My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Lot 4277

There are many ships lining up to enter the port, and Long Ye's ship is behind a large fleet.

Looking at this situation, there is no half an hour, don't even think about entering Hong Kong.

After about a quarter of an hour, Long Yan turned to look at Mu Xingchen. "Cousin is still resting? It's almost time, let your cousin wake up."

In the past few days, Long Ling also knows the little girl's routine. After lunch, she will go to bed at some point ...

For many hours, it was not until the evening that he was willing to leave the cabin and come out to see people.

Where does Long Mao know that every time the little girl has lunch, she pulls her husband back to Taoyuan Xing to play.

Who is happy that the bumps on this ship day and night, of course, is to rest in the astral space, refining the Dan system is more comfortable.

Mu Xingchen glanced at Long Yan and said quietly, "You can rest assured that Qiao Qiao will come out later."

Long Xiangyun snorted. "Some people always come out in the evening, and they will be here immediately, but no one will stay here and wait ..."

Long Xiangyun's word "her" had not stopped before she gradually stopped her voice, and her eyes unexpectedly looked in front of the second floor.

A thin, slender moon-white figure appeared slowly on the edge of the rim, and the gentle hair was pulled into a bundle, and it fell loosely around the waist.

The eyes were cold, and the eyes were as snowy as the little girl was wearing a wide-sleeve white shirt, standing there indifferently.

Long Ling looked dumbfounded, until Long Xiangyun pulled his sleeves hard, and then he returned to his senses.

The arbor no longer appeared on the edge of the second floor.

It didn't take long for Long Mao to notice that Prince Mo took her hand, walked down together, and went straight to the deck.

"People in the Women's Kingdom of the Qing Dynasty have a more disparate temperament ... eh, straightforward." Long Yan considered the words and glanced at Feng Changqing and others. "The black cloth I gave you before, cover it up."

Arbor said lightly, "No need."

It's not that he can't see anyone, he's still covering his face, but he wants it.

Long Yan: ...

Why didn't this person listen?

"Cousin, I think about it for you, too." Long Yan coughed, with a serious face, "You took them out of the boat, I tell you, I don't think you can get out of this dock!"

It's not my cousin, I flicker, you threaten you!

Long Yan looked earnestly, looking at the small facial paralysis, and bitterly persuaded, "Otherwise, you can put them all in order."

Feng Changqing :! !!

Are we so disgusting?

Facial paralysis glanced at him, "Why don't you cover it?"

Long Yan quickly drew a piece of black cloth from under his collar, covering himself from nose to mouth.

Mu Xingchen drew his mouth silently.

The small face slumped at him, the corners of his lips faintly rising upward, evoking a seemingly absent smile.

This pair of dragons looks like a mental retardation!

Long Yan was a stunner, and he felt a little in his heart.

He has been on the road with this cousin for so many days, and never saw his cousin laugh from beginning to end.

Either look at each other's eyes, or face expressionless.

Today, this simple smile is simply inexplicable.

It seems that there is an illusion that the sun, the moon, and the stars are blooming together, just in front of them.

Suddenly, Mo Lian's expressionless handsome face appeared in his sight, blocking the little girl's slender figure.

"Ready for customs clearance?"

(End of this chapter)