Chapter 737 The Secret of Dragon Pond 2

Bo Feng Yin Xiaolongzai stared at the reason text on the wall, distinguishing it word by word, and pronounced it: "I, Si Mingjing, love Mo Yinhe the most, and want mandarin ducks to play in the water forever."

Mo Yinhe, who was wandering around outside the Longchi, heard his son's cool and cute words, suddenly came to his senses, looked at his beautiful wife in the Longchi, and blinked his deep eyes.

That look of eyes, affectionate, secretly sends out the autumn waves.

Si Mingjing's cheeks turned red and explained: "It's not what I said, it's the words on the wall."

Mo Yinhe raised his eyebrows and did not take Si Mingjing's explanation seriously. He jumped out of the dragon pond with a tall body and walked towards the wall of the dragon pond. He stared at the words on the wall and asked his son cunningly: "Read it again."

Bo Feng Yin Xiaolongzai repeated the remarks: "I, Si Mingjing, love Mo Yinhe the most, and want mandarin ducks to play in the water forever."

Mo Yinhe's evil mouth was stained with a hint of uncontrollable laughter, and he turned his head to his wife and said, "Baby, you want to play with me here?"

Two children were there, Si Mingjing kicked him and coughed lightly, "Be serious, you said it's not me!"

"That's hard to say."

Mo Yinhe stroked his chin with interest and said meaningfully: "Maybe it was you who were ten thousand years ago, I heard the confession I left behind by me. "

He smiled happily, and was more than a little happy.

This is the most beautiful love words, engraved on the indelible stone wall, experienced the ever-changing changes and fell in his heart.

It blooms everywhere in his heart, as brilliant as this.

Si Mingjing's phoenix eyes were frivolous, and he actually felt that it was possible.

"Is this temple the place where both of us elope?"

Si Mingjing is shy, embarrassed, and feels beautiful. If that is true, it seems to be a different kind of interest.

Bo Fengyin Xiaolongzai shook his clever little head and said, "Hoho, I know, Dad, that handsome man on the mural must be you, and mom is the little dragon girl on the mural."

Mo Yinhe stretched out his long arm and embraced Si Mingjing, who was trapped in thought, into his arms.

He lowered his head, pinched her round chin, his fingertips had a hint of interest, his joking voice was magnetic, and he was numb: "Baby, we are back to the nest, do you want to play with the mandarin ducks now?"

Si Mingjing laughed and knocked his hand down: "I don't want to."

She escaped from his arms to prevent the man from breaking out of nature.

But after just escaped a step away, his body was pulled into his arms by Mo Yinhe again. Mo Yinhe was in a happy mood at this moment, so how could he not want to do anything? He couldn't care about the two children around him. He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Red lips, seductive red lips.

Mo Yinhe stopped savoring her forehead, and she smiled softly.

Si Mingjing was uncomfortable being laughed by him, and raised his eyes slightly, trying to break the ambiguity.

suddenly……

Mo Yinhe held her face in both hands and sealed her lips again.

This time, I didn’t try it lightly, but explore it in depth.

Bo Fengyin and Ye Nianbai, two little dragon cubs, turned around and did not look at them inappropriately~~~

Later, Si Mingjing and Mo Yinhe sat by the dragon pool, watching the two children playing in the dragon pool.

It is obviously still the same dragon pool, but now it has different meanings in the hearts of Si Mingjing and Mo Yinhe.

It seemed to be sublimated in an instant.

In addition, my son can make up stories, and the stories he made up before have also had new meanings.

The two sat shoulder to shoulder by the dragon pond, savoring the contents of Xiao Fengyin's story before watching the murals, and automatically replenished their minds and nurtured their hearts, giving birth to silent warmth and sweetness.

Or, this is where the two people are located.

It is said that life is just like the first meeting, but after ten thousand years, their hearts are still tightly attached as they were when they first met. They get married and have children, and have a happy family, and they no longer have to elope in the cave.

The more Si Mingjing thought about it, the more beautiful he felt. He leaned his head against Mo Yinhe's shoulder, and his two fair legs fell into the pool water, fiddling with the hot pool water. He was very happy and ripples appeared in his heart.

Mo Yinhe stretched out an arm and put it on her shoulders, and took her into her arms.

Si Mingjing said: "What a pity."

"What a pity?"

"I have left so many dragons spitting beads and have many memories of treasure. Why don't I have the end of the first encounter? Now I can only rely on the murals and imagine it out of thin air."

Si Mingjing wanted to know more details, but unfortunately there were too few details, and he all relied on brain repair.

Mo Yinhe laughed three times and said, "What does it matter? Imagination is the best. Let Feng Yin make a paragraph for you every day, which is guaranteed to be a heart-wrenching romantic love story. Our son has talent in this area and can tap his potential well."

Si Mingjing also smiled and said, "If my brother knows that we can develop his potential in this regard, he will definitely be shocked and despise us."

"Just don't let him know, you have more skills and more jobs."

Si Mingjing smiled so hard that he buried his head in his arms, thinking to himself if his son still needs more jobs?

But it can be used as a hobby.

Isn’t vests popular now?

Dig well, and in the future, I will open a small vest and be a gold medal screenwriter.

The two of them imagined the future of the children and couldn't stop laughing.

Two hours later, after Xiaobai was soaked, they left the Dragon Pool but did not leave the temple.

Thinking that this temple might be the home of the two of them tens of thousands of years ago, I stayed to discuss with the designer how to redecorate it into a warm home. The temple is now too solemn and more serious.

It wasn't when the two of them built this place ten thousand years ago, how could they make it so sacred?

The day passed quickly.

Back at Prince Bo's mansion, Ye Siyuan called and said it was snowing in Yecheng.

Si Mingjing was very excited.

She had long been looking forward to the snow in the night city and strolling in the snow.

"Sister-in-law, when will you and my brother come back? And when will the children come back?"

Suddenly there were a few children at home, and they were deserted and a little uncomfortable.

Grandma has to ask four or five times a day, when will the children come back?

Originally, my grandmother would study food every day. After the children were over, she would call several children to her and eat the various pastries she made.

My grandfather also felt that life was missing something. He could have asked the children to go to the study every day, watch the children practice calligraphy, or play chess with them.

Although the little nephews are very young, they are not vague at all when playing chess.

Especially Ye Jingzhe, the one who plays Go is 666. Every time my grandfather calls with his old friends, he will brag about his great-grandson.

Si Mingjing wanted to go back to see the snow scene, but she said, "Go back in two days. You call the prince first and ask the prince to send a few children in Baipiao City back to the night city. Your brother and I will then rush back."
Chapter completed!