Gentleman Mengze

He stopped and looked at me with a surprised expression.

"You know this bastard?" I looked at him with a strange expression, so I asked.

He looked at me as if looking at a crazy person: "Have you seen him?"

I smirked: "Since he can marry twenty or thirty wives, and he is the boss of the demon tribe, there is no need to meet him in person. I can figure out that he must be a rogue with bared mouth and fangs, yellow complexion and kidney deficiency. "

His expression froze for a moment, unable to distinguish between joy and sorrow.

I carefully reviewed the indistinguishable expression of sorrow and joy on his face in my heart, and then looked at his peach-like face under the sparse moonlight...Suddenly, I made a guess like a thunderbolt that struck Tianling Gai:

This young man is so handsome and thin!Could it be—could it be the wife of that little bastard Meng Ze? ! !

I looked at him carefully again in a panic: the skin is clean and tender, the fingers are slender and fair, and the water-colored gown is comfortable and elegant...

This is this!

"You can't really be him...?!"

I hadn't finished speaking here when I bumped into him looking down at me, and there was some sadness and anger in those violet eyes: "I am."

"..."

I suddenly felt thunder billowing above my head, gathering at my sky cap and exploding with a loud bang.

He...he just admitted that he is the bastard wife of Meng Ze? !

The deity suddenly felt that the world was unpredictable, and looked up at the sky in despair.I couldn't help but greeted Meng Ze fiercely in my heart: Your grandfather's is really nothing.It's fine if you marry a woman, you won't let go of his grandma's even a man...

After greeting Meng Ze, he saw that he was almost walking out of the palace gate who was by his side.

The deity helped the jade crown on his head and hurriedly followed.

Sparse moonlight sprinkled on his water-colored silk shirt, and the night wind brushed away the moonlight and passed by lightly. His slightly thin figure looked hazy and thin, which made people feel distressed.

I subconsciously feel that Meng Ze treats him badly, but this is also obvious. In addition to the "Wen'er" in the sleeve pocket of the deity, the flamboyant Meng Ze Xuanjun and Mrs. No. 30, I don't know that he is in Meng Ze. He has a lot of status in his heart, but he doesn't know how much that bastard Meng Ze can spare to accompany him and treat him well.

The night wind was slightly cold, so I put away the Ligu fan, rubbed my sleeves secretly, and then made up my mind to step up to him and said, "Looking at you like this, I know you're not doing well. If you've had enough This kind of life, just...follow me. Although my house in the Milky Way is not big, it is not as grand as this Xuanpo Palace, and there are only two wing rooms, but..."

He smiled coldly, half-closed his peach blossom eyes and asked me: "But what?"

I patted him on the shoulder, looked at him and said seriously: "But if you go, I can build a wing room for you with my own hands."

He looked miserable on his face, but he still rejected me: "I still can't, I'm used to living here."

But in my eyes, his description is: the baby is bitter, but the baby doesn't say anything.

Therefore, the feelings of compassion and compassion in my heart and the innate maternal love of a woman came like a river, and I couldn't restrain it. I grabbed his arm and said with emotion: "Don't worry, my god!" Xianli is not too weak, even if you put in all your strength, it will definitely protect you."

He pulled out his arm and walked forward with an awkward expression: "...I don't need anyone to protect me."

Uh... Did the deity just say that protecting him hurt his self-esteem?

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