Mo Yan was a little tired after having been fussing over things all morning, especially for someone who had slept in all morning.
Mo Yan was planning to take a rest, but he met someone in the backyard who he shouldn't have met.
"Hey, vixen," a woman dressed in luxurious clothes, but her behavior was vulgar, like a country girl.
"..." Mo Yan remained silent, imagining how he would turn into a fox. It should be quite cute and fluffy.
"Vixen, who did you seduce again?" Mu Ximeng felt bored after returning to the palace two days ago. It was not as interesting as outside. So Mu Ximeng thought of Mo Yan, and she came running.
"..." Mo Yan remained speechless.
"Vixen, do you want to become a white swan?" Mu Ximeng raised her eyebrows, and then sarcastically said, "Don't think that you can become a god by wearing white clothes. If you go to hell like this, the King of Hell will not want to accept you, so you won't
should exist"
"..." Mo Yan frowned, "You..."
"What are you doing? You are a proton, and I am a princess," Mu Ximeng put her hands on her hips, looking like a street naughty kid, and wiped her nose with her hands, "It's good that I didn't ask you to salute."
"..." Mo Yan blinked and realized that she had indeed read it correctly, then she said faintly, "It turns out there is someone in front of me."
"You..." Did he just think that he was not a human being? Mu Ximeng was angry, but then he smiled and gritted his teeth, "Don't think that you can just lie down on the emperor's bed now. People like you can't even work in a brothel."
Even the waiters can do better than you."
The summer wind was very gentle, and the sun in the sky was particularly dazzling, but Mo Yan was wondering why it hadn't started to rain yet.
"Why don't you speak? Vixen," Mu Ximeng said in a vixen voice, shouting very enthusiastically, "I'm telling you, if you dare to seduce the emperor again, I will scratch your face."
Mo Yan slowly raised his hand and touched his face, then looked at Mu Ximeng with hope, "Is it really possible?"
Mu Ximeng was shocked now. She was saying that scratching Mo Yan's face meant disfigurement, "You..."
Mu Ximeng pointed at Mo Yan and couldn't say a word for a long time. She tugged at the corner of her clothes in embarrassment, "Don't think..., don't think that I don't dare. Believe it or not, I can ruin your face right now."
"
"Okay," Mo Yan pretended to be deep in thought, and then said one word firmly.
This word made Mu Ximeng almost unable to stand, thinking that she was hallucinating.