God Mu Wushuang of another world

"Momo," Zhuo Weiyang found Yong Moli, who was struggling fiercely with the same pile of documents, and glanced at Min Keyu who had already fallen asleep, her lower lip was originally red, and she bit out clear teeth marks: "I just found out that... Emperor Anxi...had... returned to Anxi a few days ago."

Yong Moli, who was burying his head in the pile of papers and writing vigorously, suddenly paused, the hand holding the pen turned white, and moved faster: "Where are the others?" Get rid of this damn thing before anyone else.Definitely, all of them.

"Others... Huh, it took three days to find out that eight people were missing, and now they are in a mess looking for someone. It's a good show, I can't help but laugh." Zhuo Weiyang satirized with a smile, The sharp and long false nails on the top of the wooden desk made a crisp and piercing sound: "I never knew that the palace's secrecy measures are so perfect. Maybe the next time the emperor dies, there will be waiting If it stinks, others will think it smells like abalone.”

"Qin Shihuang is a wonderful thing." Yong Moli kept his hands on his hands, venting his tense emotions together with Zhuo Weiyang. It is rare that there is a place where he can vent at will without any blockage at this time: "The wonderful thing is but The only one, and the one who is not the only one is not a miracle. Now he is not as good as Qin Shihuang's son."

"Son... don't you want to try it?" Zhuo Weiyang is very imitative, but Yong Moli is not in the mood to go crazy with her, so she can only shrug her shoulders and take a worried look at Yong who hasn't had a good rest for a long time Li Li: "Take a good rest. You are a pastor. If you fail, there will be no free doctors."

Yong Moli shook his head, although he didn't want to go crazy with Zhuo Weiyang, but he didn't want to ruin Zhuo Weiyang's rare compassion.Perhaps not telling them about Huan Niwen's upcoming thoughts can make them more relaxed, and the best thing is to reduce some unplanned workload: "Has anyone come out over there?"

"We'll have to wait two more months." When mentioning those people, Ju Weiyang, who was originally somewhat sarcastic, immediately restrained his presumptuousness. His faint smile was as beautiful as a poppy, and his dignified posture was as elegant as the other side. The posture at that moment , just like the goddess of nemesis in the west, she is so glamorous: "How could you just let them come over like this? These days, I have prepared gifts for them well. Although it has not been completed yet, how can you, Momo? You can just forget about my contribution, and want to let them come here in such a clear and wimpy manner."

Only women and villains are hard to raise in the world.Shivering slightly artificially, what Yong Moli thought was that Confucius would never deceive me.Although I don't know what this woman means, what this villain means.

Buried his head completely in the pile of papers and stopped speaking.Yong Moli cooperated very well with Zhuo Weiyang, who was immersed in his own thoughts, standing one by one, leaning down one by one, like a golden boy and a jade girl, becoming an eternal fixation.Although Yong Moli's current thoughts are very realistic, he just wants to leave a possible "retreat" for the "punishment" at that time.

The remaining days are still calm and busy.The daily tasks are fixed and sufficient, and there is no time for rest, which also makes them no longer have the possibility of cranky thinking.

Of course, there is some good news. For example, Huan Niwen, who is more unpredictable and has been "healing behind closed doors", has finally completed his merits and virtues. He walked out of the room to take over major events in the city. One, Yong Kaiyuan, who has 24 hours a day, let out a long sigh of relief.Yong Kaiyuan, who knew a little about Yong Liaoxiao's personality, took some time out of brotherly love to help Yong Moli deal with things after he had spare time, and tried to squeeze Yong Moli's labor force to the end before Yong Liaoxiao's arrival .

"Momo, Momo..." Zhuo Weiyang, who finally got the latest news for the first time after breaking news of Yong Liaoxiao after N days, rushed to Yong Moli's temporary office—— In the small yard of Min Keyu's villa, he looked anxiously and gratified at the holy figure who had finally finished a lot of work recently, made a cup of tea, and leisurely basked in the long-lost sunbath: "I just picked up When you hear the news, say, say yes, your father is here."

"Baji!" The delicate white porcelain cup with tangled branches fell in response to the sound, and the crisp "Sui Sui Ping An" and Yong Moli didn't even ask a question, just stood up, turned around and ran away. "Weiyang, when you see Father, just... just say that I'm sick and I won't see you for a while."

Seeing Yong Moli turn from holy to embarrassed in an instant, Zhuo Weiyang blinked her big eyes with long eyelashes, looking innocent and innocent.Did she seem to have forgotten to tell Yong Moli how she got the news?Zhuo Weiyang thought for a while, tilted her head with long blond hair, and felt that the way of dead friends not dead and poor is more suitable for her.Therefore, Zhuo Weiyang moved his body to the side, bowed obediently to the man behind him with a bad face, and immediately rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, learning from Yong Moli—sneak away, leaving the smooth road behind In the back and in the eyes of that person.

Ignoring Zhuo Weiyang's indecent behavior, he strode towards the direction where Yong Moli left.The middle-aged man in black who followed Zhuo Weiyang generously came in, with a cold aura floating around him, but he faintly revealed a slight hesitation and unconscious tenderness as he walked towards the house.

Little thing, let's see where you can go in the future.

Following the familiar breath, he walked to the guest house opposite the door of the other main house, opened the solid wood soundproof door lightly, and approached the big white cocoon on the bed with strange rhythmic steps.

Yong Liaoxiao sat down next to the bed, lowered his head, put his warm lips close to the ear of "Silkworm Baby", and deliberately blew a hot and humid breath into the ear: "Mo Li, the father is here to catch the misbehaving baby and go home." It's gone." Gently licking the small pinnae, the clean and familiar breath, and the ear that instantly became crystal clear like a blood-red crystal made Yong Liaoxiao feel extremely satisfied and satisfied.

"What if the misbehaving child swears to advance and retreat with his friends?" Although he can't get up, that doesn't mean he can't shrink inside.In the same way, although I can't stop you from coming to me, it doesn't mean that I will step on my dignity under my feet as those emperors wish, just to preserve the reputation they don't need.

Bite lightly on the naughty little ear, and some painful ears tried harder to hide inward.Yong Liaoxiao put his hand on the soft cocoon, and tapped it rhythmically like four years ago: "The emperor in Anxi has returned to Anxi, but the man who is a bad boy has found it all the way. Inheritance Fortress." Looking at the little ears that stood there stiffly after understanding what he said, Yong Liaoxiao kissed them heavily in satisfaction, but the pat movements of his hands never stopped.

65．Daddy wants to like me the most