My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4841 GARCIA, JENNIFER M

Forget Chuan Murong, Murong?

Qiao Mu's heart moved slightly, but he didn't speak, just glanced at Grand Master Qin.

The eldest son looked at her like this, and could not help but smiled and nodded, "That's what you think in your heart. Your master Murong Xun is from the Chuan Murong family."

Arbor blinked.

"Speaking of which, you and Murakami of Wangchuan probably have such a connection."

"How about, they should be able to arrive the day after tomorrow. Are they feeling a little excited?"

Qiao Mu gave him a waveless look. Although he didn't say anything on his mouth, the small look of contempt was clear.

The ghost knows what happened to Muragawa.

Master Qiaoqiao is not a person who likes to recognize relatives everywhere.

Are you still a little excited? The tree rolled his eyes and jumped, then flew towards the beach.

Grandmaster Qin raised his hand and touched his chin, and whispered, "It's always so arrogant, obviously looking forward to it, but he always likes to show a careless look."

...

"You really have to take care of your daughter-in-law when you're idle." The little daikon radish, aged five or six, lay on Shen Wu's back, and she said to Mo Lian with an old face.

"What's wrong with her? She's messing up the messy characters. What do you think the old man looks like?"

It's been several days in a row that he hasn't recovered.

He was suspicious now, and had to seriously doubt, was it that Mo Lian had deliberately pitted him and deliberately made him into such a short five-footed figure?

Shen Wu put his small body back on his back, and couldn't help but say, "We have been together for such a long time, and we should have a little more trust in each other."

I trust you a ghost! The villain glanced at the two men with a snort of anger.

"Look at the things you have done in the past few days. After entering the city, you have nothing to do. You don't blame me for not reminding you. With my strong consciousness, I can now perceive that at least four or five people have noticed you.

Shen Wu raised his hand and patted the child's back. "Wrong, it's us."

The villain furiously punched Shen Wu's head, "You walk well, don't make a lot of nonsense."

From time to time, Chen Chen glanced back, "How do the people behind solve it?"

"These people have been staring at us for a few days. It should be that you are too far-fetched in the city.

Do you know what these two goods do?

This kind of irritating thing has not been done every day since they entered the city.

For example, squatting in front of a barbecue mouse's stall and eating hot sweet potatoes ...

I really don't know what the handsome and handsome Prince Mo always put some ghosts in the placeholders.

Baked sweet potatoes, spicy tofu, and orange compote.

In this sinful city, roasted crispy mice are considered extravagant food.

It's hard to imagine that these two dummies would eat such foods as roasted sweet potatoes in front of others.

What is even more irritating is that yesterday they actually sat in the stone pavilion on the street, pushed a glass until they drank wine, and served with two or three dishes of delicate side dishes.

After that, everyone came with a bowl of egg and pork noodles ...

Is this something that people can do? ?

Before the boy Shen Wu entered the city, he had reminded the two dummies: the city's supplies are extremely scarce, and no property can be seen.

(End of this chapter)