Chapter 722: Marry the Master

So he finally changed his mind!

The harem guard Yuanxiang really can't enter, so the only thing left is to let the guard Yuanxiang continue to pretend to be a eunuch, and then let Ye keep an eye on her actions all the time.

"Yes!" Ye replied immediately, with an extremely resolute look on his face.

Logically speaking, the secret guards around Mu Zhi should be a group of cold-blooded and emotionless killers, but this night obviously did not fit that point.

Otherwise, Ye wouldn't have fallen into her trap and let her break free from his restraints easily.

"Snake...snake, snake..." Su'er yelled in her dream. Su'er, who was sleeping on the edge of the bed, rolled over and fell off the bed. Mu Jin, who was sitting on the chair next to her and dozing, had quick eyesight and quick hands. He caught Su'er who rolled down from the bed.

However, Su'er was still awake at this time. Her beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled tightly, her whole body was tense, and her hands were tightly clenched.

She didn't know what she was dreaming about in her dream. Mu Jin put Su'er gently on the bed and covered Su'er with a quilt. Su'er's clenched hand grabbed Mu Jin's sleeve, pink. Her little mouth muttered: "Mom, Su'er wants a hug!"

I was having nightmares just now, but now I'm begging for a hug.

Mu Jin was tightly grasped by Su Er's small hands on her sleeves, and it was difficult to pull away.

Perhaps because she was too close to Su'er, the fragrant milky scent of Su'er's body smelled very good in her nose, and it made Mu Jin very familiar.

When he held Zhu'er in his arms, the smell on Zhu'er was similar to that on Su'er.

This undoubtedly made Mu Jin feel close to Su'er, especially Su'er's cute but playful sleeping face, which made people very fond of her.

However, when Mu Jin looked carefully, he felt that he could find traces of Wei Yuanwei in Su'er's eyebrows. In the past five years, he had met many people who were similar to Wei Yuanwei, but they were only similar in appearance, but there was no one. It has the charm of Wei Iris.

However, this little girl made him see Wei Yuanwei when he was a child.

The same cleverness, the same quirkiness, the only difference is that Wei Yuanwei knows how to grasp the scale, be relaxed and measured in doing things, and be calm and wise in situations.

And this little girl was obviously spoiled by her family. She didn't have any sense of crisis. She was used to doing things her own way, and she was used to being lawless.

However, with this little girl's talent and intelligence, as long as she suffers a few hardships, her temper will be tempered, and if she can be cultivated in the future, her temper may be the same as that of Wei Yuanwei.

When night comes, it is also the time when people are most vulnerable. The longing for Wei Yuanwei emerges like a tide. At this moment, he actually has an idea in his mind, which is to keep Su'er by his side, and then treat her like Wei Yuanwei. character development.

Many years later, when a little Iris stood in front of him. Although they have different appearances, their personality and charm are very similar to Wei Yuanwei.

Would that be a comfort to him?

Even if he was just watching, he felt that Wei Yuanwei just changed her body and stayed with him, and that was enough.

Mu Jin thought this way, and the corners of her lips, which had no warmth at all, slowly revealed a bright and warm arc.

Then Mu Jin hugged Su'er into the bed and lay next to Su'er.

Su'er seemed to often sleep with her mother before, so when Mu Jin was next to Su'er, Su'er, who was lying on her back, turned sideways and put her hands around Mu Jin's neck. Go, and a short short leg knocked on Mu Jin's leg very naturally.

Mu Jin couldn't help but smile. The child's sleeping posture was indeed somewhat similar to Wei Yuanwei's.

Wei Yuanwei also likes to knock her legs on his legs when sleeping.

"Mother, Su'er wants to tell you a little secret. Su'er will marry the master in the future..." Su'er's cute and soft voice sounded softly in Mu Jin's ears.

Mu Jin smiled again and reached out to touch the back of Su'er's head.

Su Er's soft breath lightly touched Mu Jin's face, and that subtle feeling stirred up a layer of warm ripples in Mu Jin's heart.

This feeling is really wonderful!

When the morning sun shone lightly on Su'er's face through the shadows of the trees, Su'er rubbed her eyes with her hands, reached out and grabbed something to cover her face, blocking the bright light in front of her eyes, and planned to continue sleeping.

Hey, what is this? It covers the face with a thin layer of coolness, very comfortable, and it also has a faint fragrance of ink.

Smells great!

This reminded her of the smell of her master. The smell of her master also had such a light fragrance, which smelled very good.

Could it be that the master is here?

This made Su'er suddenly open her hazy eyes.

However, what faced her was a silver mask engraved with delicate patterns, and a pair of eyes that were as deep as those from ancient times.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Su'er found that she was sleeping next to the strange uncle at this moment.

Oh my god, her mother-in-law had warned her since she was a child not to sleep in the same bed with an adult man, not even her biological father.

This was what her mother told her when she begged her master to sleep with her.

However, now this weird uncle climbed into her bed and slept with her.

Woohoo, will she not be able to get married in the future? She has never slept with her master! Especially after she grew up, the master rarely even hugged her.

Su'er immediately glanced, stretched out his fist and swung it at Mu Jin's face. Mu Jin opened his eyes and didn't stop him, letting Su'er's small fist hit him in the face.

Then, Su'er whimpered again, her eyes were crooked, and she held her hand pitifully: "It hurts, it hurts." Then her dark eyes stared angrily at Mu Jin.

This little girl is stupid. He wears a silver mask on his face. It looks frivolous, but its texture is very hard.

As a result, she was stunned and punched him with her fist.

"Rogue, gangster, you big gangster, how are you going to get me married in the future if you do this?" The little glutinous rice dumpling got up from the bed and sat in front of Mu Jin, pushing his little feet straight towards Mu Jin's chest.

This girl is only five years old at most. If she were fifteen, he wouldn't even be able to get in.

Even at such a young age, they began to worry that they would not be able to get married.

Who taught her this?

"You can marry your master!" Mu Jin also sat up, her white clothes falling on the bed in layers, her figure as tall as a green bamboo.

Facing this cute little glutinous rice dumpling in front of her, Mu Jin couldn't help but want to tease her.

When Su'er heard this, her little feet stopped moving, and a hint of shyness immediately appeared on her pink face. I hate it, I hate it, I really hate it. How could he know that she wanted to marry her master!