Chapter 431: Carrying a puppet ... Ai Fei, so, okay?

Helianyi clenched his fists tightly, and the blue veins violently in the forehead exposed his current anger.
He flew towards Liulidian quickly, and He Lianyi almost lost his brain along the way. Thinking of seeing his own woman soon, his heart beats faster and faster, and the whole person becomes more and more nervous.
However, when he came to the Liuli Temple and saw the charming woman's face with a charming smile chatting with another man happily, Helianyi's face suddenly became extremely indifferent.
This woman, I'm not here, she is happier than I was! But his eyes fell on Mo Yan's carefully guarded belly, and the expression of Hao Lianyi softened a lot. If Mo Yue knew at this time that our King of King was hiding in the dark, eavesdropping on the corner, killing her would not say these words to Leng Yuetan.
In the glazed hall, Mo Yan sat opposite Leng Yuetan, and Leng Yuetan's focused eyes were watching Mo Yan's playful eyes. From the moment he sat in front of Mo Yan, his eyes never moved away. Clinique stood quietly behind Mo Yan and looked at the two. After a while, Leng Yuetan reminded Clinique, "You step back, I have something to say to Butterfly."
Clinique was naturally reluctant. After all, this Lengyuetan did not have the imagination to love the woman named Xia Die. Therefore, Mo Yue's safety, she must be cautious. When Helianyi saw Clinique doing this, she nodded with satisfaction. Be sure to enjoy summer butterflies in the future.
A pair of cold eyes carefully looked at the two people in the temple. When Leng Yuetan saw Clinique did not retreat, he glanced at Mo Yan and frowned slightly. Although he loved the woman in front of her, her subordinates did not even take themselves into their eyes so much, and Leng Yuetan was a little unhappy. Mo Yan noticed the change in Lengyuetan's expression, worried that he would be angry with Clinique, and turned and smiled at Clinique, "Clinique, you step back, I'm fine."
Clinique hesitated for a moment, receiving the cold stare of Lengyuetan, a spirit, and hurried back. In this way, there are two people in the hall: Leng Yuetan and Mo Yan. Leng Yuetan looked at Mo Yan, hesitated for a moment, and said to her, "Dieer, are you still not willing to forgive You?"
Mo Yan laughed, "What is the emperor saying? You are the king of a country, and the daughter is just a grass-roots citizen. How dare you say something that is not forgiving. Such an outrageous thing can not be done by courtiers."
"Do you have to talk to you like this?"
"What kind of tone does the emperor want the daughter to talk to you?" After a pause, Mo Yi asked curiously, "Emperor, do you really love Summer Butterfly?"
Leng Yuetan heard Mo Su ’s sudden problem and thought she was changing her mind. She nodded excitedly and returned: "Love, I love you very much, and I love you more than anyone else. Butterfly, the former thing is cowardly, now I become emperor, and I will never let you feel wronged again. The child in your womb will raise him as his own biological child. I just hope that you can stay with me and stay with me. "
After speaking, Leng Yuetan's eyes were slightly drooping, which seemed to be covering up his wounded emotions. Mo Yan snorted in his heart, but still had a charming smile on his face. She glanced at the tea on the table, and gracefully added some to Leng Yuetan. After a moment, Mo Yan sighed and said:
"With you? What can you give to Xia Die? It was obviously the Queen's fault yesterday, but you saw that Xia Die was wronged, and you were not willing to give the queen even a reprimand. Is this your love for Xia Die? "
Mo Yan thought that the man in front of him was ridiculously powerful. He whispered his love to his mouth and said that he would protect Xia Die, but these things he did were in Mo Yan's eyes, but it was a man who didn't get the woman. Demonstrated possessiveness.
Looking at Lengyuetan's stiff expression, Mo Yan laughed and laughed, all of which fell into Lengyuetan's eyes but became the woman in front of him. This was because he was jealous of fighting against the queen. The corner of his mouth could not help but evoke a slight smile. Leng Yuetan moved a little to the seat beside Mo Yi, and the distance between the two of them instantly narrowed.
In the dark, Helianyi's fists clenched tightly together, he thought, if that man dared to get closer to his woman a little distance, he would certainly be tempted to jump out and destroy the man!
Fortunately, when Leng Yuetan was close to Mo Yan, Mo Yan suddenly moved back a bit, avoiding close contact with Leng Yuetan. This action sinks Leng Yuetan's heart, but makes He Lianyi in the shadows extremely happy.
Leng Yuetan's deep voice said to Mo Yan: "Dieer, do you hate tadpoles like that?"
"Not disgusted, but temporarily unacceptable. If the emperor is okay, the daughter will sleep first." After this entanglement, Mo Yan was really not sure that he would drive Leng Yuetan out. But now she and Clinique are in someone else's place, and there are children with Helian wings in the stomach, she can't take the children to risk angering this man. So, everything has a degree, so she has to bear it! It is true to provoke Leng Yuetan, just to keep him here for a few days, so Mo Yan said it was unacceptable, which meant that she needed to calm down for a few days.


Leng Yuetan is not a fool. He naturally heard the meaning of Mo Yan's words, slowly stood up, his eyes full of resentment and said to Mo Yan: "Butter, give you time. Wait for you to calm down , I'll come to you again. "
Mo Yan didn't speak, and didn't look at Lengyuetan again. Until Lengyuetan left, Mo Yan sighed deeply, so dangerous!
When Leng Yuetan left, Mo Yan hurried to the door and closed the door. He just turned around and was blocked by a wall. Mo Yan was so scared that he almost fell to the ground. However, his arms were grasped tightly by a pair of powerful big hands, and Mo Yan suddenly became tense.
Looking at the wide chest in front, the vivid golden yellow dragon on the ink robe, smelling the familiar taste, at this moment, Mo Yan almost forgot to breathe, and she was stiffened, leaving the hands tight. She held her arm tightly.
Feeling the undulations of the chest getting worse, Mo Yan's throat seemed to be burned by the fire, the pain was so severe, her tears dripped like rain, drop by drop along the curled eyelashes at the feet, and fell on the strong On the chest. The tear-stained clothes appear darker under the influence of tears.
A magnetic, calm and powerful voice passed into my ear, "I talk to other men with my back on my back and laugh, love concubine, are you so good?"
The end of the voice was obviously a little more trembling, but Mo Yan didn't notice the difference because of the familiar voice.
She looked up sharply at the man in front of her, thinking she was dreaming. She was afraid of waking up, and she had nothing. So, staring at Lianjun's beautiful face without blinking, he couldn't bear to look away.