Jiu He couldn't stand it any longer, so he snatched Mianmian back from their hands, "A bunch of old people are so shameless, they kissed my sweet grandson, and his face turned red! They all had unshaven beards, and they were not afraid of pricking my sweet grandson!"
"
Diandian ran over hurriedly and pulled her sister behind her. She looked so angry that she looked like a little lion.
Everyone laughed and wanted to come over and pinch him, but he ran away quickly.
"Spiritual little guy."
The two little guys ran to their mother and hugged her thighs, just like fledglings seeking protection.
Mianmian was okay, she was used to this kind of situation, but Diandian couldn't.
To put it bluntly, he is a little bully in Maple Forest Mountain. Who dares to pinch his face and kiss him at every turn?
Normally, he always has a cold face, like a moving iceberg. Today, his little iceberg face was almost unbearable.
It is only in front of his mother that he will show his childish nature. In the eyes of outsiders, he is more like Mo Jiu Su No. 2, cold, and with a maturity and stability that is not suitable for children.
"Mother..."
"What's wrong?"
Ling Xuewei squatted down and looked at Dot and Dot's little pouted mouths, which could hang oil cans. It was a bit funny.
She pinched his little cheek and said, "Mom, would you like to go there with you to have something to eat? There is your favorite chestnut cake."
"Okay..." Diandian was fuming angrily a second ago, but now he was smiling happily.
"Mother, where is Mianmian?"
"You too."
At this time, there was a voice outside the door, and Guan Zhixing came in with Jiang Weiliu.
Senior is here!
Ling Xuewei naturally invited Jiang Weiliu, but she knew that her senior was in retreat, but she didn't expect that her senior would still come.
"You're here, haha!"
Jiuhe had already greeted them, and Ling Xuewei wanted to go there, but fortunately Huangfuchen came over and said, "I'll watch them, you go ahead."
Di Jian said at the side, "With us here, what are you worried about?"
"good."
Ling Xuewei and Ye Moyan went over together. Here, the two little guys were held in their arms and sat down to eat snacks.
This is what Bai Lichen and Su Yuanzhi saw when they came.
Ling Xuewei, who was talking to Jiang Weiliu, turned around and saw them, walking towards them, "Are you here?"
"Didn't you say it was just an ordinary birthday party?"
Su Yuanzhi looked at the big guys chatting and laughing in the hall and swallowed. If nothing else, the old man in purple robe not far away, if he saw it right, seemed to be from the Chixia sect.
Taoist priest Haiqing?
Isn't the rumor dead? How could it appear here? The rumors are indeed not credible.
"The sect master is here too?"
Seeing Jiang Weiliu, Su Yuanzhi couldn't help but take a step back.
"What's going on with you?"
"What? Are you scared?" Ling Xuewei smiled.
This smile earned Su Yuanzhi a roll of his eyes. Can you not be afraid? This formation is too scary! It was even worse than last year's hunting conference!
"Are you here too?" At this time Jiang Weiliu came over.
"metropolitan."
"metropolitan."
Bai Lichen and Su Yuanzhi saluted together.
"This is not at Yunyin Mountain. There is no need to be formal. We are all invited guests today."
"yes."
After saying a few words, Jiang Weiliu was taken away by several old men. Seeing this, Su Yuanzhi breathed a long sigh of relief.
Don’t blame him for being cowardly, it’s actually Alexander who is facing this legendary person.
"You're calm." Su Yuanzhi glanced at Bai Lichen, who still had a calm expression.
Ling Xuewei brought them in and asked, "Are Elder Yixiao and Elder Siyuan okay?"
"It's good, but the sect has a lot of affairs recently, so they asked us to come on their behalf." Bai Lichen said.
"What happened to the sect?"
Ling Xuewei asked.
"There have been more and more injured disciples recently, Thousand Emperors Sect..."
Just as Su Yuanzhi was about to say something, he was stopped by Bai Lichen's look.
Su Yuanzhi changed the subject, "Didn't they...have been provoking troubles before? So there are many things that need to be handled by Master and the others. Here, I would like to give you a congratulatory gift to Diandian and Mianmian."
Bai Lichen also took out a box, and Ling Xuewei took it, "Thank you on their behalf."
He led them into the main hall, greeted many people, and introduced each other. After walking around, Su Yuanzhi's eyes were filled with stars.
"You don't have to stay with us."
Bai Lichen said to Ling Xuewei.
Su Yuanzhi was drinking the three-color wine specially prepared by Ling Xuewei, with a satisfied look on his face, "Yes, go and do your work, stop hanging around us."
As she spoke, her chin raised slightly, Ling Xuewei looked over and saw that Ye Moyan was walking towards this side.
Ye Moyan walked up to Ling Xuewei, nodded slightly to the two of them, and held her waist, "Master wants us to come over."
"Go over there." Su Yuanzhi said hurriedly.
"Then I'll go."
Watching the two of them leaving together, Su Yuanzhi leaned into Bai Lichen's ear and said, "We won't separate for a moment, so we look at each other so closely?"
Bailichen walked away.
"Hey, I haven't finished speaking yet! Lord Yebai, why are you like this?"
…
When the banquet ended, it was already late at night. After sending the last person away, Ling Xuewei finally felt a little tired.
The two little guys had fallen asleep and were carried back to the room by Guan Zhixing.
Di Jian and Huangfu Chen had already returned to Shanjian Waterfall. Unfortunately, Uncle Rong and the others could not show up for this banquet. After all, they were wanted people, but they thoughtfully prepared gifts for the two little guys.
Ye Moyan walked over and asked, "Are you tired?"
"fine."
Actually, I'm a little tired.
Seeing the tiredness on Ling Xuewei's eyebrows, Ye Moyan suddenly leaned over and hugged her.
Ling Xuewei was startled, subconsciously hugged his neck and lowered her voice, "What are you doing!"
This is the hall.
Looking around, I found that at some point, they were the only two people left in the hall.
"Carry you back."
Quiet night, night moyan
The sharp-edged facial features reveal a bit of softness.
Strikingly handsome.
"I can go by myself..."
Ling Xuewei struggled to get down.
Ye Moyan ignored her and carried her upstairs step by step.
Ling Xuewei hugged him and nestled in the crook of his neck until her back touched the soft bed.
Her black hair was scattered in all directions, and her long red skirt and black hair formed a flamboyant and enchanting arc. Her eyebrows were picturesque, and her snow-white skin was like fine porcelain, like an elf in the dark night.
She is so beautiful tonight.
Ever since Ling Xuewei appeared tonight, Ye Moyan has not taken his eyes off her for a moment.
His eyes were as deep as the sea, as if there were surging undercurrents.
"Weier."
Ye Moyan's voice was low, with a hint of hoarseness.
Ling Xuewei was startled, then met Ye Moyan's deep eyes, and then saw him leaning forward and getting closer slowly.
Breathing intertwined, his unique scent of ice and snow poured into the tip of his nose, and finally, his lips touched his.
Ling Xuewei's heart skipped a beat.
The air gradually becomes thinner.
The room temperature gradually rises...
Tonight's Yemoyan is out of control.
The deep eyes are like locking onto prey, dangerous and destructive.
Ling Xuewei felt as if there was a stream of light exploding in front of her eyes, and the night was still very long... (To be continued)