Chapter 690

Before Mu Ziling could react, he fell into long Xiaoyu's arms and sat on his legs.

Mu Ziling raised his hand, put his arms around long Xiaoyu's neck, and looked at his beautiful face with a little tired. In his shallow and soft tone, he apologized: "wake you up?"

Long Xiaoyu gave a light "um" in his nasal voice, which immediately made him feel tired.

He took hold of her slender waist and put his head on her soft body, ready to continue to sleep.

Mu Ziling twisted his body subconsciously: "how can I sleep like this? You -- "

" don't move. " Long Xiaoyu encircles her more tightly, buries her face in front of her chest, and mutters discontentedly: "you wake up, you have to be responsible."

In charge of what? Is it responsible for sleeping?

Mu Ziling smoked the corners of his mouth, and was suddenly depressed.

She didn't mind being responsible for coaxing the devil to sleep, but how could he sleep like this? How can you sleep comfortably?

Mu Zi moved her lips and wanted to say something else. However, when she thought that he had been busy with official business these days, she seemed really tired and tired. She sighed helplessly and decided to compromise and let him go.

However -

at the beginning, Mu Ziling could still keep a motionless posture, which was held by long Xiaoyu. But not long after that, she not only felt uncomfortable sitting on her buttocks, but also felt numb physically and mentally.

Because she is obediently sitting still, but she is holding and clinging to the demon on her body, but she is not at ease. Her hands are rubbing around her slender waist, and it seems that she wants to rub out a flower there.

That's fine.

His head on her body seemed to take her soft chest as a pillow, and then he didn't know whether he was uncomfortable or too comfortable. He rubbed a few times from time to time, and finally her anger and anger ran up.

"Long Xiaoyu, have you had enough?"

Mu Ziling couldn't bear to breathe any longer. He raised his hand to slap his head, but at the critical moment, he raised his head with both hands and looked at her.

Long Xiaoyu's deep eyes, shining like stars, flashed with touching soft waves, and his face was full of enjoyment: "well I'm so sleepy, not enough... "

This is the softest and most fragrant pillow in the world. How can it be? How can it be enough?

Long Xiaoyu was full of joy and thought that at this moment, his head had slipped uncontrollably to muziling --

"you Mu Ziling was ashamed and annoyed. He firmly held on to his head, gritted his teeth and roared, "if you want to sleep, go to bed for me. If you don't sleep, open it for me and write Spring Festival couplets!"

With that, Mu Zi pushed long Xiaoyu away, stood up, put the red paper of Spring Festival couplets he had brought heavily in front of the table, and urged: "hurry up, I'll take it and paste it."

This is her first big year in this world, and also their first big year together. Even if it's not surprising, she also wants to be self-sufficient.

Originally, writing Spring Festival couplets was a trivial thing, which could not catch up with our noble and invincible Royal Highness Qiwang for eight lives. Who told her calligraphy to be ugly, she had to ask him to write it.

Long Xiaoyu didn't even look at the red paper of Spring Festival couplets on the table. Instead, he leaned lazily against the back of his chair. Like an old man, he said in distress, "what should I do?"

Mu Ziling frowned: "what should I do?"

She had a vague feeling that the evil would start to be a demon again.

Sure enough!

"Every word in this title is worth a thousand gold." Long Xiaoyu pulled her back and sat down again. Then he glanced at the red paper of Spring Festival couplets on the table calmly. His voice was evil and lazy: "these papers, at least, have dozens of words on the topic. Do you want to pray for the princess with enough money and interest?"

Mu Ziling rolled his eyes silently: "who said before that his money and his people were all mine, and now he wants to find me to settle this unreasonable account. What's the matter?"

"It's better to figure out some things clearly. I can't let myself suffer losses, can't I?" Long Xiaoyu picked his eyebrows and said naturally, "besides, how can you measure money and common things when you and I do business? Naturally, it's the meat that makes sense. "

She knows, this evil spirit should not give him sunshine, a careless can give you brilliant up, and still no bottom line of the kind of brilliant.

Write a few words and you'll get meat It's very nice to be careful.

Looking at the man in front of him, Mu Ziling took a deep breath, and then took another breath. His fists were all creaking, and he almost had a strong force to purr at his face of bewitching all living beings.

As if not looking at Mu Ziling's proud chest, long Xiaoyu's eyes swept up and down her body and gave her a generous discount: "look at your performance, half the interest, do you think it's ok?"

Yes, sir! Mu Ziling screamed in his heart.I just ate a handful of tofu on her. She's not cool yet.

