At this time, Xiaomian paralysis has put on his coat and washed away with expressionless face.

She left a manuscript in a daze and stood on the edge of the bed, looking at her past back wrongly.

After arbor passed by him, he just hooked his lips and gave a secret smile.

Just now, Qiao Qiao's face was almost flat. If he laughed in front of the goods right now, he would definitely hit the snake and stick with it. Ah bah, he would definitely get an inch in his hand and ask for peace and hug. Hum!

Joe can't be fooled by him, and he won't be fooled by Joe's Lotus routine.

Arbor washes and cleans his face. He secretly looks at the ink lotus on that side.

The goods, like a poor little one, took the manuscript she handed in, went to the table and secretly looked at her.

They sneaked in and out of each other just in time.

Prince Mo immediately refreshed, wheezed and enjoyed himself, and hurriedly ran to her in front of her, step by step, "daughter-in-law, you peeked at me."

The tree rolled his eyes. "Illusion."

"No, no illusion. You are just peeping at me."

"Copy!" Lord Joe gave him a bad roar.

"Oh." Prince Mo drooped his head and walked towards the table. He couldn't stop looking back at his daughter-in-law. "Joe, copy it for my husband?"

Once?

Oh!

You want to be beautiful!

"A hundred copies!" The little guy made up his mind and didn't care about his husband's face.

Deserve it!

Let him cheat Joe all day long, and let him hang out with his father all day long!

This is the punishment he deserves.

Prince Mo opened the first page of the manual, on which there were five big words: quotations from the little emperor.

Prince:

On the second page, only a few figures: Qiao Qiao's words must be heard!

As the prince copied it, he thought, "I listen to my daughter-in-law. How can I not listen?"?

The more you copy back, the more Prince Mo chuckles.

What does this wonderful quotation say: when my will conflicts with Joe's, I must listen to Joe's.

What? I have to take your Joe with me wherever I go.

What else? If you leave Joe again, you will be fined not to talk to Joe for a hundred years.

It's too cruel Ink lotus thought.

How many hundred years can one live? It's a sad thing that I can't talk to Joe for a hundred years.

When taohuaxianzun knocked on the door and came in, he forced his royal highness to copy it for the fifty eighth time.

On the ground floating a piece of white paper, a line of books floating like clouds, the words of the dragon and the snake.

For a while, taohuaxianzun was a little dull. I don't know what's going on in this room.

He stooped to pick up a piece of paper and looked at it. He burst out laughing.

Oh, my God. It's funny to match with the handsome face of the prince. Poof

Taohuaxianzun rubbed and rubbed into the door, raised his legs around a number of white papers on the ground, and walked to the tree with a smile, "Qiao Qiao Zao, let ink lotus copy here, let's have breakfast."

Prince Mo stared at him.

How dare you, a rotten peach blossom, dare to slander in front of his daughter-in-law and face him!

The tree looks at the peach blossom immortal without expression, and suddenly makes an action that makes the ink lotus eye familiar.

Raise your hand and take out another pamphlet from the sleeve.

Take a clap directly on the hands of taohuaxianzun!

little facial paralysis is very awesome to him.