After hearing Ye Li's words, Feng Zhiyao and Mo Xiuyao's expressions became a little strange. Ye Li knew what the two of them were thinking when they looked at their expressions. Most of them weren't trying to see Mr. Qingchen's jokes or something. It's just a pity that this battle was not over for a while. When they returned from the war, Mr. Qingchen might have settled everything and hugged the beauty. But these two people were just regretting that they didn't have the chance to watch the good show of the No. 1 young man in the world.

Nan Hou coughed lightly, deeply feeling that he was old and could not understand the ideas of these young people. "Prince, Master Feng San, are we going to continue the past..." Let Feng Zhiyao dig the bottom of the matter and ask the whole story, and he still had to say something that made him feel embarrassed and inexplicable.

Feng Zhiyao touched his nose and then remembered that they were discussing the matter before Ye Li came. Seeing Ye Li come back, Mo Xiuyao had already been impatient to deal with them. He pulled Ye Li to sit down and gave a few instructions, and then bombarded the two of them.

It was the first time in his life that someone was kicked out of the door, and Nanhou stood at the entrance of the study and was a little unconscious. Feng Zhiyao was very used to it, and pulled Nanhou and smiled and said, "Mr. Marquis, how about going to me for a drink?" Nanhou finally came to his senses and shook his head helplessly and followed Feng Zhiyao.

Feng Zhiyao took a few steps and suddenly stopped hesitantly, as if he had forgotten to tell the princess something?

Nan Hou turned around in confusion, "What's wrong? Didn't you go to drink?"

"It seems that there is something I forgot to tell the princess." Feng Zhiyao said.

"Is it business? Is there anything you know but the prince doesn't know?" Nan Hou asked. Feng Zhiyao thought about it and said, "It's right. What Mo Xiuyao would always say to the princess is... it's a little later. He waved his hand and followed Nan Hou and walked away in a swagger.

In the study room, Mo Xiuyao hugged Ye Li tightly into her arms, rubbed her hair gently on the top of her head, and said in a depressed manner: "A Li has been there for a long time this time." Ye Li smiled helplessly: "Where is two months long?" From the north to Jiangnan, two months is already fast. However, Ye Li also knew that it would be better not to fight Mo Xiuyao at this time, "It's my fault, come back soon."

Sure enough, Mo Xiuyao said quietly, "I haven't seen you for a day, like three autumns. Does Ali actually miss me at all?" Ye Li was embarrassed, raised her head and kissed her gently on Mo Xiuyao's lips, and said softly, "I miss you too, can you?"

Mo Xiuyao's eyes darkened, he grabbed the back of Ye Li's head and pressed him in front of him, deepening the kiss heavily. Ye Li was stunned for a moment, but was soon swept by Mo Xiuyao's fanatical enthusiasm. His water eyes were slightly closed, and he sank into the entangled lingering of lips and tongue with him.

"Ali..." Mo Xiuyao murmured Ye Li's name softly. Ye Li felt his low voice numbness in his ears, and his whole body became a little soft.

"Hmm?" Mo Xiuyao lowered his head and gently and lingeredly tasted the sweet taste on his pink red lips, "Ali..."

"Father! Father! Mother is back, right?!" Mo Xiaobao's voice came from outside the door with a sound of running, and then there was a bang knock at the door. The two of them, who were still immersed in tenderness, immediately woke up. Ye Li looked at the door in surprise, "How could Xiaobao be in the Acropolis?"

Mo Xiuyao glanced at the door with a cold expression and said lightly: "Last time Feng San went back to Licheng to do business, he insisted on following him. He is not young anymore, and it's nothing to see the battlefield." However, this bastard boy didn't dare to disturb him and A Li's relationship!

Mo Xiuyao snorted lightly, raised his hand and waved his hand in the direction of the door. He was originally tied to the inside and opened. Mo Xiaobao, who was lying on the door, almost fell in. Fortunately, Mo Xiaobao had already started to learn martial arts in the past or two years, and he was still slightly successful in basics. He just leaned forward and stood firmly at the door. He looked at his father and mother sitting inside with some confusion, and then looked at the door that was opened. She didn't open so hard just now, why did she open it?

"Chen'er." Ye Li stood up and looked at her son with a smile. After not seeing him for a few months, she has indeed grown a lot taller again.

"Mom!" Mo Xiaobao let out a trance and immediately stepped into the study and rushed towards Ye Li. Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes and gently knocked on the table with his right hand. A wolf-haired pen that was originally placed on the table shot towards Mo Xiaobao. Mo Xiaobao screamed in surprise, and quickly flew over and continued to run towards Ye Li. Mo Xiuyao sighed again and shot another wolf-haired pen on the table again. This time Mo Xiaobao was not so lucky. One corner of his clothes was nailed to the pillar next to him by a brush. Ye Li was less than three inches away in Mo Xiaobao's little hand.

Mo Xiaobao turned around and looked at the hem of his clothes tied to the pillar, and looked at his kissing mother who was only a short distance away from him. His big eyes immediately turned watery in the blink of an eye, "Mom... the father bullied Xiaobao. Xiaobao missed his mother."

"Xuyao..." Seeing his son stretching out his hands and looking at him with a hint of laughter and crying. Mo Xiuyao glanced at Mo Xiaobao unhappily, raised his hand and sucked the wolf-haired pen that was trapped in the pillar, and fell into the pen holder in front of Mo Xiuyao with a bang. Mo Xiaobao shrank his neck, probably also understood that he was not the time to come, and his father was in a very bad mood. He carefully squeezed to Ye Li, "Mom..."

Ye Li reached out to touch Mo Xiaobao's little head and smiled: "Xiaobao has grown taller. Have you been obedient these days?"

Mo Xiaobao's eyes lit up and he nodded heavily and said, "Xiaobao is very well-behaved, my wife, Xiaobao has grown up."

Ye Li pinched his little nose with a funny look, "Grow up? Do you still need to hug me when you grow up?" Seeing Mo Xiaobao stretching out his little hand to hug me, Ye Li shook her head. Because she has often been away from Mo Xiaobao in the past two years, Ye Li couldn't help feeling guilty and spoiled for Mo Xiaobao. However, a seven or eight-year-old child shouldn't be hugging like this, and Mo Xiuyao's eyes were about to spit out of fire.

Mo Xiuyao stepped forward, picked up Mo Xiaobao and took him to him, and said lightly: "Have you finished what I told you to do?" Mo Xiaobao raised his face proudly and said: "Of course I've finished it." Isn't it just an hour of horse stance, half an hour of swordsmanship, half an hour of riding skills and twenty big words? How could such a mere trivial matter stop him Mo Yuchen?

Mo Xiuyao looked at someone's smug little face with a sneer, "Very good, then add [5200     www.bqg5200.co] one hour ejaculation technique and twenty big words from tomorrow."

Uh? Mo Xiaobao's face froze. He quickly planned in his heart, one hour of horse stance and one hour of shooting skills, then swordsmanship and riding skills, and forty big words... It will take at least four or five hours to finish... He will be exhausted!

"I think... the lessons assigned by me must be too easy for you, so you are so leisurely. So, from today on, I will definitely teach you strictly. After all,... my father and your mother have high expectations for you." Mo Xiuyao said leisurely.
Chapter completed!