Ma Zhaodi's happy life

If you bother, you will be struck by lightning!And the master will be very angry and angry, and the master will not like you anymore! " Wuji said seriously.

"It's so serious...then I'll go in..."

"That's right, let's go, let's tell everyone the good news!"

Of course, although our cute baby Nezha was obedient and didn't bother the uncle and aunt, he also remembered Wu Ji's words about going home and asking his parents.

As a good boy who asks questions when he doesn’t understand, he really asked his mother Mrs. Li for advice not long after. The lady's face was flushed, and Li Jing almost took out the Qibao Linglong Pagoda to settle accounts with Wu Ji, who taught his innocent son badly. Of course, this is a later story.

In short, to everyone's satisfaction, Xiqi's military advisor, the prime minister's wife, is back!

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How could Ziya and Zhaodi inside the house not know about the two people making such a big noise outside.

So, Zhao Di buried her face in the quilt with an expression of dying, and did not come out alive or alive.

"Zhaodi..." Ziya looked helplessly and dotingly at his wife who was starting to feel shy again.

After Ziya checked Zhaodi over and over N times, and checked Zhaodi's pulse N times worryingly, he finally let go of his long-hanging heart. It seemed that Zhaodi was really fine, and Ziya was completely relieved. The eyes accidentally caught Zhaodi's smooth and round shoulders and white and attractive ankles under the messy clothes.Ziya's face suddenly felt hot, um... Not only is it all right, but the skin seems to be more supple... (Ziya, where's your integrity...)

"Why, every time such an embarrassing thing is seen..." Zhaodi smashed the bed speechlessly.

"It's okay, they won't talk nonsense, besides, we didn't do anything, I just checked for you." Ziya's serious comfort was like the trick of frost beating an eggplant.

Please, how would outsiders know that you are checking? As for the conversation just now, how could Wu Ji, the boy who fears the world will not be chaotic, not want to go wrong, not to mention the amazing baby Nezha is here...

"Miss, there should be something else you haven't told your husband." The corners of Ziya's lips curled up slightly, revealing a bewitching smile.

"What, what? I just woke up after being in a coma for a year..." Zhao Di said with a guilty conscience.

"Then tell me, why do you have such a heaven-defying secret technique? Also, who took you away?"

Ziya's guess

7.

"What is the mystery of resurrection? Who saved you? Why is there no news for a year?" Ziya slowly approached Zhaodi, smiling more and more charmingly.

"I... that secret technique... Yaya, can you stop laughing like that, I'm dizzy~" Zhaodi covered her eyes, not daring to look directly into Ziya's deep eyes, because she felt that Ziya's eyes were too lethal to her. It is so big that you will lose your mind at a glance, comparable to advanced psychedelic techniques!

"En? Don't you like my smile the most? Well, don't try to change the subject." Seeing Zhaodi's fluttering eyes, Ziya knew that there must be an article in it, pursed the corners of his mouth, and bewitched in a hoarse voice.

"Uh... that... is Shuang'er awake yet?" Zhao Di pretended to be stupid and asked.

"Shuang'er hasn't woken up yet, but according to the heavenly scriptures, Shuang'er is destined to be the wife of the Son of Heaven, and nothing will happen. In a few days, the Seven-Aperture Linglong Fruit of Wuyi Mountain will be born, which is when Shuang'er wakes up."

"Ah... what about Grand Master Wen and the others..."

"Zhaodi..." Ziya sighed helplessly, "I heard that the grand master's celestial eye was injured, and he hasn't appeared this year, so don't talk about him anymore."

"Master, do you trust me..."

"For Ziya, you are me, and believing in you is equivalent to believing in myself"

"Xianggong~" Zhao Di was moved to reveal her starry eyes, really, even a simple sentence was so emotionally spoken by Ya Ya. "Sir, the person who saved me is my master, but according to the rules of the master, I can't tell you who he is, you just need to know that he is a very great person..."

"Your master?" Ziya thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that during several battles, Hu Xian'er looked at Zhaodi with complicated expressions, and felt as if she had to be an enemy. It stands to reason that Zhaodi and Hu Xianer should not There will be communication, Hu Xian'er is the disciple of Empress Nuwa, isn't it?

"Yaya, what did you think of?" Zhaodi didn't know what her husband guessed, but suddenly looked at herself with bright eyes.

"It's nothing, Ziya just thinks, it's great that you can be my wife..." Depending on the situation, Zhaodi is very likely to be Nuwa Empress's closed disciple, so it is possible to be so young and promising, full of wisdom, so to speak Come on, that secret technique should also belong to Empress Nuwa.

