Chapter 52 Is it basic or dangerous

Although Xiaoluo learned a little martial arts, he still didn't know the deeper mystery of martial arts. He only felt that the two halo were bright and beautiful. He was curious and walked towards the two at the same time.

At this time, Mo Yuche and Yu Liuyi have entered the realm of selflessness and know nothing about the outside world. They are happy to work hard and defend the competition. Xiao Luo walked softly to the table and tilted his little head to look at the two curiously, but found that they both seemed to be asleep.

Xiaoluo was still a half-baked man in martial arts. He sat carelessly at the table and put the cloth bag in his hand and poured a cup of hot tea to drink it. Do he still need to see if the two woke up?

A cup of tea was soon finished. Xiao Luo stretched out and got up and stood beside Mo Yuche. He put his little head in front of the cold face and looked carefully. "Look at the white and red skin, it's almost better than mine..." After saying that, he stretched out his little hand and pinched the unimaginable softness. Maybe he has been traveling abroad all year round. The reason.

"With a poker face every day, the whole world owes you money!" As soon as his thoughts turned, Xiao Luo's mouth overflowed with a bad smile, and his two small hands leaned on Mo Yuche's cheeks at the same time and pinched, "Hey hey, the smile is still beautiful!"

It seemed that Xiao Luo was addicted and kneaded and was unhappy. Poor Mo Yuche didn't know that he had been put out all kinds of faces by Xiao Luo. Pinch left and right, Xiao Luo's eyes suddenly glanced at the desk beside him. A trace of joy flashed in his bright eyes, and he ran over happily to get a pen inkstone.

Picked up a thin brush stained with a little ink, Xiao Luo stepped back and bit her lip and thought. Yes!" Maybe he thought of something funny. Before he began to do it, Xiao Luo smiled and said to himself, "The eyebrows are a little thinner, and I'll add a few strokes to you... It's not good if your face is too white. You will be called a little white face, and I will also draw a few for you..."

"Puff...haha..." After the masterpiece was completed, Xiao Luo retreated and laughed wildly. Mo Yuche, who was originally handsome, was painted as a big-faced cat by her, or a very obscene big-faced cat. After having fun alone for a while, Xiao Luo stopped laughing and walked towards Yu Liu with a bad smile.

Mo Yuche no longer tapped his fingers, but used the mental method to compete with Yu Liu Goblet. The two seemed to be in another space and were not aware of what happened around them.

"flowing goblet..." The little white hand pinched the depressed goblet's cheek and made a sigh of admiration, "You said you are a man with good skin, why are you still so soft! It's much more comfortable than the prince's..." Xiao Luo kneaded all kinds of grimaces and stopped his hand with satisfaction, picked up another brush stained with ink and painted it on Yuliu's face.

"Two turtles and two turtles crawl slowly, one without claws and the other without a tail. It's really strange..." While humming the adapted children's song, they happily waved the brush in their hands.

"What a beautiful and unparalleled turtle girl!" Xiao Luo put down the pen and nodded his head with satisfaction, "Miss Ben's craftsmanship is quite good!"

After playing for half an hour, the two were still asleep. Xiaoluo couldn't help wondering. If he really fell asleep, he would sleep too heavily, right? I'm afraid that if an assassin comes, he will be slaughtered directly without any response?

"You must be very tired after sitting for so long..." Xiao Luo glanced at the bed in the study with a treachery smile. "Who told me to be kind at the bottom of my heart? I will complete you!" After saying it himself, Xiao Luo came forward and grabbed Mo Yuche's arm to pull him up.

But he forgot that he was just a seven-year-old doll now. Instead of dragging Mo Yuche, he threw himself into a fart. He scolded and rubbed his painful little ass and rolled his sleeves. "I don't believe I can't move you!"

With a gritting of his teeth, he pulled Mo Yuche up and said, "Miss Hengben is very powerful! Alas, don't fall down..." Before Xiaoluo was proud, he was pressed under Mo Yuche. "The dead prince fell asleep and didn't forget to take advantage of it..." He cursed and got up from under Mo Yuche, but forgot that this seemed to be self-apulting.

"Forget it, you can lie on the ground..." Looking at Mo Yuche, who was a head taller than himself, he thought that the plan to drag the two to the bed would not work. Hem..." After a long time, he finally put the two together.

Xiao Luo sat aside and lifted his sleeves and fanned the wind. "I'm exhausted. Let's see why you are so thin and weak!" After resting for a while, Xiao Luo got up and poured himself a cup of tea to get used to it.

"Puff, hahaha..." The two people who accidentally aimed at the ground, Xiao Luo couldn't help spitting out all the tea in her mouth. "The basic feelings are infinite! Sleep well, and I will go back to rest first, haha!" The walk in front of the door stopped. Xiaoluo turned around and thought about it. He ran to the bedside and took the mattress to cover the two of them. Then he pushed the door and walked out. The small cloth bag was forgotten in the study.

He hummed all the way back to the west wing. Thinking of the scene just now, he couldn't help laughing. Xia Hedongyu in the room heard the movement and hurried out. Seeing that the young lady came back, he hurried to welcome him. "Why did the young lady go there for so long? Isn't it be the prince on a whim..."

"Winter rain... How to talk about big or small?" Although the two have discussed this issue in the room for a long time, Xia He has also guessed many possibilities, but how can they talk nonsense in front of the young lady now?

