640. Chapter 640

Murong Zhan finally tasted a delicious meal tonight, holding the little man who had fallen asleep in his arms, he felt a sense of satisfaction that he had never experienced before.

It was really tiring her out.

Whether he was in the Ye family or the Lu family, this little guy grew up pampered and pampered. His skin looked like it was made of water. He was both squeamish and coquettish. Sometimes he felt that his movements were too heavy, and sometimes he felt that he was too fast. He In order not to make her feel uncomfortable, I kept listening to her restrain herself, and then she lost control.

At the end, she grabbed his shoulders and asked him to go faster.

Mo Rongzhan chuckled and kissed her on the cheek a few times.

Ye Zhen's sleep was disturbed, and she scratched Mo Rongzhan's chest a few times with one hand.

Only then did Mo Rongzhan let her go, hugging her and falling asleep together.

A dreamless night.

When Ye Zhen woke up, it was already three o'clock in the morning outside, and Mo Rongzhan was no longer beside her. She turned over and found that her whole body was sore. The memories of last night flooded into her mind, and she remembered Her last indulgence was really... She buried her face in the quilt and screamed weakly a few times.

"Are you awake?" Mo Rongzhan came in from the outside and saw her rolling around under the quilt. He sat down next to her and looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

Ye Zhen lifted the quilt and looked at him with a pair of watery eyes, "Where have you been?"

Her voice was still a little hoarse because she screamed too much last night.

Murong Zhan said with a smile, "I watched the memorial next door for a while. Do you remember it? I will accompany you to have breakfast."

"I feel uncomfortable all over." Ye Zhen complained, "It's all you!"

"Yes, it's all my fault. You must be gentle tonight." Mo Rongzhan kissed her lips and whispered.

Ye Zhen's cheeks were glowing. When she heard Mo Rongzhan's words, she scratched the back of his hand and said, "No more tonight."

Murong Zhan laughed out loud and picked her up, "Can I help you change your clothes?"

"Didn't you bring a palace maid with you? Just let her in." Ye Zhen did not bring the previous maid with her. When she came out of the palace, Mo Rongzhan specially chose a palace maid for her, so that she would have someone to control her along the way. .

"I can still do this little thing." Mo Rongzhan said, already starting to pull away the quilt.

Ye Zhen was only wearing a small piece of clothing, which barely covered the scenery in front of her. Her back was completely bare and white, and there were fingerprints on her waist that he had pinched out last night, not to mention the kisses on her neck and collarbone. There were red marks even on the shoulders, revealing a gorgeous ambiguity.

Mo Rongzhan's eyes darkened slightly, remembering the beauty of last night, he kissed her shoulder, "It's so beautiful."

"Azhan!" Ye Zhen avoided his kiss and bit her lip to give him a look.

"I won't do anything." Mo Rongzhan said softly, held her in his arms and kissed her a few times, while changing her clothes, "Stay one more day at the inn today, and then set off tomorrow, otherwise we will be on our way. It’ll be too tiring.”

Ye Zhen Xiuqiao's nose wrinkled, "I think you are eager to stay for a few more days."

"As expected, we have a clear understanding of each other." Mo Rongzhan nodded with satisfaction, "So we should be more like last night... in order to better understand what each other is thinking."

"Did anyone say you were shameless?" Ye Zhen asked with a raised eyebrow.

Mo Rongzhan smiled and kissed her on the lips, "Who dares to say that to me?"

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It was not until the afternoon that Ye Zhen finally got rid of someone's troubles and went downstairs.

The place where they settled was just a small town. Because it was located in the west, the climate was different from Kyoto. It was spring in Kyoto, but here it was still cold and windy, and the weather was very dry, but it also had a unique scenery.

Murong Zhan led Ye Zhen's men down to the inn. They had already eaten in the room. If Ye Zhen hadn't said she wanted to go out for a walk, he would have preferred to be in the room with her.

"Brother!"

Just when Murong Zhan and Ye Zhen walked out of the inn, they heard a crisp voice.

Mo Rongzhan's eyes darkened slightly.

Ye Zhen didn't notice anything unusual about him, held his hand and said, "Azhan, look, it's so lively here."

"Today is a market day, so it will be particularly lively." Mo Rongzhan explained to her in a low voice, pretending that he didn't hear what he said just now, senior brother.

"Third Senior Brother, why are you here?" A beautiful figure appeared in front of Mo Rongzhan and the others. The girl, who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, looked at Mo Rongzhan with bright eyes, waving her hands behind her, "Dad, hurry up Come here, I see Third Senior Brother."

Are you calling Mo Rongzhan? Ye Zhen looked at him in confusion, how come she had never heard of who else he worshiped as his master.

Murong Zhanjun frowned, looking solemnly at the thin old man who was walking slowly not far away.

I actually met him here!

"Third Senior Brother, where have you been all these years? I've been looking for you for a long time." The girl pouted and looked at Mo Rongzhan with complaining eyes. Not caring about the displeasure on Mo Rongzhan's face at this time, she stretched out her hand to ask for you. Grab his sleeve.

Ye Zhen took Mo Rongzhan's hand and took a step back, looking at the woman lightly.

The woman couldn't catch Mo Rongzhan's sleeves, and then she noticed Ye Zhen beside him. She immediately looked over with displeasure, but was stunned when she saw Ye Zhen's appearance clearly.

"Su'er, what are you yelling about?" The thin old man came over and asked the woman, "I told you not to run around. What if you lose your way?"

No matter how much Mo Rongzhan didn't want to meet them, now that they had met, it was too late to pretend that they didn't know each other.

"Old man Zhuo, why are you here?" Mo Rongzhan asked calmly. The old man in front of him was surnamed Zhuo Minglao. He had forcefully accepted him as his disciple and taught him martial arts personally. Murong Zhan had been pretending to be in front of him. Because he didn't like his honest and innocent look, he was thrown into the wolf's den in the end, so he never regarded Mr. Zhuo as his master.

Mr. Zhuo squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Rongzhan, showing his black teeth, "Silly boy, you are still alive!"

"Dad, I told you that the third senior brother will not die." Zhuo Suer glanced at Ye Zhen from the corner of his eyes and looked at Mo Rongzhan with a smile.

"I know he's not dead!" Mr. Zhuo glared at his daughter, then looked at Mo Rongzhan with a squinted smile, "Silly boy, how did you survive back then? Didn't I tell you that if you want to survive, come here? Looking for me?"

Mo Rongzhan said quietly, "You want me to die, why should I go to find you?"

Zhuo Suer immediately explained, "Third Senior Brother, Dad doesn't want you to die, he just wants to train you. When I knew you were missing, Dad has been looking for you for a long time."

"What if I am bitten to death by a wolf?" Mo Rongzhan asked again.

"The matter is over, let's not talk about it anymore." Mr. Zhuo said with a smile, "You and I should be masters and disciples. Don't talk about these unhappy things when we meet."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Mo Rongzhan's mouth, "Then let's say goodbye here."