The "wife" of the Dragon Emperor of the Space Wedding Ring

Jiang Xiaochuan squatted on the ground and worked hard, his fingers and nails were covered with all kinds of congealed wax oil, and he watched the terrifying silence for a moment with lingering fear.How could he forget that this guy is the Dragon Emperor when he was happy?Even if he always stays in the temple as Delu said, he is still an emperor.

It is simply impossible to imagine that the emperor has no majesty.Even if he is good-looking, he is still very scary when his aura is cold.When the No. 12 wax block was lifted, Jiang Xiaochuan heard the words of amnesty: "You don't have to do it, come here." Mo Mo dragged the chair for Jiang Xiaochuan and put it beside his table.

"..." He should not say anything, just go over honestly.

"Take out the gold element scroll." Mo lowered his head, not looking at him.The familiar quill appeared at his fingertips again, and the paper was filled with things he wrote and drew.Jiang Xiaochuan's fingers were still stained with some black ink, and there was a callus on his knuckles. What a dedicated Dragon Emperor!

"Why..." Jiang Xiaochuan hugged the scroll stuck in his waist, half of his body was on guard, he thought that Mo had regretted it because of his inexplicable anger.

Mo couldn't bear it anymore: "Do you think you can understand if you don't let me translate?"

"Er..." Then give it to him, Jiang Xiaochuan reluctantly handed over the things to the other party.In the middle of the handover, he hesitated for a moment.Mo pulled out the scroll and angrily knocked on the table with it, making a loud noise!Jiang Xiaochuan shook his body and wanted to run away.Something's wrong, something's wrong, Dragon Emperor is not in a good mood today, if he is also a violent person, just pretending too well?

Jiang Xiaochuan moved his chair back a few steps and announced, "You'd better not try to hit me."

"You are the only one with delusions." The door was suddenly pushed open, and a short boy suddenly walked in from the door.Holding a plate of water grapes, he walked step by step from the bright and reflective ground with bare feet.Jiang Xiaochuan was hit hard again, and there really are no ugly people in the Dragon Clan.

This young man's demeanor is pure and natural, even though he is wearing a big exaggerated round hat, it suits him damn well.As for the pair of black trousers that showed slender legs, Jiang Xiaochuan was even more envious.Jiang Xiaochuan looked down at himself, wondering why he was so casual, why did I look like a ghost after being frivolous?

The young man walked to Mo's side, put the plate on the side of the table, cleaned up a pile of books, paper and pens on the table, and finally took the quill in Mo's hand, took a towel to wipe off the ink for him, and said, "Your Majesty, today I I went to the vineyard, and I picked fresh grapes specially for you. They were washed in ice spring water, try it."

The boy's series of actions were very familiar, and Mo didn't resist at all, Jiang Xiaochuan immediately curiously explored the relationship between the two.

"Why don't you wear shoes?" Mo let the young man feed himself crystal clear grapes, glanced at his bare+bare soles, and asked with some concern.

"In the temple, I don't want to wear shoes. If you're worried that I'm cold, let me go to the bed." The bed the boy pointed to was the Dragon Emperor's big bed, and a warm carpet was laid on the floor under the bed.

Mo smiled softly, and took off the round hat that covered half of the boy's brows and eyes, and the feathers on the hat were raised proudly, Mo stroked the restless golden hair of the boy, and said: "Which time have I never let you Go, put the grapes here, and take away the messy things you arranged."

The boy raised his eyebrows: "You don't like it?"

"What do you think?"

"You can try to use it on him." The boy said, sending an unhappy look, Jiang Xiaochuan was stabbed hard, watching him like a noble Persian cat lying on the bed where he slept overnight.what's the situation?Is this boy the Dragon Emperor's favorite pet?Thinking of the intimate conversation between the two, Jiang Xiaochuan couldn't help but fantasize.

So he opened his eyes wide and looked at the Dragon Emperor, showing a curious expression: "Who is he?"

The boy on the bed sat cross-legged, glanced at Jiang Xiaochuan unhappily, and then turned his gaze to Dragon Emperor, but that gaze was full of deep meaning.Momo was stunned, pinched a grape with his slender fingertips, moved forward and stuffed it in Jiang Xiaochuan's mouth: "Is it delicious?"

Jiang Xiaochuan was not used to being fed by others, but he still chewed it reluctantly. It was very sweet, and it seemed that each one was carefully selected and full of seeds, so he nodded: "En."

"He is the only fortuneteller of the Dragon Clan, Tianyin." Fortuneteller?The image of a magic stick suddenly appeared in Jiang Xiaochuan's mind, which was not at all suitable for the young man's current haughty expression.Jiang Xiaochuan held back his smile, and said in a reverent tone: "A fortuneteller, it's so powerful, can it be predicted? The prediction must be accurate!" , because of that look, he teased Tianyin a little more.

Also because of his arrogance, he felt a little teased.

Wait, isn't Tianyin the one who made herself a "wife"?Jiang Xiaochuan immediately added resentment.Tianyin lying on the side heard Jiang Xiaochuan's strange tone, and continued to stare at him fiercely.How did the boredom arise?That's it!

Mo also smelled something different, and the best way at this time was to eat grapes in silence.

Jiang Xiaochuan frowned as he watched Mo put the grapes in his mouth gracefully. Perhaps those grapes also contained some "deep friendship".So I felt my teeth were sour, and the sweet lips and teeth were fragrant, but they were twisted into sourness by myself.He immediately told himself that now Jiang Xiaochuan is the "wife" of the Dragon Emperor, should he decide what the Dragon Emperor eats?

He's going to eat up that plate of grapes!

"Mo, you translated the golden element scroll for me, I want to see it right away." Jiang Xiaochuan acted quickly, first commanded the Dragon Emperor to grab the plate for him, and hugged the grape plate in his arms, resentful Eat up.Mo squinted his eyes, took a deep look at him, and carefully studied Jiang Xiaochuan's purpose and emotions at this time. His eyes were so explicit that Jiang Xiaochuan involuntarily slowed down the speed of eating grapes, and finally nodded.

"What, what are you doing?"

"Eat slowly." Mo said only one sentence, spread out the collected things again, and then took a new roll of parchment to translate the contents of the scroll of golden elements for Jiang Xiaochuan.Tianyin on the bed stared at Jiang Xiaochuan, and suddenly gave Jiang Xiaochuan a middle finger.Jiang Xiaochuan twisted his body triumphantly, picked up a bunch of grapes, put his head up and put them in his mouth a little bit, it was so funny to see that guy slumped.

Seeing her mind being ruined, Tianyin opened her mouth and smiled silently, stepped on Jiang Xiaochuan's pillow with her bare feet, and played with the pillow between her toes.After that, he grabbed Longdi's nightcap with admiring eyes and put it on top of his head.

"Ouch..." Nauseous, Jiang Xiaochuan remembered that he went to bed with dirty feet, and he won't sleep today!Jiang Xiaochuan put Putao aside, and suddenly felt that Tianyin regarded himself as a rival in love, right?Otherwise, why did you provoke yourself as soon as you entered the door?But the person who wanted him to marry Mo was also Tianyin?You will never regret doing something like this.

Bored to death because of being jealous and being silly with a man.Jiang Xiaochuan sat back to his original position with his head in his arms. He needed... to be calm and not to behave like a child.Besides, he doesn't like Dragon Emperor, so why cooperate with that brat so much.Mo was writing hard, but she was distracted and raised her eyes to look at Jiang Xiaochuan, meditating silently.

Tianyin on the bed was ignored, and she slowly fell asleep with her hat in her arms.

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