Quickly wear the white moonlight: Your Majesty, hold on

Chapter 137 The Little Emperor ([-])

Tang Wuxin waved his sleeves, his hair and clothes were very neat, and he had a romantic smile on his face. It was completely invisible that he was tired from traveling all day using Qinggong.

Mo Xiaojiu's eyes darkened slightly, this Tang Wuxin was indeed not an ordinary person.

No matter how high a person's internal strength is, it is impossible to catch up with a day's journey without stopping with light work.If she hadn't cultivated spiritual energy, she would have been at most half a day away if she only used her internal strength.

Tang Wuxin glanced at Mo Xiaojiu inadvertently, and when facing her calm expression, he also raised his evaluation of her.

Tang Xiaomo lay on his shoulder weakly: "Master, this apprentice is about to starve to death..."

A day without a drop of water is simply inhumane!
Tang Wuxin laughed lightly: "As a teacher, I will take you to have a big meal."

After finding two rooms in an inn, they were not in a hurry to hit the road. Instead, they sat down directly in the lobby and ordered a table of dishes.

Mo Xiaojiu took out a jade hairpin from his bosom: "I don't have any money with me, so this jade hairpin is equivalent to the house money."

Tang Wuxin shook his head, his romantic peach-blossom eyes smiling again and again: "I, Tang Wuxin, am not short of money, so don't worry about me. People around me also spend money. I don't care how much or how little I spend."

Tang Xiaomo echoed: "Yes, brother, don't be polite to my master, we are all a family anyway."

Murong Zui stared at him: "Who is a family with you."

Since they acted like this, Mo Xiaojiu was not pretentious, and took back the jade hairpin, very calmly: "Actually, I'm just being polite, this is the jade hairpin that my master gave me."

Tang Wuxin laughed out loud.

It just so happened that Xiaoer started to serve the food.

"Drink some soup first, don't eat meat directly," Tang Wuxin patted the back of Tang Xiaomo's hand, "Eat something light."

Tang Xiaomo let out an aggrieved "Oh", turned his head and filled a bowl of soup with a smile and handed it to Murong Zui: "Sister Yan, drink the soup."

Murong Zui was not polite to him, he was really hungry, so he just took the soup and drank it.

……

After eating and drinking enough, they asked Xiaoer to prepare hot water, and they went back to their rooms.

Mo Xiaojiu closed the door, looked at the hot water the waiter had just filled in the tub, and pinched Murong Zui's cheek: "Xiao Yan'er, do you want me to help you take a bath?"

"Okay."

"..."

That being the case, Mo Xiaojiu is not polite.

She stripped him naked and threw him into the tub, then stretched out her hand and began to wash him.

His long hair was scattered outside the tub, he stood leaning against the edge of the tub, his hands spread out to hold on to the edge of the tub, his chest just flooded his chest, he felt her hands wandering around, and his ears were slightly red: "How about I wash yourself?"

"Don't, brother will wash it for you."

"..."

After washing his lower body and squeezing his soft lump, she raised the corners of her lips: "It's so small."

With a dark face, he gritted his teeth and said, "It will grow bigger!"

"Then you have to grow up quickly, haha." After washing him all over, she fished him out of the tub, picked up a towel to wipe it clean, and threw him on the bed.

Murong Zui huddled under the quilt angrily watching her open the door to ask Xiao Er to change the water, with resentful eyes.

After changing the water, Mo Xiaojiu started taking a bath in front of him. He sighed and cast a provocative look at him: "Xiao Yan'er, how do you feel at this time?"

He simply averted his eyes and lay flat on his back: "You were born and I was not born..."

Mo Xiaojiu was happy, and stopped teasing him, quickly finished washing, put on his underwear and went to bed, hugged him into his arms, kissed his eyes: "It's okay, I'll wait for you to grow up. "

His voice was soft: "Yeah!"

Her heart was filled with joy. She stretched out her hand and turned off the light with all her strength. She hugged her young husband and slept soundly.

　I want to see your comments, good or bad, and I want to know that someone is watching what I wrote.

　　Maybe my writing is loose now and my logic is not perfect.

　　But I will improve.

　　Slowly, slowly, I hope someone can see my growth.In the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)