Mu Ziling despised him in the heart, but her face was smiling at long Xiaoyu with curved eyebrows. She put her mouth to him and motioned to him: "since you have calculated, what else can I say? Hurry up and write your words... "

Voice did not fall, Mu Ziling faintly felt his buttocks sitting place, a little wrong.

Hard, knock, hot

"You, you..." Mu Ziling looked at long Xiaoyu and blinked blankly at first. Then his whole face was burning like fire, and he jumped up from his legs.

However, her feet haven't moved a step back, and she was pulled by long Xiaoyu.

For a time, Mu Ziling was in a state of confusion and fire.

She closed her eyes and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. It seemed that she had used a lot of courage to force her voice, but her tone seemed incoherent: "long Xiaoyu If that Yes I, we... "

Where can long Xiaoyu not know what she means by stuttering?

After a few words, his blood was boiling.

He held her from behind, buried his face in her neck socket, and said in a low voice: "silly Mumu, you have to hook your man like this again. In case things go against the extreme, if he gets hurt, you will suffer in the future."

"What?" His voice is a little vague, Mu Ziling only heard a few words fragmentary, but also not very clear.

Long Xiaoyu sighed deeply and changed the topic directly: "don't you want to write Spring Festival couplets? Come, I will write with you. "

With that, he took up the pen, dipped it in ink, and then took her hand, moving like clouds and flowing water, and dropped vigorous and graceful handwriting on the red paper.

Driven by long Xiaoyu's writing, Mu Ziling soon recovered from his brain fever and was attracted by the handwriting he took from her hands.

It's also the posture of ghost charms. Why is there such a big gap?

People are more angry than people!

Just when Mu Ziling couldn't bear to think about the ugly words she had written, long Xiaoyu took out a piece of paper she had written not long ago from the pile of red paper, on which there were several words of different thickness.

Take another look at the handwriting of long Xiaoyu's dancing dragon and Phoenix. There is a sharp contrast between heaven and earth.

This contrast, Mu Ziling is to understand what is a word worth thousands of gold, this is more than thousands of gold? It's all over the place.

Mu Ziling sighed heartily.

At this moment, the voice of long Xiaoyu's disgust spread to her ears: "fortunately, this word is not as good as the person, otherwise..."

Mu Ziling suddenly turned around and grabbed his thin waist: "otherwise what? Do you still want to exchange? "

"How can that work?" Looking at her bossy little appearance, long Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing and pecking at her red lips: "hardcover is not as good as the original one. I've never done business at a loss. If I change it, I won't lose my life."

Mu Ziling raised his chin and hummed: "you know the goods."

Long Xiaoyu was amused by her tone. He reached out and scraped her pretty nose. He spoiled and laughed: "little fool."

"Well, I'm going to paste the Spring Festival couplets." As Mu Ziling said this, he sorted out the Spring Festival couplets and reminded him with concern: "if you're tired, go back to your room -"

before he finished, Mu Ziling suddenly said "eh?" With a sound, his eyes were immediately attracted by a piece of rice paper with curved lines on the table.

The Xuan paper was sandwiched in a book and only showed a small screenshot, but mu Ziling could still see that the paper was like a map.

This picture looks familiar

Mu Ziling frowned and stretched out his hand to take out the rice paper from the book.

It's not like a map, but the overall shape of the picture makes mu zilington feel familiar. She asked subconsciously, "is it a dragon body on the picture?"

"Well." "What's the matter?" he asked? But what do you see? "

Mu Ziling shook his head, and seemed to doubt, but said in the affirmative: "the dragon in this picture is the phantom virtual dragon on you, isn't it?"

Long Xiaoyu slightly coagulates his eyebrows, and his eyes flash with a touch of complexity.

At a glance, you can see that this picture is a dragon body, but if you want to directly identify it as the phantom virtual dragon on him, you must have seen the remaining half of this picture, that is, the dragon head part, before you can see it.

But how can this little woman be sure at a glance?

Is

Long Xiaoyu gazed at muziling deeply, and his tone of voice faintly brought an imperceptible tension: "have you seen the rest of the pictures?"

This is the first time to see long Xiaoyu so nervous and dignified. Mu Ziling followed Yilin in his heart.

Without hesitation, she took out the piece of cowhide cloth she had long wanted to give him, but she had forgotten it again and again: "is it this?"

As he said this, Mu Ziling connected the broken cowhide cloth with the rice paper on the table.Because it's a piece of paper and a piece of cloth, they don't fit well together, but it's not hard to see that they are one.

"You see, the dragon's head matches the dragon's body." Mu Ziling bowed his head and said with regret: "if only this Xuan paper were the other half of the dragon body cowhide cloth, they could be made into one piece."

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