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"Hungry? Do you want me to let them cook some food for you... "

Shuishui stares at Moze motionless for fear that he will disappear in front of him. The more you look, the more you look, the more you feel rare.

Mo Ze pretends to be calm and sits with Mo Xin'er. The breath keeps him from moving. I don't know if the prince's brain is not very good. No matter how you look at him, he looks like this.

Isn't everything about one word? It's no surprise that he is similar to him.

"Not hungry, sleepy sleep, Wang Ye or please go back," Mo Xin'er small hand holding Mo Ze's shoulder, hiding behind him whispered.

She looked at the water, only to see his eyes have been on Moze, which makes her feel a little uneasy.

Now that he's in his house, he can ask about other things slowly. There's no need to worry about this moment.

"Lord? Isn't it supposed to be daddy? " The water shows a smile and makes fun of Mo Xin'er. Isn't it boring not to make a profit? Besides, he was not forced to call him that.

How can you count when you are in a hurry? If her mother knew about this kind of thing, she would have to be educated.

"Uncle, have you ever been married?" Mozer opened his mouth. This man felt friendly to him, but he didn't feel close to him.

If you don't ask, you won't see the flaw. Two people who don't know each other are testing each other and competing with each other secretly. Because they have never been frank, they have a little suspicion. Aquatic branch Moze's words, told a, "see you tomorrow, you can't sneak away.".

With the sound of closing the door, Mo Xin'er directly relaxed and paralyzed on the bed. This prince's breath is so strong that she can't even breathe where he is.

"Brother, when you come, you can be content with it." Mo Xin'er said that she would not consider these problems. What would not happen in such a big Mo palace? What could they be?

"What about Ann? Are we here for Ansheng? Let's see what's interesting. We can make a lot of money if we sell them to those who are willing to spread the news outside. You say, is it better for us to seek gossip or to seek treasure and make money... "

"Brother, after all, this is someone else's home. Shall we be our own? I went to sleep... "

The next morning, Moze opened his eyes and saw that Mo Xin'er didn't want to wake up. He touched him with his arm and found that he didn't even want to talk to him. Then he fell asleep again.

The more dangerous the place is, the safer it is. Moze rubbed his sleepy eyes and then shrunk down. It's a rare day. It's quiet all around.

The study

Shuishui half closed his eyes and fell asleep. He felt that his good day was coming. He had a premonition that a lot of brothers and sisters came yesterday. He thought the brother and sister were very interesting. Not to say that their faces looked very similar to some two people, he said that their thoughts were also very interesting.

Last night, he went to duanmushi. According to duanmushi's reply, he was speechless by Moze, so he deliberately let it out to catch big fish.

It's just this big fish. He always thinks there's something wrong with it.

After about two hours, Mo Xin'er covers his stomach and wakes up Mo Ze. After sleeping for so long, she felt very hungry and had to find something.

Moze with ink heart out of the door, the courtyard around, looking for some dry firewood, as for the food is not found. This small courtyard should be uninhabited. Cooking and other things are in other places.

Mo Xin'er sat on the stone bench, holding his head in both hands, looking at Mo Ze and said, "brother, I've seen three birds fly past. Let's get one.".

Isn't it good to do such a thing in other people's homes? Moze looked up around the hospital, cleared his throat and said: "you guys in the dark, my sister said she wanted pigeons. If you don't make a sound, I think you agree with how to do it.".

Dark Wei cold-blooded continue to close their eyes to rest, his task does not belong to the watch, just in the fight when the hand. He also knows the pigeons in the palace. Today, only a certain woman's carrier pigeon is coming, and this pigeon is not in their charge.

Mozer takes out the bow and arrow from behind. It looks like it hasn't been used for a long time. However, when it was made, the quality was up to standard. Now he can use it a few times.

Mo Xin'er picked up from the stone bench, looked at Mo Ze's bow and arrow, grinning and rubbing up, and said: "brother, where did you find it? anything else? I also play... ".

"There are many walls in our hut, which are not suitable for you. Look at the sky. If you can have a meal later, it depends on whether it's favored or not... "

Moze fiddles with the bowstring, and Mo Xin'er takes the dry firewood to light it quickly. Yes, she is so confident, when the world falls things, she just: fire.

An arrow through the body, a shadow Shun flash, floating in the air with a smell of charred feathers.

Even the feathers are not treated directly, this style is really rare. Mo Xin'er throws the pigeon on his hand to Mo Ze, looks good on his face with a smile, claps his hands and says: "brother, I look good on you.".

Let's just talk about it on the road. If we burn other people's pigeons in other people's houses, how can we say that we have to bear it?"Other things, be careful. When the pigeon master comes, we can't afford to go away." Mozer picks his eyebrows, anticipating that they will be in trouble.

Strange to say, he seems to be very fond of this trouble. How to put it? It felt like he had a feud with that man in his last life.

Born and raised in Nanhuang, it should have nothing to do with here.

After the pigeon's feathers were all burnt, Mozer took out a dagger from the back step and stripped the pigeon's feathers. This kind of thing should not have been done by him, but who made their small team short of one person?

"Elder brother, is this small courtyard not allowed for outsiders?" Mozer tried to find out the news. The yard was very clean and no one could clean it, but he didn't find any servants in the yard all day, which made him feel very strange.

"Big brother, come out and sit down. Isn't it boring?" Mo Xin'er agrees with Mo Ze, and his dark guard doesn't say anything, but he always feels uncomfortable being watched in other people's house.

Cold blooded from the dark came out, as the two brothers and sisters said, he also felt that has been in the dark is particularly boring. After approaching, cold-blooded feel his face muscles are shaking, Mozer squatted there, that kind of concentration temperament is too similar.

There is a stillness when it moves. It looks like she is there. Cold blooded feel their eyes moist, this courtyard has not been like this for a long time.

Mo Xin'er blinks curiously. In front of her, she can be said to be uncle. Standing in the room, she feels cold without doing anything. But at the moment, he looks at them with warm eyes.

"Uncle, pigeons for you to eat", Moze quickly threw the pigeons in his hands to the people in front of him, and then quickly with ink heart quickly back.

This is a kind of intuition close to instinct, which has never been missed so far.