to laugh after sighing: "But the personality is really interesting, see the expression, hahaha."

Mo Yan opened his mouth again and again at the back, and when he heard "hahaha", he couldn't hold back his words anymore, but he didn't make a sound, his arm hurt, and his mouth was tightly covered.

Zheng Hai listened to Ren Ji talking in front, and after much deliberation, he didn't know how to reply, so he had to play haha ​​with him. Fortunately, his master was in a good mood, and he didn't care about the slave's casual perfunctory. Looking at the emperor in a good mood, it seems that this paragraph Life is easier.

Seeing Mo Yan being dragged away, Liu Ying couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Finally, she was able to worry less, and she couldn't help but thank Eunuch Zheng very much. If you can't control your mouth, if you don't keep it clean, something will happen.

After tidying up the house, Liu Ying soaked a pot of incense and brought it in, then quietly retreated, closed the door, took Zhang Xiudun and sat obediently three steps away from the door to wait.

In the room, Mo Jihan let out an annoyed □□, wishing he could hit his head to death, God, what the hell is going on with him! !

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Oh my God, I finally got it up, it’s so pumping

The bigger the person is, the more the mental pressure will really increase. Is it really so unreasonable not to want to get married? . . . . .