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Chapter 640

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Mo Rongzhan finally tasted a sumptuous meal tonight. Holding the little girl who had fallen asleep in his arms, he felt a sense of satisfaction that he had never felt before.

She was really tired.

This little girl, whether in the Ye family or the Lu family, grew up spoiled. Her skin was like water, delicate and spoiled. One moment, she complained that his movements were too heavy, and the next moment, she felt that he was too fast. In order not to make her feel uncomfortable, he had been listening to her restrain herself, and later lost control.

In the end, she also grabbed his shoulder and asked him to hurry up.

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 weakly.

Only then did Mo Rongzhan let her go and fell asleep with her in his arms.

It was a dreamless night.

When Ye Zhen woke up, it was already late in the morning. Mo Rongzhan was no longer by her side. She turned over and found that her whole body was sore. Last night's memories flooded into her mind like a tide. She remembered her last indulgence. It was really … She buried her face in the quilt and weakly called out a few times.

"Awake?" Mo Rongzhan came in from outside and saw her rolling around in the quilt. He sat down beside her and looked at her 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, probably because she had screamed too hard last night.

Mo Rongzhan said with a smile, "I read the memorial next door for a while. Did you remember? I'll accompany you to breakfast. "

"I'm not feeling well all over." Ye Zhen complained. "It's all your fault!"

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

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

Mo Rongzhan chuckled and picked her up with the quilt. "Zhen will serve you to change your clothes, okay?"

"Didn't you bring a maid? Just let her in. " Ye Zhen did not bring her former maid with her. When she came out of the palace, Mo Rongzhan deliberately chose a palace maid for her so that she could be ordered along the way.

"Such a small matter, I can still do it." Mo Rongzhan said as he began to pull the quilt away.

Ye Zhen was only wearing a small shirt, which could only cover the scenery in front of her. Her back was smooth and white, and there were finger marks on her waist, all of which were pinched by him last night. Not to mention the kiss marks on her neck and collarbone, even her shoulders were dotted with red marks, revealing a gorgeous ambiguity.

Mo Rongzhan's eyes darkened as he thought of the beautiful night before. He kissed her shoulder and said, "You were beautiful."

"Ah Zhan!" Avoiding his kiss, Ye Zhen bit her lips and glared at him.

"I won't do anything." Mo Rongzhan said faintly. He held her in his arms and kissed her a few times while helping her change her clothes. "Let's stay in the inn for one more day and set off tomorrow. Otherwise, it will be too tiring to travel."

Ye Xi wrinkled her delicate nose. "I think you can't wait to stay a few more days."

"Sure enough, we have a telepathic connection." Mo Rongzhan nodded with satisfaction. "So we should be more like last night … so that we can understand each other better."

"Did anyone say that you are shameless?" Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows and asked.

Mo Rongzhan smiled and kissed her lips. "Who dares to say that to me?"





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

The place where they stayed was just a small town. Because it was in the west, the climate was different from that of the capital. The capital was now in spring, but here, the wind was still cold and the weather was very dry, but it was a different scenery.

Mo Rongzhan and Ye Zhen's men arrived at the inn. They had already eaten in the room. If Ye Zhen hadn't said that she wanted to go out for a walk, he would have preferred to stay in the room with her.

"Senior brother!"

Just as Mo Rongzhan and Ye Zhen walked out of the inn, they heard a clear voice.

Mo Rongzhan's eyes darkened slightly.

Ye Zhen didn't notice his abnormality. She took his hand and said, "Ah Zhan, look, it's so lively here."

"Today is market day, so it will be particularly lively." Mo Rongzhan explained to her in a low voice, pretending not to hear the word 'senior brother' just now.

"Third senior brother, why are you here?" A beautiful figure appeared in front of Mo Rongzhan. A girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old looked at Mo Rongzhan with bright eyes and waved her hands behind her. "Dad, come here, I see third senior brother."

Is she calling Mo Rongzhan? Ye Zhen looked at him doubtfully. How come she had never heard of him worshiping anyone as a master?

Mo Rongzhan's eyebrows wrinkled and his face darkened as he looked at the skinny old man who was walking slowly not far away.

To think that he would meet 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 resentment in her eyes. Ignoring the displeasure on his face at this time, she reached out to grab his sleeve.

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

The girl couldn't grab Mo Rongzhan's sleeve, only then did she notice Ye Zhen beside him. She immediately looked over in displeasure, but when she saw Ye Zhen's appearance, she was stunned.

"Su 'er, what are you shouting for?" The skinny old man walked over and asked the girl. "I told you not to run around. What if you get lost?"

No matter how much Mo Rongzhan didn't want to meet them, he had already met them. It was too late to pretend not to know them.

"Old man Zhuo, why are you here?" Mo Rongzhan asked lightly. The old man in front of him was surnamed Zhuo and his given name was Old Zhuo. He had forced Mo Rongzhan to be his disciple and personally taught him martial arts. Mo Rongzhan had always pretended to be simple and honest in front of him. Because the old man didn't like him, he was eventually thrown into a wolf's den.

Old Zhuo narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Rongzhan, revealing a mouthful of black teeth. "Silly boy, you're still alive!"

"Father, I told you. Third senior brother won't die." Zhuo Su 'er glanced at Ye Zhen from the corner of her eyes, then looked at Mo Rongzhan with a smile.

"I know he's not dead!" Old Zhuo glared at his daughter, then smiled at Mo Rongzhan. "Silly boy, how did you survive all those years ago? Didn't I tell you to come and find me if you can survive? "

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

Zhuo Su 'er immediately explained, "Third senior brother, father doesn't want you to die. I just want to train you. When I found out you disappeared, father searched for you for a long time."

"What if I was killed by a wolf?" Mo Rongzhan asked again.

"It's all in the past. Let's not talk about it." Old Zhuo smiled. "You and I are master and disciple. Don't talk about these unhappy things the moment we meet."

Mo Rongzhan's lips curled into a cold smile. "Then let's part ways here."

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