However, when Mo Zichen heard this from his cousin, he became quiet.

He sat down, seeming a little embarrassed and a little sad.

"Auntie is retaliating. She has no good words for our brothers and sisters. If it were not for her ancestors, she would have cut off contact with us for a long time. Where would she let Sister Yuke stay for a few days from time to time? Or, The ancestors here will talk about it. "Mo Ziling suggested that the weight was light.

Su Biluo heard the words, and swept the end of his eyes, glancing at Mo Ziling with a swaying glance.

She has always felt that her little aunt looks cute and innocent on the surface, innocent and innocent, but there is great wisdom hidden in her bones, which will not show up when there is no need.

"Yes, grandma," Man Yu Ke suddenly rushed into Mo Fengzhi's arms, "Grandma, you talk to my father, emperor and mother. I will not marry such a person. I ... I would rather die, Never marry him, bang bang ... "

With that, two lines of tears rolled down again, moistening Mo Fengzhi's placket.

Mo Fengzhi hugged the barbarian Ke tightly and also cried, "Keah, my poor Keer. Your cruel mother, who hasn't come to see me as an old mother for so many years, will come to harm me now. Granddaughter, there is no way! I am old, my daughter-in-law is so far away that I ca n’t see. Now, I want my baby granddaughter to marry Dongling, so I ca n’t see it in my life, I ... I will fight with her. ... "

The ancestor stood up suddenly and trembling, turned back and grabbed the faucet and crooked hands in the maid's auspicious hands. That still muscular skill made Su Bi's eyes shine.

Her angrily shouted: "I'm going to Nanman, I want to ask this unfilial girl, what is going on?"

"Grandma, don't be busy and--"

"Grandma, don't be impulsive--"

Meng Zixian and Mo Ziling quickly stepped forward to grab Mo Fengzhi, and the barbaric Ke also hugged her in a hurry: "Grandma, don't do it! Ke'er damn, grandma's old age, how dare you bother? As long as I ’m willing to take me in and not let my mother send me back, I ’m grateful! "

In a moment, Mofeng was quiet.

The mandarin Ke is more effective than a magical medicine. Mo Feng does not struggle anymore, but instead laughs into a chrysanthemum: "Yeah, as long as Ke'er is here. Haha, yes. Ke'er is right, marry that It ’s better to marry our son Chen, the prince of Dongling, as a demon. As long as Ke'er becomes a pro, it will definitely be inappropriate to get married again. The crisis resolves itself, ha ha ha, this is a good way— "

Mo Fengzhi smiled face to face, re-entered the seat, and embraced Manyu Ke in his arms.

Being the central thing in a word, the barbarian Ke shyly buried his head in his grandmother's arms and coquettishly said: "Grandma--"

"No! Mo Zichen is my family's father-in-law. He has a lady, and that's me!" Su Biluo couldn't help but stood up and hugged Mo Zichen's broad shoulders, imposingly defending his sovereignty.

Everyone present was frightened by her sudden drunkenness, including Mo Zichen, who stared at Su Biluo like a ghost.

"However, this contradiction is not too difficult to resolve. After all, my beautiful and great mother-in-law has two handsome and invincible sons. Zi Qian and Zi An are not yet married. As long as Sister Yu Ke is willing, choose one. Ah--"

Su Biluo grinned broadly and generously suggested.

"As for my father-in-law, I'm really sorry, he is already famous!"

She reached over and grabbed Mo Zichen's chin, lowered her head to cover his lips decisively.

Mo Zichen's pupils instantly enlarged, oh no, everyone's pupils were instantly enlarged and exclaimed.

"what--"