"Of course~" Zhaodi is arrogant, well, I, Ma Zhaodi, is a disciple of the dignified ancestor Hongjun, and I am a master with the six sages of the heavens, or your uncle...

Zhaodi is the apprentice of the uncle, that is, his little junior sister. Ziya thought that Zhaodi had another relationship with himself, and his heart was sweet for no reason, and he smiled even more charmingly.

"Okay, Zhaodi~ We haven't seen each other for a year, right..." Ziya lowered his head and kissed Zhaodi's cheek, saying very seductively.

"Hehe... yes..." Zhaodi felt a little guilty, and at the same time, she was thinking about the unscrupulous master who was far away in Zixiao Palace.

"Zhaodi, Ziya really misses you..." Ziya took a deep breath on Zhaodi's neck, and sprayed her hot breath on Zhaodi's neck, itching and numb.

"I miss you too..." It was rare to hear Ziya's aggrieved voice, and a somewhat weak tone, Zhaodi's little heart suddenly turned into a puddle of water.

"My lady, take a rest today..." Ziya sensed Zhaodi's change, and secretly laughed inwardly, but his voice was still pitifully lowered.

"..." Zhaodi was extremely tormented in her heart. Can you imagine what it would be like to be discussing such a serious topic just now, but now suddenly turn to such a boring topic?Especially when beauty comes first and is delivered to the lips.

"You don't need to go to the barracks..."

"..." My god, Mr., what exactly do you want to say?Master, forgive me for being a pure child and expressing my incomprehension.

The Consequences of the Evil Sheep Attacking the Wolf

8.

If there was a third person present at that time, he would have seen an ambiguous and strange scene.

Zhaodi looked helplessly at Ziya, who was getting closer and closer, and his handsome face, and the villain in her heart became agitated again, oh my god, Mr., don't force me... this is It's broad daylight...

"Zhaodi, don't you miss Ziya?" Ziya looked at Zhaodi with an aggrieved look like a little daughter-in-law, and at this moment her extremely dark eyes were misty!

"I want to! I definitely want to, I think about it all the time..." Zhaodi has never been able to do anything about Ziya, especially with such a pitiful Ziya. Look, there is a feeling of melting in an instant, how can I care about being reserved...

"Hehe..." Ziya lowered his head and covered his lips with a chuckle, his warm face was clean and thorough, with a hint of blush, unexpectedly possessing such a deadly attraction, Zhaodi felt that she was going to go crazy again, is this the rhythm of being killed in seconds?

Zhaodi couldn't hold it back for a moment, she loved the person in front of her so much in her heart, she couldn't lose her integrity no matter what, when she thought of Ziya's "cruelty" just now, evil came from her guts, she turned over and rushed forward.He bit down on Ziya's delicious cheek, and left a mark... (Zhaodi brand hickey was born...)

"Hey, I made you bully me just now..." Zhaodi's children's shoes were temporarily intoxicated, and she forgot one very important thing, which was to tease an old man who had been looking forward to her for a whole year in the morning, and the consequences would be very serious.

"Zhaodi..." Ziya touched the mark on his face, was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly smiled, the bright sunshine on that smiling face was ashamed. "Since my wife left a mark on my face, my husband will definitely not be able to go out today, so my wife has to be responsible for staying with my husband all day..."

Mouth! ! !Obviously it can be removed with a small spell... Zhao Di silently condemned in her heart, she is no longer a pure husband.

"Zhaodi..." Ziya called Zhaodi's name very gently, and tightly bound the little wife who was trying to escape to him. She was so bold just now, but now she blushed like a cloud. She is indeed her own wife. , cute...

"..." Can you stop being so tempting...ah!Dying, dying! ! !

Ziya tightly hugged Zhaodi's body, and the two were inseparably stuck together like Siamese twins, when suddenly he felt something on his thigh, Zhaodi rubbed it uncomfortably, and planned to push it away with his hands , but Ziya frowned.

"My lady...you don't move anymore...we don't have to get out of bed today..." Ziya threatened.

In an instant, Zhaodi understood whether it was true or not, and wanted to die. What stupid thing did she do just now?

"Yaya, I just remembered, you haven't eaten today...I'm going to cook..." Zhaodi said sloppily.

"Did you do it?" Ziya hooked his lips and smiled charmingly.

"Huh?" Zhaodi asked in confusion.

"Aren't you just..." Ziya turned over with a chuckle and pressed the bewildered Zhaodi under her body, leaning close to her ear, whispering in a hoarse voice, "Aren't you my fan? Good girl, I'm hungry ..."

Zhaodi was struck by lightning, and was deeply shocked by Ziya's words. This Yaya is fake, maybe it's fake...

When she reacted, the kiss with fine teeth had already