Huanyan tilted her head: "Oh, it's not good to have a fortune, so let's call Situ Zhaofu!"
"Do you think I'm a cat?"
Situ Chenjue couldn't help it anymore and pinched Huanyan's nose hard.
Huanyan has a bitter face:
"It hurts, don't pinch it!"
"I deserve it. I'll tell you a little thing not to give my husband a better name!"
Huanyan pouted: "I don't know who said it just now. Now we are strangers, aren't you my husband anymore!"
"Just just play a game, do you understand the game? Woman! You are actually my wife!"
Huanyan muttered secretly: "...Tsk, I don't abide by the rules of the game I set myself, and I also said that others... have no principles at all, no bottom line..."
Situ Chenjue ignored her and only glanced sharply across a picture of the mountains and flowing water hanging on the wall inside the room, with a poem written on it:
"A little wind blows the sand with shallow ink."
Two words slowly emerged from his clear lips:
"Mo…feng…”
“Yeah, this name is good!
Hey, woman, just call me Mo Feng! The ink of ink, the strong wind!"
Huanyan's teeth were about to lose weight: "Hey, classmate, do you need to make a name for an ancient hero in the time travel article? You don't have the chivalrous spirit!"
He is obviously a businessman full of stinking smell of copper... he is pretending to be a hero... he can't stand it anymore...
"You say it, you say it!" Situ Chenjue's face turned blue, and he hugged her slender waist and bit Huanyan's earlobe: "You say it again, I'll kill you tonight!"
She covered her mouth and smiled and ran away: "Hey, this is not OK! Everyone said that when we are playing games now, we pretend to be strangers, and strangers are not allowed to touch each other!"
"What's wrong with me trying to touch you? No?" He once again rolled her back into his arms...
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Huanyan tilted her head, stuck out her tongue, and consciously broke free from his arms. She looked like a weak woman was bullied by a hooligan, and waved her waist toward him, and bowed:
"Hero Mo Feng, the little woman has no grudges with you all the time, and has no grudges recently. Today is the first time we meet. We have never met before and have nothing to do with each other.
You are a lot of adults, don't bother me with the little girl, and don't do anything wrong with the robbers, otherwise...
But it will damage your hero’s wise and magical image, a handsome and elegant tree, and a graceful and charming image!"
Situ Chenjue coughed, his expression on his face was very smelly, but he didn't know what to say for a moment!
He has now appreciated the clever side of this little woman!
It's really strange. In the past, she was vulgar and snobbish, but later, for a while, she was like a little bun and allowed him to bully him.
But recently she seemed to be raising her tail, becoming more and more eloquent and faster, but she liked her more and more!
He really likes her like this, shining. Although he doesn't need to do any amazing career, his little personality, temper, and spikes are so appreciated by him.
It seems that he really likes this woman, no matter who she is...
However, how could he not know who she is!
She is not Ye Xiaoyu, who else can it be!
Situ Chenjue laughed at himself secretly. Women are just joking with him and playing games. Will he really doubt her identity because of this? He is not a fool!
Could it be a vixen?
Thinking of this, he hugged his arms and smiled coldly at Huanyan: "This lady!"