Chapter 722

So he finally changed his mind!

Wei iris can't enter the back palace. What's left is to let Wei continue to pretend to be a eunuch, and then let the night stare at her every moment.

"Yes!" The night immediately replied, with a strong look.

According to the truth, the dark guards around me should be a group of cold-blooded and emotionless killers, but this night obviously does not meet this point.

Otherwise, the night will not be trapped by her, so that she can easily break away from his shackles.

"Snake Snake, snake... " Su'er screams in her dream. Su'er, who was sleeping on the edge of the bed, turns over and rolls down from the bed. Mu Jin, who is sleeping in a chair beside her, catches su'er, who is rolling down from the bed, with a quick eye.

However, su'er did not wake up at this time. She had a pair of good-looking cigarette eyebrows, which were tightly wrinkled, tensed all over, and her hands were tightly clasped.

I don't know what happened in my dream. When mujin gently put su'er on the bed and covered su'er with quilt, su'er grasped mujin's sleeve tightly, and her little pink mouth mured: "mother, su'er should hold!"

I had a nightmare just now, but now I began to ask for hugs.

Mujin is gripped by su'er's small hands at the cuffs. It's difficult to get rid of her.

Maybe it's because su'er is too close. Su'er's milk fragrance smells very good in her nose, which makes mujin very familiar.

When he was holding zhu'er, the taste of zhu'er was similar to that of su'er.

This undoubtedly makes mujin feel close to su'er, especially su'er's lovely but playful sleeping face, which makes people love her very much.

However, mujin looked at it carefully and thought that she could find a trace of Wei iris from su'er's eyebrows and eyes. In the past five years, he met many people who were similar to Wei iris, but they were only similar in appearance, but no one had the charm of Wei iris.

However, the little girl let him see Wei iris when he was a child.

The only difference between the same intelligence and the same ancient spirit is that Wei iris knows how to grasp the scale, how to do things in a relaxed way, and how to be calm and wise when things happen.

And this little girl is obviously spoiled by the family. She has no sense of crisis. She is used to her own way and even more lawless.

However, with her talent and intelligence, as long as she has suffered a few times, she will be able to collect her temperament and cultivate it in the future. Maybe her temperament will be the same as that of Wei iris.

When night comes, it's also the most vulnerable time for people. The thoughts of Wei iris are springing up like the tide. At the moment, his mind has a kind of idea, that is, to keep Sue by his side, and then cultivate her temperament like Wei iris.

Many years later, when a little Iris Wei stood in front of him. Although it is different in appearance, its character and verve are very similar to those of iris Wei.

Would it be a comfort to him?

Even if he just looked at it, he also felt that Wei iris had just changed her body and accompanied him. That would be enough.

Mujin thought of this, there is no temperature of the lip angle at this time slowly showing a bright and warm arc.

Then mujin hugs su'er to the bed and lies beside her.

Su'er always seemed to sleep with her mother before, so when mujin was by her side, su'er, who was lying on her back, turned to her side, put her hands around mujin's neck, and a short leg hit mujin's leg naturally.

Mujin can't help laughing. The sleeping posture of this child is really similar to that of Wei iris.

Wei iris likes to knock her leg on his leg when she sleeps.

"My mother, su'er wants to tell you a little secret. Su'er will marry the master later..." Su'er's sweet, soft, waxy voice rings softly in mujin's ear.

Mujin smiles again and reaches for su'er's back.

Su'er's soft breath, light on mujin's face, that delicate feeling, let mujin's heart stir up a warm ripple.

This feeling is really wonderful!

When the sunlight of the morning scattered on su'er's face through the shadow of the tree, su'er rubbed her eyes with her hands, stretched out her hand to cover one thing on her face, blocked the light in front of her eyes, and intended to continue sleeping.

Eh, what's this? It's cool and thin on the face. It's very comfortable. Then it has a touch of ink.

Smell it!

This reminds her of the taste of Shifu. The smell of Shifu is also so light and fragrant, which is very good.

Is it the master coming?

This made Sue open her hazy eyes.

But to her is a silver mask carved with delicate patterns, as well as those deep as the ancient Tan's eyes.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that sue found out that she was sleeping next to her uncle at the moment.

God, her mother told her not to sleep in the same bed with an adult man, even her father.

This is when she begged the master to accompany her to sleep, the mother told her.

But now the strange uncle climbed into her bed and slept with her.

Wuwuwu, will she not get married in the future? She didn't sleep with her master! Especially when she grew up, the master seldom hugged her.

Su'er immediately glanced at Mu Jin and waved her fist to her face. Mu Jin opened her eyes, but she didn't stop her. Su'er let her little fist hit him in the face.

Later, su'er whines again, her eyes curved, and she holds her hand pitifully: "it hurts so much, it hurts so much." then her dark eyes stare at mujin angrily.

The little girl said that she was stupid. He wore a silver mask on her face. It seemed light and thin, but the texture was very hard.

As a result, she hit him with a fist.

"Hooligan, hooligan, you big hooligan, how do you want me to marry someone after this?" The body of the little nuomi Tuan got up from the bed, sat in front of mujin, and pushed her feet straight to mujin's chest.

This girl is at most five years old. If she was fifteen, he would not even enter the door.

They were so small that they began to worry that they could not get married.

Who is going to teach her!

"You can marry your master!" Mujin also sat up and fell on the bed in layers of white clothes. Her posture was like bamboo.

In front of this cute little nuomi dumpling, mujin couldn't help but want to tease her.

As soon as su'er heard this, the little foot she was pedaling on stopped moving. There was a hint of shyness on her pink face. It was disgusting. It was disgusting. How could he know that she wanted to marry her master!