Talking monkeys

I don't know when I fell asleep in a daze, and woke up to a flurry of screams.

Suddenly remembered that the empress was still in her own home, hurriedly got up, briefly freshened up, and hurried to the courtyard, the scream was even more like a lost soul, and then looked at the courtyard, the pear wood square table and bench that he had made were placed in a random corner, with the corner as the center of the circle around the female dependents in the family except for themselves, whether it was the aunt who had passed forty, or the girl who was fourteen years old, they couldn't scream themselves, and the one sitting on the bench was Dongfang Fengshu, dressed in white without trimming any edges, and his long black hair was like silk. Poetically draped on the shoulders, not stained with any dust in the mortal world, on the other side, the handsome and slender man is a bright scene, a simple earthy yellow cloth clothes, simply tied with a black cloth belt, the clothes are obviously a little short, but not half of the sunshine taste, the smile on the face is like a spring breeze, both hands are carefully combing the long hair of the man sitting in front of him, the sitting "man"

Half-closed eyes enjoyed.

Two stunning "men"

, so honestly in the yard, standing under the persimmon tree that has flourished, beautiful and tempting, harmonious and sweet, even if people who don't know the truth see it, they don't feel half disobedient.

"Don't show affection so high-profile, right?"

Mo Wu muttered while going to find the empress, but unfortunately after inquiring, she found out that early this morning, the empress and the prince of the West Sea had been picked up by the prefect of the weak water.

As soon as I relaxed, I went to the kitchen to find food, no matter how harsh those screams were, thinking about those two "men"

It's time to get used to it.

The cook lady and the fire maid in the kitchen have already gone to see the beauty, there should be no one inside, but they don't want to hit a wall of meat, so they look up and look up, facing the flying feather god general, today the dragon scales have disappeared, and the expression is still stiff.

Maybe it has nothing to do with poisoning, the legendary Shenlong is a facial paralysis, from the first time I saw it last night, to the time I bumped into it now, his expression was stiff.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Unexpectedly, the empress left without her pet, and after apologizing repeatedly, Mo Wu continued to look for food in the kitchen, and finally found something to eat, and found that the fire in the stove had already been extinguished, and Aunt Liu's fire fold didn't know where to put it.

"Get out of the way."

"Huh?"

Fei Yu pushed it casually, Mo Wu was already far away from the place where he was standing just now, looking at this tall guy blankly, and he wondered whether it was better to shout for help, but the screams outside were too loud, and he didn't know if he could hear his own voice.

Swallowing his saliva, he saw Fei Yu throw a few pieces of wood into the stove, and then spat into it, and the fire immediately came out, and the heat rushed in.

Oh my God, this is even more effective than a lighter, Mo Wu is sure that what he saw at this moment was the biggest shock he had ever seen, the dragon spitting fire?

My thinking has been confused, and I don't know what I want to do at all, but I just secretly think repeatedly that if I can have a little dragon, I will definitely make a lot of money by setting up a barbecue stall.

When I came back to my senses from my reverie, the steamed buns in the pot in front of me had been scorched, and I patted them, and I couldn't swallow them anymore after barely taking two bites.

Thinking about it, he added some water, put the roast goose hanging on the beam on the plate down, added water to the pot, covered it and steamed.

The wall-like man's face did not change, but his eyes were always staring at her every move, which was very uncomfortable.

"Dragon God, do you want to eat it too? Do I steam two? ”

"My name is Feiyu."

The stiff answer made Mo Wu even more at a loss, "What do you want to eat Feiyu?" ”

"I want to see your monkeys."

Fei Yu said seriously.

"Our monkeys?"

The facial paralysis expression was too serious, and Mo Wu desperately wondered if he had monkeys at home.

"We don't have monkeys at home?"

Fei Yu's facial expression changed slightly, and his eyes were clear in disbelief.

"Lord Lanshan said that there are talking monkeys in your house."

Desperately recalling, how can there be such a high-end thing in your home?

suddenly thought of chatting last night, and suddenly realized, "The monkey that Lord Dongfang said is not a real monkey, but a storyteller in our family." ”

"Lord Lanshan said it was a monkey, how could a person call it a monkey?"

If someone else, it should be a small nickname, but this divine dragon, I am afraid that the heaven and earth can also transform the divine dragon into a human to speak, and naturally have more care about other animals to speak, that look is too serious, Mo Wu doesn't know how to explain it.

"Lord Dongfang is talking about Chen Yuewen, the thin scholar who shared a room with you last night for leisure, my husband likes to call him a monkey, Lord Dongfang doesn't know his real name, so he also calls him a monkey."

The stiff facial expression changed and was also stiff, "Lord Xihai said that Lord Han is a very serious person, how can he give people a nickname?" ”

Mo Wu rolled her eyes, she also wanted to know.

False seriousness?

On second thought, it's not appropriate to use this word at this time.

Suddenly, Shenlong was relieved, "Well, monkeys can say a lot of things. ”

Mo Wu was speechless.