[69 Book Bar-www.] Isn’t these ancient poems, popular songs, and little yellow words the essential knowledge for women traveling through time?

This little guy...

Why don't you understand your hard work...

Mo Qingwu sighed long and lowered her head and sucked the lotus seed soup.

"The fragrance of the world is gone in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming, and eternal regret..." Xiao Lianhong shook his head, "eternal regret..."

His little face was wrinkled, and his eyes were slipping towards Qingxue, who was beside Mo Qingwu.

"The idiot...is the eternal regret that he will never find the place to return in spring."

Mo Qingwu heard a hot and humid breath passing by his ears. He covered his mouth with his hands, glanced at the book beside Hong Hyun's hand through a table, and coughed.

Hong Hyun glanced at Lian Hyun coldly and smiled, with a very gentle smile.

I saw it so hard that I saw it.

He hurriedly blurted out, "In April, the flowers on earth are gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming. I have always regretted that the spring girl is searching for her, and Daddy Xue is holding the spring palace."

...

Don’t lightly miss the chills.

Yumeng's face was pale.

"You went to the brothel again and spent money to buy the erotic palace map?"

"That...just occasionally..." Wu Xue glared at Lian Hyun fiercely, and the latter just shrugged and stood honestly.

"Remember the "Pipa Xing" once."

"Noisy and terrible..."

"Notto, noisy, wrong bullets...what is behind? Remember?"

Lian Hyun learned his lesson this time and glanced at Mier.

Mo Qingwu couldn't see it very clearly when she was far away. She only saw the little guy's eyes lit up, "Noisy and mixed, beautiful peach blossom fan."

Mier's hand holding the fan shook, and her figure became a little unstable.

"This time the lyrics have made progress, so I can take the lyrics and take the scene." Hong Hyun pursed his lips, as if he was holding back his smile.

"Thank you, Daddy, for the praise."

This is not a compliment, it is obviously cold... I can't even hear this kid.

"But the little poem you handed over is not very good." Hong Hyun held the paper in his hand and shook...

Xiao Lianhong's body also trembled.

Mo Qingwu leaned over and pulled it out of his hand. When he saw it... he was happy.

It was originally time to write ancient poems, but this kid wrote them into a lip-fruit poem. It is not vegetarian or meaty.

The crooked words clearly read: "The egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and the fake father in the Western Regions fly by the river; there is another sadness and secret hatred, the second father in the house in the deep spring; Wen Yu's father plays the piano alone, and still sings the back garden flowers across the river; when the mountains are blooming, I watch Xue Dad play in the spring palace."

...

Don’t look at it, although it’s messy, it’s quite artistic.

But those famous poems were ruined by her so miserable. At such a young age... they were full of lewd poems and songs.

Mo Qingwu slapped the rice paper on the table.

Everyone was shocked.

Mo Qingwu turned her head and said to Honghydro with a smile: "This kid is tired too, let her go back and rest."

Hong Hyun smiled faintly and squeezed her hand tightly, "You said you've achieved success."

The next moment he said, "Go back...and kneel."

...

The person who told me, I didn't say anything.

Xiao Lian Hydrogen shook, and glanced at Mo Qingwu very carefully. Mo Qingwu immediately understood it and turned his head to Mie Ren who was serving him, saying, "Go to the kitchen to ask someone to serve a bowl of lotus seed soup and send it to the little master."

"No."

Mo Qingwu glared.

Hong Hyun changed his words, "Forget it, I've been kneeling for enough hours at night and bathing, so I'll send it to him."

sigh.

This person...

He is always not good enough to his children, and he is so handsome when he is a strict father.

Such a warm and warm person is also a stern face.

Why……

Mom, it hurts so much.

Mo Qingwu frowned and her face turned into pickles.

The snow is pinching me again.

I was so painful that I was so painful.

I thought he was jealous again, but he turned his eyes and asked me to look at it...

Xiao Lianhong walked in a crooked manner. I don’t know if it was hit. Anyway, the little back made people feel distressed... This kid is actually not bad, at least better than himself...

She could only sell a coffin book and recite the past small lyrics and poems.

He can also learn and apply it to craft it... well, although it is not very good at crafting...

However, it's still better than me, a mother-in-law...

It's really hard for him.

Although he knew... he was just pretending to be pitiful and might not really kneel when he returned to the house... But Mo Qingwu was still worried.

Turning his head and looking at Hong Hydrogen.

His eyes were soft and he looked at the little back...

In fact, he knew that he also wanted to teach Xiao Lian Hydrogen well. After all, when this little guy was born, he loved him too much and became the little devil king now.

So Mo Qingwu was determined and forced to endure...

But in the end, some people couldn't stand it anymore.

Jue Xue stepped forward and helped him, trying to hold Lian Hyun's little hand and take him back.

But……

That is, when they are big and small, they are ready to leave.

A shining thing flew out of the corner of his little clothes... After rolling a few times, he fell to the feet of Wushen.

Although... the candlelight is a little dark.

But Mo Qingwu could still see clearly... it was a...a black iron talisman.

I was so anxious that I searched for things that I had been looking for all day.

...

Mo Qingwu sweats coldly.

In fact, if it were me... I was sure to leave now.

But I don’t know if this little guy was scared or had insufficient strength. In short, Wu Xue held his hand and tightly...

He kept turning him back to the house.

rumor……

That night was very thrilling.

In short, I don’t know what method this second father used. Xiao Lianhong has another fearful person in his life.

Whenever Wu Xue gets angry,

This guy was afraid to avoid it, and this phenomenon lasted for a long time.

This is a later story.

But according to the left-behind servant,

That night,

Xiao Lianhong ran to Honghong's house overnight, threw herself into his arms, and lay aggrievedly on Honghong's knees without saying a word...

Honghong touched him with distress.

The paper window was filled with hazy moonlight, shining on the two father and son who were snuggling.
To be continued...