Chapter 281： Toothache is not limited

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Chapter 281 is not only a toothache

"Yeah, he wants to be your husband!" Yao Mozhen teased and looked at Kubuzhe, his eyebrows bent.

"What did Mo Zhen sister say? Ignore you!" Kubuzhe's little face suddenly stained with two blushes and ran out of the room.

At the moment, there are only Yao Mozhen and Chu Moxin left in the room.

"I'm sorry..." When Yao Mozhen's gaze was turned back from Kubuzhe, Chu Moxin was looking at himself with a sly look, and his expression was just like two people.

"What's wrong with you? How do you say sorry to me?" Yao Mozhen caressed the white sand on the left shoulder of Chu Moxin. At that time, the knife must be cut very deeply. Otherwise, the white yarn will not be faintly red. .

"Although my brother does not admit it, I know that my brother must buy those thieves to kill you..." Chu Moxin tangled and looked at Yao Mozhen, and there was a mist of water in his eyes. One is his most admired brother, and the other is Yao Mozhen, who he loves as a mother. The pain in Chu’s confidence is almost unappreciated.

"You are really surprised by this idea. If it is your brother, I am already dead! I can still sit here and talk to you!" Yao Mozhen's lips smirk and smile, his eyes are sincere.

"Isn't it? But that night is clearly the brother invited you to the moonlight gorge!" Yao Mozhen will see the ecstasy of Chu Moxin's eyes, she suddenly thought, even if Chu Mobei does not sign the script She will not expose the conspiracy of Chu Mobei because she is reluctant to hurt Chu Moxin.

"So your brother will arrive in time to save us two!" Yao Mozheng responded of course.

"It turned out to be like this, this way!" Chu Moxin smiled, smiled so happy, Yao Mohan wanted to cry.

"Right, Huangfu Junxiu said that if you don't rush to the king to block the deadly sword for the king, the king is dead! Although you should thank you, you can listen, not allowed in the future!" The little adult looks like Yao Mozhen, and his face is awe.

"But if it weren't for you, Mo Zhen had been fed into the dog with meat stuffing, and they were each other. Let Mo Zhen think about it, how do you report your great grace?" Yao Mozhen held his sorrow and thought hard.

"Do you really want to thank this king?" Chu Moxin stunned his eyes and questioned Yao Mozhen.

"Must!" Yao Mo nodded.

"Then you will make a suit for the king. The dirty ones have not been changed before!" Chu Moxin muttered, as if blaming Yao Mozhen before sending less.

Yao Mozhen cried, tears could not be suppressed, and if the mother of Chu’s letter did not die, how good! If her child is not dead, how good!

"Forget it, don't want to do it, don't do it, the king won't do it yet!" Chu Mo was in a hurry, and when he waved his hand, he didn't want clothes.

"Do it, why don't you do it, wait for me to go back and do it for you!" Yao Mozhen broke into a smile, his fingers smashed on the nose of Chu's letter.

"What are you doing, this king is not a child!" Chu Moxin said to be angry. Yao Mozhen can ignore whatever, stretch out and scrape it.

"Why!" Chu Moxin wanted to sigh, but still couldn't help but laugh. The two people looked at each other and smiled for a long time.

Back to Yaofu, Tingyue changed the gauze of Yao Mozhen’s wound and walked out with the basin. At this moment, everyone has been waiting outside for a long time.

"Successful?" Ben Lei looked forward to seeing Tingyue, eagerly asked.

"Well, I saw Chu Mobei touched the scroll book!" Ting Yue nodded.

"Hey, he is very pitiful!" Ben Lei's eyebrows were wrinkled, pretending to sorrow and shaking his head, only for a while, then he laughed. On one side, wind and rain will also smile.

"What are you laughing at?" It was just that the night Jun Qing was carrying Li Zhuo's good soup and came over, and he was seeing a few people laughing and laughing.

"Wang Ye, you don't know, the owner reported this **** feud! You will wait for Chu Mobei to go to the door for mercy!" Ben Lei excited, as if he was an adult gorilla dancing around the night Junqing.

"Why?" The night Jun Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at the thunder, and the fox questioned.

There was a cough in the room, and when the night was too late to listen to Ben Lei’s explanation, he took the soup and went in. Outside the door, everyone looked at each other and knew each other.

On the couch, Yao Mozhen leaned on the edge of the bed, and the blue silk fell down like a waterfall. There was no morbid feminine, and he couldn’t help but want to care and pamper.

"You have been hurt like this, and what flowers are embroidered!" Seeing more embroidered baskets and satin on the table, the night Junqing could not bear it.

"I promised to be indifferent to make clothes for him, and I can't talk about it." Yao Mozhen looked at the swatch that the slain brought from the satin, and carefully picked it.

"Drinking medicine, waiting for the injury to do it is the same, not rushing for a while." Night Junqing will give the soup to Yao Mozhen, the eyes flashed a trace of desolate. He knew the injury of Chu Moxin from Yin Xue. Even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could imagine the tragic situation at that time. Chu Moxin believed that he would save her. It is natural to get Yao Mozhen's eyes to look at it. At this moment, the night Junqing is annoyed to the extreme. If it is not his own fascination, the person who can die with Yao Mozhen is not a Chu Moxin.

"How come, it will be winter, and the clothes in winter will be more laborious." Yao Mozhen took the soup from the hands of Junqing in the evening, and no matter how bitter or bitter he was, he poured it into his mouth and handed the porcelain bowl to the night. Jun Qing.

Just did not wait for the night Junqing to put the preserved hand in his hand to Yao Mozhen's palm, Yao Mozhen has already pulled back his hand and chose the swatch. The night Junqing hesitated, and finally did not mention the honey.

"Just run the thunder and say that you reported **** hatred, what do you mean?" Night Junqing did not want to disturb Yao Mo's choice of fabric, but did not want to turn around and leave.

"There is nothing, Mo Zhen wrote a copy of the book, and signed it with Chu Mobei." Yao Mozhen selected the water blue, purple, dark green three colors, marked with a pen.

"Sui Shu? What content?" Night Jun Qing eyebrows look at Yao Mozhen, Fox doubts.

"The content is not important. It is important that Mo Zhen took medicine in the book, and Yin Xue personally matched it!" Yao Mozhen handed the selected cloth to the hands of the night Junqing, the smile of the eyes, Ru Ruhua .

"You want to return your teeth and ask for the life of Chu Mobei?" Night Jun Qing looked at Yao Mozhen, and Chu Mobei almost killed Yao Mozhen under the chaos, even if he wanted his life, it is also natural.

"He is a prince, and teasing can be. If it angers the king, it will not add to the chaos. But the snow and the Yin Xiong and Yin Xiong of the Chu Mobei sever the brothers and sisters, Yin Xue will not light him. Yao Mo's lips smirk, laughing a little gloomy.

"No..... is it too bad?" Night Jun cleared his throat and confessed.

"It's just some medicine that makes Chu Mobei tooth hurt, um... exactly what should be the medicine that makes him painful every tooth! It is estimated that Chu Mobei should feel uncomfortable now." Yao Mozhen's ten people explained accurately.

"Hey..." The night Jun Qing heard the sound, and the mind of the mountain appeared in the north of the mountain. The fingers subconsciously touched their squats. As the saying goes, toothache is not a disease, it hurts to kill people, it seems that Chu Mobei is guilty.

"Wang Ye seems to be sympathetic to the north of the desert?" Seeing the night Jun Qing caressing his squat, Yao Mozhen feels funny.