Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

Her eloquence and clever response surprised Man Yu Ke. These remarks were thoughtful and well-founded, which made her refute. If you don’t agree, you seem to be ruthless and unjust, and grace will revenge.

Man Yu Ke pulled his lower lip corner and smiled bitterly: “Yes, the sister-in-law is right. The family affairs will stop for now, let me discuss it later, but …”

She suddenly pouted her lips, and at the same time she smiled sorrowfully, the misty tears flashed in her beautiful eyes, like pearls full of pearls, crystal clear and distressing.

“Cousin, in any case, you can’t leave Yu Ke aside, you can’t put me in a wolf den, you can’t push me to the fire pit. This matter, anyway, you have to find a way to let my father and queen back. Now! “

Man Yu Ke suddenly made a big move, thumped down and knelt towards Mo Zichen.

Mo Zichen was too panic to put down the tableware, stood up, and lifted up the barbaric language with both hands: “Don’t use it, Sister Yuke.”

“Cousin, in terms of our affection for your sweetheart, you agree. My marriage will be ruined in my life. Right now, I can only ask you. You are my only savior. Great hero. Apart from you, who else can help me? “

I lean, Su Biluo rolled his eyes.

In this way, coupled with the jealous face of this day, no matter what kind of useless men, will be inspired by heroic feelings!

Hey, really, in front of men, it is better for a little woman to be cute.

Ears only heard Mo Zichen’s panic promise: “Okay, sister Yu Ke, please hurry up. I promise you that. No one can marry you to Prince Dongling.”

Su Biluo heard the words, frowned slightly, and shook his head helplessly.

This world general is really too impulsive to deal with things, even some … emotional use!

This is very different from the rumored image.

The mandarin Kelihua stood up with the strength of Mo Zichen’s arm with rain, thanked him very tenderly, and retreated. Before leaving, he did not forget to Yin Yinding Mo Zichen to rest early.

After giving away Manyu Ke, Mo Zichen turned to Su Bi and ordered him: “Okay, after a day of trouble, you should be tired too. You should go back to your room and rest.”

Su Biluo was indeed tired and lost some life, so he no longer lifted the bar and promised happily: “OK, go to bed early and get up early, good health. Tomorrow morning, let’s have a meeting together!”

“Have a meeting?” Mo Zichen questioned.

Su Biluo did not explain, waved his hand, and left.

That gesture is very free and easy.

Mo Zichen couldn’t help raising the corner of his lips, coldly sneering: “This is obviously a kid, how can there be a little woman like?”

One | No words at night. The next day. Three poles in the sun.

It happened that Mo Zichen had returned from the early dynasty and was about to change his clothes and put on a sharp training suit to the training ground.

When he walked through the garden, he was invited by the housekeeper Mordi to the conference room of the City of Remembrance.

The long conference table was specially customized by Su Biluo. Mo Zichen had never been here before, and at first glance he felt very fresh.

Su Biluo sat on the head, and on both sides sat all the members of the Mo family, as well as the various shopkeepers hired by Bu Yicheng to manage.

What surprised Mo Zichen even more was that even the second oldest member of the family, grandma Mo Fengzhi, and mother Meng Zixian were also present.

“Mr. Mo, please be seated!” Su Biluo gestured politely and asked him to sit directly opposite her.

Although they are far apart, Mo Zichen really has the urge to tear Su Biluo immediately.

This wild girl can pretend to be too good. What battle is it? What is the bird’s language?

Mr? What the **** is that?