Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Chapter 22 Xiaobie wins the newlyweds

She has lived too hard in the past few years, and all the big troubles will fall on the shoulders of a woman like her.

Every day, while maintaining dignity in front of everyone, she also worries in her heart about why her husband has not returned home for so long.

Feeling the softness on his chest and smelling the body fragrance coming from the beautiful woman, Mo Fan suddenly felt guilty in his heart.

At this time, everyone in the Mo Mansion also knew what was happening and quickly left, leaving the two of them alone in front of the door.

Looking down at the beautiful woman with pear blossoms in her arms, Mo Fan skillfully stretched out his hands to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, leaned over and kissed her forehead gently:
"It's alright, I'm back."

"You're finally back." Yan said with a slightly hoarse voice as she raised her head and stared at the man in front of her.

"Dad!" Just as Mo Fan and Mo Fan were expressing their affection, Mo Caihuan from behind rushed over in a very menacing manner.

Hearing his daughter's voice, Yan in Mo Fan's arms wiped the corners of his eyes instantly.

He patted off a dishonest palm, quickly smoothed the wrinkled clothes, and finally rolled his eyes at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan smiled and retracted his palm. He had no choice but to blame the damn muscle memory. It could always automatically find the place where it should be.

Turning to look at Mo Caihuan, who was running towards him, he quickly assumed Mo Juren's identity and picked him up.

It doesn't count as substitution, he has already accepted all of Mo Juren's memories.

It can be said that he is Mo Juren, and Mo Juren is him.

Therefore, after he picked up Mo Caihuan, he didn't feel awkward at all. Instead, he thought that this was how it should be, that this was his daughter.

He picked up Mo Caihuan and teased her for a while, and the other three ladies also received the news and hurried over.

The first one to arrive was his fifth wife, Wang. Wang was originally the personal maid of the eldest wife, Jin. Later, Jin died unexpectedly, and Wang was accepted as the fifth wife by Mo Juren.

Wang is 23 or [-] years old, dressed in smart clothes and has a dashing appearance.

She looks pretty and pleasant, but her figure is a bit off. After all, she hasn't given birth yet, so that's normal.

However, his internal strength is quite superb and he is a pretty good master in the world.

"Husband!"

The cold expression on his face that kept strangers away, but after seeing Mo Fan in person, it turned into a rare smile, revealing a hint of the shyness of a young woman in his sassiness.

This made Mo Fan immediately improve her a lot in his heart.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lao Wu."

Putting down the Mo Caihuan in his arms, Mo Fan stepped forward to Wang and gave her a light hug.

The main reason is that there are more and more people, and it is difficult to start, bah!Not easy to reminisce about the past.

Later, the second eldest son, Li, and the third eldest son, Liu, came together.

The second eldest son, Mr. Li, is in his thirties, with a beautiful and dignified appearance, delicate eyebrows, and a bookish air between his brows.

What surprised Mo Fan the most was that Liu, the third child, was walking towards him. When he saw the face of the third child clearly, he had a vague feeling that he was about to fall into beauty and be unable to extricate himself.

She was even more beautiful than Yan, and her charming and charming look made her heart flutter.

No wonder Han Li in the original book described her as the reincarnation of a vixen, Mo Fan secretly swallowed his saliva and thought.

There are so many people here, otherwise I would have to fight her for three hundred rounds to test her depth.

This woman must not be kept, she must be executed on the spot tonight.

"Damn it, you're finally willing to come back. It's been five years since you left, and you've been a widow for five years."

Just when Mo Fan was still thinking about what move to use tonight, a delicate voice came from the little mouth of the third Liu Shi.

"Hahaha, it's really my fault. Let's go inside first." Mo Fan recovered, laughed, and led the girls into the house.

"By the way, where is Yuzhu?"

After looking around the area with his spiritual consciousness, he asked about his eldest daughter Mo Yuzhu.

"Yuzhu must have gone out hunting. He will be back in the evening." Yan on the side quickly told Mo Yuzhu's movements.

With such carefulness, it's no wonder that the Mo Mansion has been in order under her management for so many years. …

After half an hour.

Mo Fan finally finished explaining the events of the past five years to the girls.

When the girls knew that he was already an immortal cultivator, the admiration in their eyes became even greater.

At the same time, Mo Fan also learned about the general situation of the Jingjiao Society in the past five years from the mouths of the women.

However, he didn't care about this at all. He would become an immortal in the future, so he wouldn't care about mere mortal forces.

Time soon came to evening. After having dinner together, the four girls went back to their rooms to take a bath.

A little farewell is better than a newlywed, let alone an absence of five years.

Even the reserved second eldest son, Mr. Li, unconsciously walked a little faster when he went back.

After waiting for a while, Mo Fan took the lead and rushed to the house where the fourth lady Yan was.

At this time, Mrs. Yan had just entered the bathtub, being served by the maids at the side. Her snow-white and smooth skin and her proud figure were clearly visible to Mo Fan's consciousness.

After this exploration, a stream of heat suddenly rushed to the top of Mo Fan's head, making his face flush with excitement.

He originally wanted to wait outside for a while, but he couldn't wait any longer and broke in directly, which was still noticeable.

Apparently, Lao Wu Wang heard it. Her face was slightly red, she was biting her lower lip and slightly tightening her legs.

After half an hour, Mo Fan walked out of the door with a happy face and ran to the next room.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Mo Fan walked out of the third wife Liu's room refreshed.

No wonder the ancients often said that a moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, but as it happened last night, Mofan wouldn't exchange it for a thousand pieces of gold.

Humming a little tune, Mo Fan walked to the practice room.

After eating the breakfast sent by his servants, Mo Fan took out a Peiyuan Pill, swallowed it, and started today's practice.

Time just passed by day by day.

Because each Peiyuan Pill is enough for Mo Fan to practice for three days, and he cannot stop in between.

Therefore, in the following time, every time Mo Fan took a Peiyuan Pill to practice for three days, he would be rewarded with a night of indulgence that night.

So every three days was his day of indulgence.

Time flies, and January has passed.

Under the influence of his return, Mo Mansion was thriving.

……

at the same time.

In an inn somewhere in Jiayuan City.

A young man in colorful clothes looked through the window at Mo Mansion in the distance.

Behind the young man, a middle-aged man with a stout figure of about forty was half-bowing, silently waiting for instructions with a slightly flattering look on his face.

"Master Ouyang, are you sure that as long as I take action to deal with this Mo Juren, you can swallow this Jiayuan City?"

After watching for a while, the young man finally made some movement. He turned back and stared at the middle-aged man and asked.

"Reporting to Master Zhang, the Jingjiao Society was founded by Mo Juren. He is the backbone of the entire Jingjiao Society. As long as he dies, the Jingjiao Society will be leaderless.

At that time, I will lead the brothers who dominate the villa to settle in Jiayuan City. Within three to five years, the villain will definitely be able to take over the entire Jiayuan City. "

When asked by the young man, the middle-aged man looked happy and quickly assured him.

(End of this chapter)