Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

One day, he was served by Jun Mo as usual to get up. During this period, his hands and feet were always eaten.

Sitting in Jun Mo's arms with a sore waist, Su Kui suddenly remembered the mockery of her from the outside world and couldn't help but ask, "Jun Mo, do you want a child?"

He paused for a moment and sighed. The pupils fainted with ink felt tenderness. "Why do you ask?"

Su Kui took a bite of porridge and casually said: "Oh, it's nothing, I always hear something saying that I have been in the door for three years and have nothing to do, so I ask you."

As soon as this remark came out, the small dining room covered with the morning light suddenly fell down, as if even the air was frozen.

Jun Mo could feel that the little woman in her arms moved uncomfortably, and then it reacted, softening her straight body and gently touching her soft hair.

The voice was soft, "Don't think about it, what do those rumours do?"

His eyes narrowed slightly in places where Su Kui could not see. The narrow and long phoenix eyes refracted a dangerous light. The eyes were dark and enveloped by dark colors.

It seems that some people don't clean up for too long and don't know who their last name is!

It has been dormant for too long-

The drooping eyelids looked at the woman who was taking her meal seriously. A small white face in red became more and more transparent in the Xiguang, with a snack stuffed in her mouth.

Jun Mo couldn't help but poked, but Su Kui bit him sideways and stared at him with accusation.

Why bother me with dinner? !

The obvious message came from her eyes. Jun Mo lowered his head and chuckled, his slightly numb fingertips warmed his lower abdomen, and his eyes grew deeper.

It would be nice if there were n’t always some people who were too desperate to disturb them. He was n’t really interested in that position.

I just want to have one person and two people in my life, but some people always jump out to find a sense of existence, not willing to fulfill them ...

Then he can only, meet God to kill God, encounter Buddha to kill Buddha!

Su Kui was unaware, and he moved closer to his arms, unaware of his life.

"Then you don't want a child?"

Didn't the ancients value Shizi very much? What's more, because of its transcendental status, does the noble regent's palace do not want an heir?

"I don't want to." Jun Mo answered neatly.

This time Su Kui was curious, put down the chopsticks and turned his head to look at him, "Why?"

But Jun Mo ’s subsequent answer made Su Kui suddenly blush, because he said, “All my tenderness and patience have given you, and no one else can divide my slightest attention. I do n’t want it, nor No, I just want you. "

I just want you--

It's as if there is a sweetness between the lines in the murmurs. The cold-faced man can still drown people when he talks about love.

In the end, Su Kui stumbled, holding his ears aggressively, threatening in his ears: "This is what you said, if one day you betray me, I will castrate you! Let you go out of the house!"

Jun Mo quickly hugged her and laughed, whispering, "It's enough to have you alone, too happy will be condemned, we are so good."

Happiness did not last long.

A month later, a war report came from Bianguan, and the Golden Soldiers invaded Yanmenguan indiscriminately, burning and looting without any evil, which caused the people in the city to talk about life and mourn.

The North Korea sent troops frequently, defeated repeatedly, and the morale fell for a while.

At this time, the regent king Jun Mo volunteered to go out, but the emperor hesitated for a long time, but he finally couldn't beat the enemy.

After returning home, he and Su Kui died for a long night. The next day, they wore armor, straddled the war horse, and took the cold sword out of the cold mans, leading hundreds of thousands of soldiers to Yanmenguan.

On the day of the troop dispatch, the people in Kyoto sent each other away, enough to see Jun Mo's status in the hearts of the people, far from being comparable to the royal family.