On Our Wedding Night, His Highness Can't Continue His Acting After Reading My Mind!

   "Hello? Why are you in a daze?"

  Yun Ran frowned slightly, stretched out a hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

  Nangong Mo: "???"

  She said just now that the master was carrying her behind his back and was outside raising... a little beauty? ! What's the meaning? !

  Looking at the dangling paw in front of him, Nangong Mo really wanted to ask: Where does the master raise a little beauty outside?

   "Hello! Nangong Mo, are you stupid?"

  Yunran raised his hand, and slapped Nangong Mo's head with a 'slap'.

  【Well, I feel much better instantly! How about I come again? 】

  Nangong Mo: "..."

  Originally, he could have avoided the second blow, but he thought in his heart that if it would make her happy, he should hit it a few more times.

  However, Yun Ran just slapped her twice, not for anything else but for pain in her hands.

  Nangong Mo delivered the delicious food in time, "Aran, as the saying goes, you have the strength to hit someone when you are full. Come, eat more."

  Yun Ran glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "You mean, you haven't had enough?"

  That look, that expression, was filled with a sentence: You really deserve a beating!

  The man smiled, and said seriously, "As long as Ah Ran is happy, I can do whatever I want."

  Yunran immediately raised his finger and pointed to the star-studded roof, "Is it okay for you to dig out all these emeralds and take them away with me?"

  Nangong Mo: "..."

   Twitching the corners of her mouth, she gave a gentle smile, "Aran, don't you think this starlight roof is beautiful?"

   "It's beautiful!"

   "Well, you don't like it?"

   "Like it! That's why I asked you to pick them up and give them to me!"

  Nangong Mo: "..."

   No, you don't like this beautiful roof, you just like gold and silver jewelry... that's all!

  The man's thin lips were slightly pursed, his smile was soft and emotional, "Don't Aran think that if you pick them off, this beautiful mood will be ruined?"

  Yunran looked at the dreamlike starry sky, feeling quite emotional:

  【The artistic conception is really beautiful! Girls should like it, right? Ah! The dog man must have tried so hard to deceive the little girl! 】

  Nangong Mo: "?"

  Tricking the little girl?

   It seems that he is right.

  The man chuckled, and pointed to the gems above, "They belong to Aran, everything here belongs to Aran, and Aran can do whatever he wants."

  Yunran's eyes lit up, "You mean, I can take away all the valuable treasures in this room?"

  Nangong Mo: "..."

  Is the dead girl a professional house demolisher? Want to tear everything down?

   And the way she looked at the tree... what kind of eyes are those? Fascinated, fascinated and nympho!

  He is worse than a tree!

   "Aran, why bother?"

   "This room is yours. Everything here is prepared for you. Why did you demolish it? Ah Ran doesn't like this room?"

  Yunran: "???"

【what did he say? Room? mine? 】

【cut! I believe you ghost! Will I believe this kind of nonsense that is designed to deceive little girls? 】

  Yun Ran rolled his eyes at him, "Nangong Mo, how many people have you told this to?"

  Nangong Mo was startled, and frowned slightly, "What does Ah Ran mean?"

   "This room is really for me? Didn't you secretly use the golden house to hide your beauty?"

  Nangong Mo: "..."

  Golden House...Hidden beauty?

   And the previous sentence, he raises a little beauty outside?

   It turned out to be so!

  What is the dead girl thinking about?

  Nangong Mo pursed his thin lips, his handsome face was a little dark, "Yun Xiaoran, is that kind of person in your heart?"

  Yun Ran blinked, waiting to look at him, "What kind of person is it?"

  Nangong Mo: "..."

   Without waiting for him to speak, Yun Ran kindly answered for him: "Flirty, indulging in beauty, facing the Qin and late Chu, loving the new and dislike the old, always chaotic and finally abandoning, you are a prodigal son!"

  Nangong Mo: "...No sir."

   "Why aren't you? Didn't you say before that there are three thousand concubines in the mansion?"

   "No!"

   "There is none in the mansion, but you may have raised three thousand little beauties outside!"

  Nangong Mo: "..."

  If you want to commit a crime, why don't you have excuses?