Bewitching prince my husband

"Cough!" Ouyang Mo on the left coughed suddenly as if he was feeling uncomfortable. It was so loud that it stunned me for a moment. His face, which had been severely cold for thousands of years, was a little stiff, "Xiao Tuo, Jing'er doesn't like strangers. , and is very clingy to you, will it delay your recuperation?"

Slightly stunned, he took a look at Liujing, who was eating from pine nut cakes to sweet-scented osmanthus products in Wuqu, and felt a little more cute, so he couldn't help laughing, "Why? I'm very happy to have Xiaojing by my side."

I suddenly realized that Ouyang Mo came here in the rain because he was worried that Liujing would be too entangled with me and delay my injury. I was very moved, and it really is Brother Mo who is caring!

"That's good." Ouyang Mo nodded expressionlessly.

Then, the pavilion suddenly became quiet again, only the sound of Liu Jing gnawing on something was heard.

He couldn't help raising his eyes to glance at An Pingzhen who had been silent all this time, wondering why he came?I didn't see him speak for a long time, and I retracted my neck with a sore neck, too lazy to explore.

The maid who poured hot tea for us came and went, went and came again, three times, but there was no movement of these three people. It seemed that the tea was quite delicious, and they all tasted it quietly. There is no one to share my experience, and in the silence, there is only Liu Jing's moderate voice dozing off, which is cute.

After sitting for a long time, I was also a little tired. After seeing that none of the three had moved, I got up and said, "Go on, you three. I'm tired. I'll go back to my room to rest for a while."

Ignoring them as I said, I didn't even need an umbrella, and braved the rain that was still as thin as silk, I left the pavilion.After walking a few steps, there was an extra umbrella on top of my head. I looked up slightly, and now Anping really didn't wear a mask. That beautiful face just came into my eyes.

Finally, I understand why he has to put on a mask all the time. If such a beautiful face is not covered up, how much uproar will it cause in the martial arts world?

"Your injury is not yet healed. If you catch a cold, it will definitely be more troublesome." When I saw him, An Pingzhen didn't have any excessive expressions on his face, neither cold nor indifferent, just indifferent, without much emotional ups and downs, no fluctuations ;Different from Ouyang Mo's innate coldness and coolness, this man's 'no emotion' is more comfortable.

Can't help but nod, yes.

His legs are very slender, and his steps are naturally much larger than mine, but at this moment, in order to match my slowness, he took unnaturally small steps, which looked like he was moving.

Involuntarily, I laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" He seemed to be watching my every move. When I smiled, he asked, curiously, but also cautiously, as if he was afraid of disturbing my interest.

"When I blocked that sword, I didn't think about anything. Even if it was another cat or dog, I would still block it, so you don't need to remember." Although half of what he said was a lie, I still hope he can I understand, I don't want him to let go of his attitude towards me because of this matter, this man can't do such low-level things at first glance, a waiter, why should he wrong himself?

To put it bluntly, I also acted out of selfishness for that sword, as if I was blocking it for that man, so that the pain in my heart would be relieved, so I blocked it without hesitation.

"I'm just holding an umbrella for you, too," he said.

I was taken aback, smiled silently, and continued to walk slowly. For some reason, I felt that the road was much smoother, and my walking pace was much more brisk.

Anping is really like a gentleman, he just sent me back to the door of the room, told me to rest more, don't get tired, and left without disturbing me any more.

Looking at the back figure that was leaving tall and straight, he bit his nails involuntarily.This man is always similar to that man in some way, but it has nothing to do with it.

He lowered his eyes, but just happened to look at his stomach, and after a moment of surprise, he smiled again.Gently put his hand on it, turned around and closed the door, and walked slowly back into the room.

There is a new life in this belly, not just me.

This is the only bond with that man.

The martial arts conference is even bigger than imagined.

Not to mention the huge crowds, because those who don't have invitations can't come in, but there are quite a few people from all sects and sects, and the open space of several acres is full of people, either sitting or standing.

The so-called competition arena is just a relatively high level ground, no one cares about whether it is luxurious or not, and the person who can stand on it from now on must be the new overlord of the martial arts.

I was injured, and Ouyang Mo asked me to sit with several famous seniors in the martial arts for private use.

However, fortunately, there is Liu Jing sitting in my arms, which makes me feel a lot more at ease.

An Pingzhen and Meng Qingsi were also guests of honor, but they were placed on the side very far away from me. To see it, I had to turn my head. The position was just blocked by the crowd of prominent seats, so I couldn't see clearly.

I even felt for a moment that this was deliberately arranged by Brother Mo, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence?

I took a look, and found a few who had met once or twice, and the rest looked unfamiliar; looking at the performance figures of various sects and sects, it was the younger generation who were eager to try, although the eyes of the older generation were full of hope. The look of war, but know how to hide, not like the younger generation is too eager to show.

Suddenly I was thinking in my mind, what is the reason why everyone is fighting for the position of the leader?name?profit?right?

After shaking it, I began to ask myself, the purpose of wanting to enter the rivers and lakes: to act chivalrously, to fight the strong and help the weak, to uphold justice...

Thinking about it now, it seems that it has become far away.

Because right now, what I care more about is... I touched my stomach, and I couldn't help showing a warm smile.Right now, he is all I want.

"Brother Tuo, do you have a stomachache?" Liu Jing, who was leaning against my arms, turned around at this moment and asked very caringly. I was slightly taken aback, and then smiled, "It doesn't hurt."

"Then... is Xiaojing too heavy?" The little guy was still worried and continued to ask.

Shaking his head, "Not heavy."

"Really?"

"Well, I'm fine, Xiaojing don't need to worry." I smiled and rubbed his little head, thinking that this child is really sensible and considerate.

On the platform, Ouyang Mo's long black hair was tightly crowned; his brown-blue eyes were indifferent but affectionate; his straight nose made his knife-shaved face more handsome; he was dressed in a black brocade robe with a waist A deep purple belt with a gold silk belt; the unfathomable appearance exudes a charming aura of being a master.

Finally, I know why those people chose him as the organizer of this time, because those people want to get rid of this strong opponent first, and the organizers generally don't participate in the competition; , This man is in the only one, he has a gentleness that others can't see, and a different beauty when he is mature and stable.

Ouyang Mo simply said some things, and then stepped off the stage, his demeanor was unrestrained and unrestrained, handsome, and he compared more than half of the contestants.Whoever goes up first, whoever falls off the top, for some reason, they are no longer attractive to him.