"What's up?" Xiaoluo was puzzled and looked at the winter rain. Xiaoluo didn't know whether he was happy or not, but he was quite happy. Thinking of his masterpiece Xiaoluo laughed.

Xia He and Dongyu looked at each other and didn't know what the young lady was laughing at.

"Go to the house and I'll tell you something interesting..." It's too boring to be happy. Xiao Luo decided to tell Xia Hedongyu about his great feat, and everyone was happy together.

Xiaoluo sat on the bed in the room, and Xia Hedongyu moved stools and sat by the bedside, ready to listen to the lady's funny story. Before he opened his mouth, Xiaoluo laughed again. Xia Hedongyu looked inexplicably and guessed what was wrong with the young lady.

"Cough..." Xiao Luo cleared his throat and warned himself not to laugh. When his smile was suppressed a little, he opened his mouth and said, "Didn't I say to send something to the prince before..." He vividly said what he saw in the study and what he had done. As soon as he finished his words, he laughed again.

Xia He and Dong Yu looked at the young lady with a frightened face. The young lady was too bold, but the prince! Although it is not clear whether the imperial master is fierce or not, it is already disrespectful for the seven princes alone.

Xiao Luo's tears came out, but found that Xia He Dongyu not only did not smile, but also looked surprised and scared, "Sister Xia He Dongyu, what's wrong with you? Don't you think it's funny?"

"Miss..." Dongyu is about to cry. There is no intention to laugh. Even if it is really funny, she dares not laugh. It was the emperor's son, the seventh prince of the Mo Dynasty, who was teased!

"Miss, you are blaspheming the majesty of the royal family and want to lose your head..."

"Did you drop your head?" Xiaoluo was stunned, didn't it? Can a small joke cause death?" He is my husband, so it shouldn't be a big deal..." After thinking about it, Xiao Luo also realized that it was a little inappropriate. The royal people pay attention to their face. The seventh prince who made such nonsense would not really be angry and cut himself, would he?

Mo Yuche and Yu Liu have been fighting for a long time but have not been able to distinguish the winner. Although the two have deep internal strength, they gradually began to be a little unsupportable. It seems that it was agreed that the two of them usually stop at the same time, and Yu Liu was relieved that if they continued to fight, they would go crazy. Mo Yuche also secretly said that it was dangerous, but he didn't expect that the internal strength of this seemingly weak national teacher was comparable to that of himself.

After adjusting their luck for a while, they opened their eyes, but found that they were not sitting at the table but lying on the ground, covered with a quilt. Mo Yuche sat up with a trace of doubt and suddenly noticed that there seemed to be someone beside him. He turned his head and happened to see Yu Liu goblet looking at himself with a shocked face. "Master Yu, your face..." Mo Yuche stared at the flowery turtle on Yu Liu's face with a strange face.

It's strange for Yu Liu Goblet to wake up. Shouldn't he sit at the table? When did you lie on the ground and still cover the bedding? Sitting up, he noticed that someone seemed to be next to him and turned around, but he saw the seventh prince. He was stunned when he saw the ink flowing on his face. When he heard the seventh prince's words, could he say that he also had it on his face?

The two looked at each other with doubts and shock. It's okay if there is a woman lying next to her, but she is still a man and a good-looking man! Thinking that these two people bowed their heads and looked at themselves at the same time.

"The Seventh Prince is..." Yu Liu's goblet stared at Mo Yuche with an embarrassed face. His robe had only been missing with only one obese clothes on his body, and a trace of anger flashed on his handsome face. "The Seventh Prince actually has such a hobby..."

Mo Yuche also had a gloomy face, and his robe was nowhere to be found. He even wore only his lower body. "Yu Guoshi, this must be a misunderstanding..." Mo Yuche secretly discussed his normal tightness, how could he have that hobby again.

Yu Liu Goblet understood after a little thought that both of them may have been in a state of selflessness before, and I'm afraid this was done by a third person. I got up and turned around and found the clothes of myself and the seventh prince by the bed. The Seventh Prince should wear a coat first..."

The two dressed in a muffled voice walked to the table and sat down, and their eyes were attracted by the small cloth bag on the table. Yu Liu Goblet picked up the cloth bag and looked at it and felt a little familiar. Then he remembered that it was the cloth bag he bought when he went shopping with Xiao Luo.

"Does Yu Guoshi know who this cloth bag is?"

Yu Liu Goblet smiled. Wasn't she playing tricks on herself and the seventh prince? If Liu Goblet said, I hope the prince won't be angry.

The dark eyes narrowed slightly. Could it be that he knew each other? Yu Guoshi said it's okay.

"This person just made a picture on your and my face, dragging you and me together, coughing, but he didn't take advantage of me to enter the realm of selflessness... There must be a lot of dark guards in the prince's mansion, and I'm afraid it's difficult for others to get in..."

"Didn't Yu Guoshi come in?"

Yu Liu Goblet was robbed and his face turned red. He did come in and hasn't startle a dark guard... "Lord Seven, the person who wants to tease you and me is the little princess of the Seventh Prince..."

Is it Lorr? Mo Yuche couldn't help looking at the cloth bag again. When Luo Er came back, she seemed to be holding a similar big cloth bag in her arms...