My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: One thousand one hundred and fifty one

The little monkey is no longer kneeling, his back drooped and shrunk into a small ball, crying pitifully, "Oh, now if I have a quilt, I can fall asleep right away."

　　 the words fell, and there was an extra bunk on the ground on the side, and two brand-new brocade quilts were placed on the soft mattress.

　　 The little monkey hurriedly crawled over and hugged Baby Mo and kissed him, "Little dumpling, my aunt really loves you to death, you are such a good and considerate child. My aunt will not accompany them, I will go to bed first. That's it!"

　　 Everyone couldn't help but twitched their mouths, and when they squinted, they saw the little monkey roll on the floor without an image, shake off the two quilts, and crawled in.

　　 Master Guangguang yawned and looked miserably at the thick and soft floor. "Well, then, then I will sleep for a while. When I wake up, I will kneel again."

　　 is really a doze of willpower.

　　 Master Guangguang also surrendered, rolled into the mattress, pulled a corner of the quilt, lay down and fell asleep.

　　 Baby Mo moved in the arms of the little monk.

　　 The little monk was too sleepy, but he knelt there, half-closed his eyes, and said, "Kneel for a while, and you have to bear all your mistakes."

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　　 When Molian sleeps until midnight, she always feels her bright eyes are staring at her faintly.

　　 With a strong willpower, he opened his eyes and rolled out of the bed.

　　 happened to meet the little face of my wife’s paralyzed expressionless face, raised her hand to help her forehead, crying and laughing, "Daughter-in-law, what are you doing without going to bed most of the night."

　　 I really want to be scared to death by my little wife.

　　 Sitting next to you in the middle of the night, looking at herself faintly, Mo Lin really has the heart to cry.

　　 Xiaomian squeezed the corners of his mouth, suddenly raised his hand to lift the quilt, pointed to the mattress, and said faintly, "What's missing."

　　Mo Lin looked down, with a bewildered handsome face. When she met the serious expression of her little wife, she suddenly reacted.

　　 "My son, where's my son?"

　　 He remembered that before going to bed, he had waited on his little ancestor to pull him for a while, then washed him and was picked up by his wife.

　　 Prince Mo hurriedly got up, flipped the pillow and searched for a long while, on a beautiful bed, where was his son.

　　 This product was born in a cold sweat, and quickly turned to look at his wife, "Son, son?"

　　 Little facial paralysis, without saying anything, he slapped his head with a fist, "You don’t know if your son is lost! No wonder my mother has been telling you all the time, saying that your men are unreliable at all. I have to worry about it as a mother!"

　　 Prince Mo looked at the sudden attack of his wife with a bewildered look, and his heart beat a drum.

　　 "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law." He called her weakly.

　　 Facial palsy said in an angry tone, "What is good about you! Admit it?"

　　 "Wrong, wrong!" Moline nodded her big head frequently, with an excellent attitude of admitting mistakes, and asked cautiously, "Son, where did my son go?"

　　 "Huh! You stare at your son, you don't even know that your son was taken away a hundred years ago!"

　　 Prince Mo grievedly glanced at his wife.

　　 "Come with me!" The face was paralyzed and he draped down on the ground, put on his shoes, and casually pulled a cloak around him.

　　 Mo Lin looked puzzled, and followed the little daughter-in-law out of the main hall.

　　 At this time, the moon is thick, and there are stars in the dark night sky, and a cold wind is coming.

　　Mo Lin subconsciously took Qiao Mu's hand and took her into her arms.