Then he scolded his companion for a few words, and then snorted coldly, and said proudly: "Master, I will not change my name, sit or change my surname, Mo Junyan, Master Mo is also." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Zhou Huaiyu: "...... I don't know. ”

"You ......"

"Haha-Mo Junyan, call Uncle Sheng to listen, Lao Tzu will let you go today!"

Mo Junyan was so angry by Zhou Huaiyu's "I don't know" that he was about to point at her and scold her, but a nightmarish voice suddenly sounded above his head, which frightened his body to stiffen, but this time it was really hard.

Zhou Huaiyu also looked up, and saw that above the side, there was another beautiful young man in a black robe, squatting on a stone, with his hands on his knees, looking at Mo Junyan with a wicked smile. As if sensing her gaze, he glanced over, still with a smile in his eyes, shiny, where there was a trace of bad look, just like the naughty and funny boy next door, so that her heart began to beat wildly again, and she quickly lowered her head.

"Your Royal Highness, Ziwu will not disturb Your Highness to watch the lion dance, so I will retire. Mo Junyan, who was extremely arrogant just now, was like a cat and mouse at this time, and wanted to turn around and run away before he finished speaking.

"Stop, didn't you hear Lao Tzu's words clearly?"

Zhao Jing spoke casually, his voice was not loud, but it made Mo Junyan stand on his feet immediately, and the grievances of a little daughter-in-law looked up at him.

"Hurry up, call uncle, you can get out of here, it really affects your mood to see you. An Wangshi said and turned his head in the direction of Zhou Huaiyu, and then stared at Zhou Huaiyu, as if he really didn't want to see Mo Junyu. However, everyone knew that he was deliberately teasing Mo Junxian this time.

The prince of King An was obviously younger than this Mo Junyan, but he asked him to call him uncle. If it is not deliberately humiliated, then it means that it is true.

After all, there is such a thing as seniority, which really can't be judged by age.

"Uncle, Ziwu doesn't dare to disturb you to watch the lion dance, so I'll retire. In the end, Mo Junyan still cried out, and there was not much shame on his face, more just grievance.

It's like going back to my hometown to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year, and I saw a milk doll with a schoolbag on my back, and I wanted to go up and touch my head and say that I was really good, at this time, my parents suddenly came to me and said, child, call someone quickly, this is your aunt and grandmother!

I couldn't have been more congested.

Mo Junyan's "uncle" satisfied Zhao Jing, he waved his hand, like chasing flies, and Mo Junyan and the others immediately left as quickly as if they were walking on a flat road.

Zhou Huaiyu withdrew his gaze from Mo Junyan's back.

It seems that according to the generation, the prince of King An is really Mo Junyan's uncle, but I don't know, which family Mo Junyan is?

Mo?

Oh? Didn't my cousin say that when Wang An Shizi was young, he forced the prince of Huguo to bow on the street, and Mo Shizi was beaten by him when he didn't salute, could it be that this salute was not simply a salute, but let him also call people according to his seniority? What is the name? Uncle, uncle? If even the most noble family of the Mo family has to bow to Prince An, then it is not a shame for this Mo Jun to call this now.

Zhou Huaiyu lowered her head, staring at the movement in the audience, while thinking in her head, trying to ignore the influence that Wang Wang Shizi had on her, leaving only the back of his head.

But thinking about it, because of his three scissors, the back of his head is now bald, and he can't help but regret why he gave the hat to Song Yun.

Fortunately, Song Yun had a heart-to-heart connection with her, and although she was still blushing, she still took off her hat and returned it to her.

Zhou Huaiyu suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

For a while, she didn't feel any movement behind her, and secretly guessed that it might be that the person had left, so she relaxed even more, raised her arm, and helped the small tree next to her to support it a little to save effort.

"You're still lazy when you're fat, tsk, look at Zhou Fat Girl, you're hopeless!"

Zhou Huaiyu's hand slipped and almost rolled down the mountain face down, but fortunately, she stretched out her arm, hugged the tree trunk, and stabilized her figure. But because she had too much strength, the little tree that was being shot straight at shook a few times before stopping. It was obviously early summer when she was thriving, and she was forced to shoot a few emerald green leaves.

Then I heard louder laughter behind me, and it was much closer.

Much closer?

Zhou Huaiyu turned his head in fright, and saw that the young man who was still on it just now was already standing in the open space less than a meter behind her, holding his hands on his chest, looking at her meaningfully.

"I really don't know how the old monk saw through the heavy fat and saw that you have Huigen, why can't the master see it?"

Zhou Huaiyu turned around silently.

She really didn't know how to face this beautiful boy who made her heart flutter as soon as she saw it.

Even if he has never experienced feelings, Zhou Huaiyu understands that his current wrong situation is maybe, probably, probably, it is called "liking".

That's what she finally figured out after two nights of thinking.

However, this liking, she disliked it very much.

I like it, obviously I feel something beautiful when I think about it, but when she thinks about it, she can't help frowning, and she just wants to throw this feeling away.

An Wang Shizi had obvious hostility towards her, even disgust, which she had noticed from the beginning. Although I don't know where this disgust comes from, but, under his disgust, she still likes him, how cheap is she?

However, although her actual age is half a hundred, she can be regarded as having gone through vicissitudes, and it is also the first time she is excited and likes it.

clearly told himself to stay away from him and ignore him, but he still couldn't control his heartbeat and couldn't control his excitement the first time he saw him.

She was a little annoyed.

However, the heart, she can't control, the body, she can always control.

Don't look at him, don't listen to him, ignore him.

That's how she responded.

One day, she will not like him and will forget about him.

Zhou Huaiyu sighed slightly, the "first love" was too fast, and it had already ended before it started.

Although Zhou Huaiyu felt that his sighing action was very small, he was still noticed by Zhao Jing.

"Zhou Fat Niu'er, what are you sighing for, seeing that the master actually doesn't salute? Why, do you think that the old monk is supporting you, and you are not afraid of heaven and earth, right?"

Zhao Jing was not satisfied.

This week, the fat girl is simply fat, and she actually ignores him!

Dare to ask who in the capital dares to be like her?

Hearing that there was already coldness in Wang Shizi's tone, Zhou Huaiyu had no choice but to turn around slowly and salute him, his clumsy appearance successfully provoked his merciless ridicule.

"Haha, for the sake of making your master happy, I won't pursue you this time, next time I see you, don't let me speak, take the initiative to salute respectfully, understand?"

Leaning on the hood, Zhou Huaiyu replied in a respectful voice with an expressionless face: "Understood." ”

"Hmm. Prince An nodded in satisfaction, and then sat down, looking like he was going to watch the lion dance performance in this place for a while.

Zhou Huaiyu rolled his eyes and began to scan the surroundings, ready to change positions.

However, before she could find a new place, she heard Wang Shizi An threaten again: "Fat girl, if you dare to run, the master will help you believe it or not?"