My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Lot 4336

This night is too comfortable!

After bumping on the broken ship for so many days, I suddenly returned to a holy instrument like Chixiao Canglang, and suddenly felt that the treatment and the benefits could not be compared with the usual day.

Long Xiang took a good night's sleep, walked up the deck to breathe the fresh air, couldn't help raising her hands and stretched her waist.

Turning around and seeing, one red and one white, two handsome men with long bodies and beautiful appearances, descended from the spiral ladder.

For a while, I felt better in this world.

The man in red carried the jug and groaned and laughed against the bar. The man in white was shining like a holy light, his face was cold, and the eyes of the two flowed, as if there were thousands of rays flowing down.

There are so many colors in the world, they all gather around this dead face paralysis, Long Xiangyun bites the dried buns in her mouth, her nose moves slightly, and she smells the aroma of clear porridge.

Footsteps kept moving forward, and quickly sought out the fragrant, and saw a moon white shirt, expressionless face paralyzed face appeared in front of himself.

"What are you doing?" No surprise, the facial paralysis snarled at her immediately.

Long Xiangyun rolled her eyes silently, but her eyes went away with the big pot of porridge in her hands.

"Wash your hands." Facet paralyzed her with a dismissive glance, and stepped past her.

Long Xiangyun turned around and grinned at her back: This dead face was paralyzed, so she couldn't speak well.

Within a short while, a hundred people of the Feng nationality and three hundred guards of Qingxue Xue all came out.

Everyone suddenly realized that the space here was really interesting.

The deck didn't look too big, but the more than 400 people were all crowded together, and they didn't feel crowded, and the surrounding area was still empty.

"You can see Xueling further forward," Long Yan said with a smile to Qiao Mu. "Cousin is going to look for the lingering seniors in Xueling Holy Land at this moment?"

The tree shook his head, "Let it be."

She has already handed over the remaining famous disciples of the first generation of Xuan Yuan to Chen Qilu to the two seniors.

No brand name, find someone troublesome.

Anyway, this matter is not anxious, all these years, why bother to rush.

"Okay, let's stop here and go straight into Wangchuan." Long Yan said with a lot of emotion. "Speaking of it, there was a lot of delay along the way."

Qiao Mu looked back briefly, glanced at him indifferently, and then retracted his gaze.

"Cousin, don't worry. Longchuan has no malicious intentions towards you," Long said quickly. "Besides, my grandmother is really ... want to see you."

Without saying a word, Arbor put down the bowl of porridge, got up and walked towards the trunk.

Prince Mo's eyes lightly glanced at Long Yao, who really could feel the strong warning in the Prince's eyes through the air.

He's seen too much along the way.

Like a prince who loves his wife like a fate, I am afraid that if there is anything harmful to the small facial paralysis, the prince will be able to eradicate the entire forgetfulness.

There is nothing to say about this between the two people, but all the deep feelings in words are truly worthy of the envy of the world.

Long Yan shook his head slightly, his eyes calmly looked back at the prince, and he cushioned his nod.

Mo Lian glanced at him, then retracted her eyes and walked towards her daughter-in-law.

If Long Mao can be honest, he will certainly not move their family.

If Joe, who forgets Chuan Long's heart, wants to hurt him, how can he treat them politely?

His wife naturally wants to protect him to the end ...

(End of this chapter)