My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 1: Thirty-first

　　Mo Lin just stretched out her hand, before she touched the big package on the little guy's shoulder, she stared coldly.

　　 The little thing is very reflexive, carrying the package defensively, and the whole person jumps back, eyes full of accusations, as if they were going to rob her a second time!

　　 Yusu:……

　　 "Ahem, ahem." Moline coughed helplessly, "Don't worry, Xiao Qiao Qiao, these things are yours." Neither of us would want you for a dime!

　　 "Huh!" A child uttered a disdainful note, carrying the package, turning around and walking away.

　　Mo Lin hurriedly stopped her, took advantage of the trend and picked up her small body together with the oversized package, shook her body, and jumped to the tree.

　　 At the same time, the entire Wu's house was filled with noise and noise. Many folks in the village also carried buckets and basins, and spontaneously organized to come to fight the fire.

　　 "Jojo, the hostess of this house, what hate do you have?" The slender fingertips lightly tapped the tip of the girl's soft nose, and the corners of Merlin's lips raised lightly, looking at her with a tangled look With a small expression, I feel better inexplicably.

　　 "Huh." A certain child rolled his head proudly, poked his head to see the people at the door of the house carrying water, his unhappiness was all revealed on his little face for a while.

　　 So many people help fight the fire with the surname Wu, how can it be burned? At most, the two wing rooms of Aunt Wu's house were burned. It was so far away from her wish to burn half of Wu's house, so boring!

　　 "If you don't speak, then I guessed it! You see, the first time I saw you, you wanted to kill people in the stinking ditch!"

　　 "It's not a smelly ditch!" Qiao Muhuo turned his head, with **** eyes, looking at the boy in front of him displeasedly.

　　 That's a smelly ditch! It's just a small quagmire at best! I can't speak at all, so I hate it when I look at it, hum!

　　Mo Lin:...Isn't the smelly ditch the point? The point is that you are killing...

　　 "This is the second time, you want to burn someone to death! If you say there is no hatred, I don't believe it either."

　　"Since you hate this person so much, let's do it, how about I kill her for you? Don't worry, as long as I do it, I will ensure that she won't survive tonight."

　　 Yusu cried silently: Your Royal Highness's style of painting is not right! The child in front of you is already very cruel, why are you still taking people crookedly, your highness, if you do this, won't your conscience hurt?

　　Qiao Mu's little student strained a serious face, "No need!"

　　 Yusu Momoxin: Not bad, the children are still very pure and kind.

　　 Then a child's next sentence immediately broke him three views.

　　 "Let her die like this, it wouldn't be too cheap for her!" Qiao Mu said coldly, then glanced at the smiling Moline, "You can make her immortal, but she has been living since then. In hell?"

　　 Yusu's eyes widened slightly.

　　 "Yes." Moline nodded neatly, raised her hand and touched the child's head, "Leave it to me."

　　Aomu was silent for a while, and a small voice came out in the dark again, "Can you help me buy a continuous crossbow that can shoot arrows continuously."

　　 "Yes."

　　"It’s better to launch faster! Don’t grind the trash that can’t send two sticks for a long time!"

　　 "No problem!"

　　 "Can you buy the clothes that our family can wear in the next 20 years?" The kid thought about it and asked again.

　　 "Can."

　　 "Can you make a thousand iron arrows for me?" I didn't feel like I was in any position at all!

　　 "No problem."

　　"Can you give it to me in ten days?"

　　 "Good!"

　　 Qiaomu nodded in satisfaction, and threw a large package of gold hanging on his shoulders into Mo Lin’s arms, "If you have any leftovers, I will buy you delicious food."

　　 Yusu: ... Our Highness is not a foodie, thank you!

　　Mo Lin suddenly picked up the little guy and laughed away. Suddenly, I felt that since I met this interesting little guy, life seems to be a little more fun, and life seems to be injected with a little vitality.

　　 Yusu: Your Majesty, don’t ask, does this little girl want the clothes that the whole family can wear in the next 20 years, does it mean nothing?

　　 In this way, that weird little girl, murdered and set fire to the house tonight, just to buy the clothes of their family for the next 20 years? ...

　　hehe...