He draped in his fur coat and felt much warmer.He was sickly residual, and did not eat again overnight, did not eat, the body has no heat, no heat, naturally more afraid of cold than usual.

The fur coat is really warm.

“Thank you, Aunt Lan!”Mo Xuan thanked me, and Li Yuelan shook his head, “Give it to you if you like, okay?”

“Hmm.”Mo Yan focused on the head.

But Mo left his eyebrows and said, "Aunt Lan, no, little Xuanzi skin, no good thing knows how to pity, you give him this fur, don't tell him to be a bad horse."

There are many such good big cyanes in the palace, but Li Yuelan took this one for Xiaoxuan, what kind of heating did she rely on in winter?

Yao Er said that Li Yuelan was most afraid of the cold.

"When we return home, we'll send you back."He's way.

Li Yuelan is not reluctant, she is just a Mofu can not see this rough thing.

Mo Yan left his mouth, some unhappy.The family gave him voluntarily, and it was not his initiative, why can't he accept it?

In normal times, he would not listen to the words of Mo.But yesterday he ran out of the house privately, making mistakes in the first place, and now he dares not dare to go with Mo Wei!

I had to say, "Then wait for me, I'll personally send my coat back to Aunt Lan."

Li Yuelan knew that the little guy wanted to come to her again by the opportunity to send clothes, laughing and saying, "Okay, Aunt Lan is waiting, you can always welcome you to return the coat."

“Hmm.”

Mo Xuan nodded happily, from Li Yuelan's smile, he read something called tacit understanding.

For a moment of excitement, he forgot the injury to his leg, and as usual, he got out of bed with a jump, and today is no exception.

“Shh!”

As soon as it settled, there was a sound of breath, and the body was unstable and almost fell.

Li Yuelan was away recently, holding him, and he had to fall to the ground.

Even so, it still makes people sweat cold.Everyone's face changed greatly, because everyone knew that Mo Xuan's leg was injured.

“Little girl, are you okay?”Fang was running quickly, and Med and Mo Cheng and Qian Ying were also surrounded by him.

Fang Yao and Mo left their own is no exception, but I don't know if it happened, the two people at the same time lifted, at the same time ran to Mo Xuan, but the shoulder hit the shoulder, both of them were hit back.

After the two steady footsteps, Fang Yao's face flashed an embarrassment, and instinctively she looked away.He was not even embarrassed, and he walked to Mo Xuan indifferently.

Fang Yao's eyebrows, he really changed!

Even if there is no future, after all, there have been good memories, for the sake of those good memories, he should also touch it!

No, he was indifferent like a stranger.

“Little girl, is it okay?”

Fang Zheng's worried voice pulled her back to reality, Fang Yao walked past, saw that Liu Cixuan had put up his trousers, yesterday's bandage was now covered with a layer of bright red color.

I’m afraid the wound will open again.

Fang Yao hurried to find the medicine box, Liu Ci preached a thank you, took the medicine box began to give ink medicine.

Seeing the bright red skin on the outside, the ink-skinned face was cold enough to fall straight out of the ice.The eyes gldened softly and Med, the eyes were faint, but it was like a sharp blade in their faces.

Mo Cheng and Mede had a shameless hanging head, and they blamed themselves.It is their dereliction of duty not to protect the young master who hurts him, but they also have a reason.

As soon as the young master went out, he threw away the guard, and by the time he found out, the man had already been injured.I wanted to bring him back, but the young master would not come back!They were also not good at forcibly bringing him back, but they could only go back to the house and report from Mo before, but at that time, Mo left himself and was also in a coma, and no one could make an idea at all.

That is delayed.

And Liu Cixuan to take care of the disease of ink away from the heart, simply do not have time to take care of the young master, think of the old Fang family at least one Fang Yao in, the other side of the Yao medical skills, they are still assured, simply let the young master stay here for a night.

How did the young master hurt so badly?

He took back his sight and gave a look to the thousand.He turned around and walked out.

Not long after, I heard a cry from outside.

Fang Yao suddenly understood, afraid that the ink was looking for the side to calculate the final account.Li Yuelan also had this conjecture, in the ink departure, Med went out, let Fang Yao also go out.

Good for the other side to ask for something.

Chen Ju and Fang, one hand, do not look at her lean and thin, but a family, the whole body has strength.Seeing Mo left, threw his hand away, and threw the man out.Chen Ju and Fang came a 360-degree rotation on the ground, rolling directly to the ink from the foot.

Looking up at the ink from the cold face, Chen Ju's head suddenly hung down, pulling the square to kneel carefully.

The back of the square trembling and trembling to throw the crutches also to kneel, she knew that the side was in trouble, not kneeling, but could see the ink away from the square behind, the half-curded knee was straight again.

The tidbit stood with Mo and knelt away, and did not it equalize knelt on Fang Yao?In this life, she will kneel to no one, and she will not kneel down to the fascicle.

Chen Ju's hair was messy, slightly cast on the face of rouge, for fear, covered with panic.She fell to the ground and kept asking for forgiveness in her mouth: "Young master, you have a large number of people, forgive him this time, he did not mean it."

Fang was beside her, crying tears and nose disciples flowing together, his body was shaking with the sieve, he was not the first time he saw Mo left, but never once was so afraid like this time.

The gloomy face, like the devil who climbed out of hell, had no expression, but it was more frightening than any ghost to look at.

Mo looked at him, just a faint look, and immediately lowered his head, and even dared not cry.

“If not intentionally, can you bully others?”Mo left his mouth, a word, light as a feather, but cold as an ice bead smashed into Chen Ju, her head can not help but hang lower.

His mouth quivered, trying to ask for forgiveness again, and the thousand tidbits next to him snorted, and the mouth that Chen Ju had just opened was immediately closed again.

In Mofu, whether it is a slave or a man, the master does not have the part to interrupt.

Mo left the way for the ink and Med to make a look, the two quickly flashed a hint of hesitation, but soon returned to normal.

Although the eyes are for Mo Cheng and Med, but Qian Ying also saw it.She had been with Mo for so long, and naturally knew what it meant.

Turned into the kitchen, saw two ordinary Fang Yao family to eat sitting stools, lift the legs and kick, the stool flew out.The stool like acrobatics fell steadily next to the square, and the two arrangements were neatly arranged.

He looked at her, looked at him, and felt like it wasn’t long enough, and he kicked one leg.Three close to each other, lined up in a line.At this time, Med did not know where to find a fist-sized wooden stick, and looked up at it, and the wooden stick was usually used by the eldest sister to beat the buckwheat rice.

What did he bring?

He does not understand, he does understand.Fang Zhang also seemed to understand some, and hurriedly ran over to ask for forgiveness: "Young Master Mo, Heng Er is wrong, but he really did not intend to."There is a lot of play between the children, there is a carelessness is often, and the young master of Mo raised his noble hand and spared him this time.I promise there won't be another time."

“Next time?”Thinking of a next time?

Mo swept over faintly, as if looking at her, and did not look at her, eyes as cold as a cold, floating deep.

There are many people Fang Zhang's family has seen in his life, but he has never had a fear of her to look at it.

Mo is the first.

"In order to avoid the possibility of the next time, we must severely punish today!"The tugged at his lips, and the pale face was already irritated with a thin ang of anger.