Ye Mohan was a little helpless, so he kissed her tenderly again.

He was indeed very tired last night, so tired that he didn't want to say much, he just wanted Xiao Mian to be by his side.

But Xiao Mian's sentence "I want it" seemed to have given him blood, and he immediately became alive and well.

Even now, he is refreshed and full of energy.

Not only did I feel better, but my body felt better too.

This is more satisfying than smoking a pack of cigarettes in a row.

"Next time I'll be gentle, I missed you so much last night." Ye Mohan said softly in Xia Jinmian's ear.

"Hmph, get out!" Xia Jinmian turned over, with her back facing him, ignoring him.

Ye Mohan straightened her back and kissed her hair before turning and leaving.

Xia Jinmian unconsciously fell asleep again.

The martial arts tournament is about to start, but the princess has not shown up for a long time.

There is only one competition this time, and the rule is that 500 people will stand on Fengxing Terrace at the same time, and the last 5 people will enter the final round.

This is also the final knockout match, and it is said that the princess will go to watch the match in person.

However, many people looked at the royal audience stage, but they did not see the princess for a long time.

Ou Huang, carrying Shi Chun, also boarded the royal audience stage.

Not seeing Xia Jinmian, Ou Huang wondered, "Where did the princess go?"

No one in the royal audience knew about it.

Shi Chun took out his phone and sent a message, but there was no reply.

On the other hand, Ou Huang suddenly saw Ye Mohan, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

Shi Chun followed Ou Huang's gaze and smiled.

"Ye Mohan is here, it's good to see him so energetic."

"Um."

Ou Huang nodded, hoping that Ye Mohan would not disappoint him in the future.

Shi Chun didn't know what he saw, and frowned helplessly.

"Why did the second and third sons of the Ye family come to join in the fun?"

Ou Huang glanced over Ye Mobing and Ye Moqing, and snorted coldly.

At this moment, Ye Mobing was surrounded by many Huang Yingzi and young ladies who wanted to sign autographs or take photos together.

Although Ye Mobing has been refusing, but there are always bold Huang Yingzi and Miss who come to his side.

As for Ye Moqing, she was avoiding Ye Mohan and was obviously afraid of him.

Although these two people are both talented, they are very outstanding.

But with the comparison of Ye Mohan, Ou Huang was very dissatisfied with them.

Born into a family, but competing with the eldest brother for women, it is simply making trouble for no reason!

"Looking at Ye Xiuao, he seems to be full of confidence." Shi Chun said, a little worried for Ye Mohan.

Ou Huang looked over and his face became even more ugly.

It's strange to say that he is obviously very picky about Ye Mohan, and he deliberately organized the martial arts competition to make Ye Mohan feel a sense of crisis.

But in the end, he started to defend Ye Mohan, and he didn't like all the men who competed with Ye Mohan for Xia Jinmian.

"Pretentious!" Ou Huang snorted coldly, and stopped looking at Ye Xiu Ao.

"That little guy...why does it feel familiar?" Shi Chun was a little puzzled.

She saw a very petite man in the crowd, only a little over 1.6 meters tall, very handsome, but also very handsome.

But when the little man didn't turn around, she only felt that figure from the back, where had she seen it before.

Shi Chun thought about it for a long time but couldn't remember it, so he didn't take it seriously.

Ou Huang looked over, his eyes narrowed, the back was indeed somewhat familiar, but that face was completely unfamiliar.

"Strange, why hasn't Mianmian come yet?"

Shi Chun couldn't wait any longer, and wanted to watch the competition with his daughter.

After a while, the top 500 masters will start a chaotic battle, it must be very exciting!

She called Xia Jinmian.