My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: Six hundred and fifty-sixth

Master Jojo was awakened by a series of noisy sounds.

When I opened my eyes, the sky was already bright.

Many local people outside have already got out of the tent, preparing steaming steamed buns and rice porridge, and there is endless noise.

Master Qiaoqiao turned over and saw Prince Mo lying sideways next to him, with his chin in one hand, smiling and squinting at him.

She rolled her eyes, then rolled over again with no expression, intending to continue sleeping.

Mo Lin didn't let her go to sleep anymore. She stretched out her hand and hugged her up, with a melancholy expression, "Well, my wife has become so small, so sad."

The little guy was flushed with suffocation, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"What would you like to have for breakfast, Jojo."

"Shrimp dumplings and bird's nest porridge." The little guy said blankly.

"Wow, my husband really understands his wife's heart. I have prepared it for you a long time ago."

Although the little guy didn't show it on his face, but there was a little smile in his heart. He pursed his small mouth and commanded, "Let me down!"

"That won't work, your five-short figure is so slow to walk two steps. People are not as tall as a washbasin! Let your husband hold you and wash!"

You only have a short stature, and your Mo family are all five short!

Master Qiaoqiao spit out a few words in his heart and snorted, "Put Ms. Qiaoqiao on the stool."

Moline endured a smile, nodded reluctantly, and still Yiyan took a stool for the little guy and placed it in front of the basin stand.

The face was paralyzed and began to wash without expression, while washing his heart madly complaining: I would not dig pits by myself if I knew it...

"Jojo, since you have transformed into this look, why don't you take the opportunity to escape?"

"Waiting for you." Qiaomu wiped his face with a wet kerchief, dropped it into the basin, and people jumped under the stool.

Mo Lin shook her figure before she came to her, and as soon as she stretched out her arms, she hugged her back into her arms.

"My husband prepared a good breakfast for you early in the morning. I was not happy." Mo Lin smiled and hugged her and walked out of the tent. He paused for a while, and muttered to her, "Jojo is for Those people in Xiaoli Village changed their minds and stayed behind."

Qiao Mu was silent for a while, then nodded, "If I don't show up, Qin Er will probably lead people to slaughter the village."

"Oh, why do you see it?" Moline's eyes flashed slightly, and her eyes fell firmly on her little face.

Qiaomu's heart suddenly tightened, only to feel a bit dry in his voice.

Because she knows what Kotoji is like better than anyone else~ IndoMTL.com~ After getting along for so long, bit by bit, the memory can be blurred, but the pain engraved on the bottom of my heart is nothing. Can't fade away.

She didn't want to lie to Joe Qiao's Lian, she didn't want to lie to him in anything, so she said, "Didn't I tell you before, I had a long dream."

Moline's breathing tightened slightly, and she nodded.

"There is him and that person in my dream. Qin Er in my dream is a very paranoid person."

"Although I want to let the people of Xiaoli Village ignore it, it is not impossible to run away by myself. But after all...I can't take the lives of so many people to bet."

"I, I understand that person's temperament. If you follow him in the dream, he will do it. He will not hesitate to coerce me with the lives of all the people in Xiaoli Village."

"I have also thought about it carefully, whether to let it go, or to stay for the villagers who have never known each other."