God's mother's face was stiff, her eyes were inconceivable, and he dared to dislike her?She is the mother of God!The status of the incomparable noble, her most beloved golden feather to the moon, is already cheap for her!

Naranchi dared to dislike it, as if her clothes were so dirty!

The palace lady in the temple was also surprised, and saw the black and iron face of the mother, one by one, her head was lowered, for fear of making the mother unhappy, and threw them on their bodies.

Seeing the uncompensated eyes of Nalan's life, and the words that maintain her, the heart of the moon is warm, her man is so short!

The eyes of the dream are quickly flashing a smile, huh, Nalan Jing so so protective of the moon, but also at the expense of the mother, afraid that the future of the Mu shallow moon in the days of the Tian people will be more sad, even without her to shoot, the mother will shoot!Godmother can't shoot Nalan Jing, and she can't shoot Nalan Jing, but it is still a very simple thing to deal with Mu Shuai!

"The dust is not good after the mother, it is the mother's fault..." God's mother's face recovered as usual after a moment of deadlock, and apologized to Nalan Jing with an embarrassed smile, "but now is there no way?"

Naran looked at her coldly, why did he have to take the old one?As the heavenly mother, her clothes must be very many, many new clothes have not been worn, but she said that she will wear the old clothes to the moon once, although only once, you can see how toxic the mother's heart is!

How would you feel if you saw the moon wearing the mother’s clothes at the party?

But Naland did not debunk her plot, but called out to the air, "Fub."

A slight rickety figure slowly condensed in the air, "master."

“Is there a new dress you can wear?”Naran asked directly.

Mu shallow moon eyes are surprised to look at the fub, when did the fub come to the worry-free temple?

“There is!”Faber immediately said that the hand was shaking, and one piece of exquisite and gorgeous dress, like a costume of art, generally appeared in front of the people of Mu Shunyue.

Directly filled with the long case of sandalwood in the temple, there are about ten looks, or purple or red, or pink or green, or yellow or blue, and the purple and red are very eye-catching.

Each piece of embroidery is the same flower, Joan flower.Although embroidery is the same, but each piece of style is not the same, very beautiful, than the dream brought by the dress do not know how much beautiful!

“Wow!“Fuberg, where did all these clothes come from?”The moon’s eyes widened in amazement.

Faber laughed, "Mother, these clothes are yours."

“It’s all mine?”Mu Shunyue doubted to pick up a more than one, found that it is really its own size, and these clothes are new.

“Fub, are these clothes prepared by your life?”Moshe thought about asking.

After all, Faber came back before her and Jing, did the scene know that there would be a day, so let Fober put her clothes ready?

Thinking so, she turned to Naland, and the big eyes of the water mist looked at him in doubt.

"It's not me."Naran shook his head.

The doubt in the eyes of the moon is even more serious.

"Mother, these clothes are designed by the owner and the son more than 60,000 years ago, each dress is also made by the master and the child, you used to particularly love the Joan flower, so the master decided to make clothes for your own hand, each stitch of this dress is made by the master and son, each of the above aonghua is also the master and son hand sewing, these clothes are the sun of the sea, but also the master and son's hand to collect..."

The moon was shocked.

Are these clothes made of view?

Naranjing innocently waved his hand, "It's not what I did, it's Difu dust."

The moon is left out, isn’t it all you?

Naran looked at the sky, could it be the same?It was my past life, but it wasn’t mine now!

Yes, too!I have not seen you sewn clothes for me, hey, really, I am about to love God!Mu Shunyue looked silently at Nalan with his grumbling eyes, and the two had been communicating with their eyes.

"I can't!The only person you love is me!You don't love God!"Nalan Jing couldn't help but shout, he stepped up in front of the domineering circle her in his arms, bowed his head and kissed her lips.

The original dream was very angry, after hearing Fubo's words, suddenly stunned, she never thought that more than 60,000 years ago, Di Yu dust also did such a thing for the sound of the sound!He was the prince of the heavenly people, sewing clothes for a woman...

AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHe was so excited about the sound!

The jealousy in her heart almost drowned her, especially in seeing the uninhabited kiss of Nalan, and almost vomiting blood, the whole face was as white as paper, as if it had been the most ruthless blow, and the body trembled like a sieve bran...

The heavenly mother is also blind, and the housewives in the worry-free temple are also messy in the wind...

The prince sewed clothes for the princess...

The prince's craft is so good, better than the knitting lady's craft of the Heavens...

The prince also went to the sea to find the sun in the sea...

They only feel that they have been filled with dog food.

But he smiled and looked at the housemaids in the temple and said, "It is a good thing that the prince and the princess love, and you must get used to it later, because you will often see such a scene later."

People: “...”

Mother: “...”

The sky was so red that his eyes were red, and he could no longer help running out of the worry-free hall.

The mother did not want to stay here, her eyes were not good, and she looked at the moon, and she also walked away in exhalation, and several maids around her hurriedly followed.

...

Mu Shuyue was supposed to be talking, and he was cold and uneasy to be swallowed in by Nalan Jing's tongue and wrapped herself in with her.

Mu Moyue reached out and pushed him away, and looked at him without a word, “What are you eating, and isn’t it you?”

Even the vinegar of his past life has never been seen like this!

The vinegar bucket!

"I don't care!In any case, you are not allowed to like the dust, your heart can only pretend to me!Not even in my previous life!”Naranjing swore an oath of sovereignty and was extremely overbearing.

Fu Bo stood smiling and squinting, if the master and mother could have such love and trust each other so frankly more than 60,000 years ago, it is estimated that there would be no later things...

"Don't worry, Faber is still watching, and he's not afraid of being laughed at."The moon looked at him with a depressing look.

“Fub is our elder, what are you afraid of?”What Faber most liked to see was that we were happy, and that Faber was used to it."Nalan said cheeklessly, while holding her waist, "Say, do you still love the emperor?"