It is said to be a small manor, but this is more like a courtyard that is repaired by a family, even if the sky outside is still bright now, and it is not clear to see, but from the simplicity of the house in front of you is elegant and exquisite, you can know that the items in this room are probably valuable, and many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the side are probably everyone's fine products.

It's just that Mo Qingyu has no other mind to pay attention to these at this moment, his eyes can't help but stop at the man who is lying on his side slightly, and his smile brings out all kinds of charm, but Mo Qingyu's whole brain is in a serious crash, and he can't turn around.

Who else can be such a coquettish man? Except for Yu Shijin, that damn guy is no one else at all, right?

Mo Qingyu really wanted to cry at this time, don't think that the people in this room will be the peerless son, even if it is not the peerless style, but with an extremely ordinary face, Mo Qingyu can accept it, but he never thought that the son in this house can no longer be described only by the peerless style, and it is estimated that the word coquettish peerless can barely be regarded as improvised.

But for Mo Qingyu, as long as Gongzi doesn't have Yu Shijin's face, she can gladly accept what it looks like, the reason is not anything else, it's just that many possibilities flashed in her mind on the way here, but she deliberately ignored Yu Shijin's face.

To a certain extent, Mo Qingyu really couldn't accept that she was the Yu Shijin she was most afraid of touching.

Suddenly, her mood was even more complicated.

I hate Yu Shijin and hate it, but when I calmed down and thought about it, I found that it was not strange that this was not strange for Yu Shijin to be able to help her son, although the fat cook's skills were extremely good, however, the mansion was not an ordinary mansion after all, but the palace of King Sumire, who held a lot of military power, how could it be that even if others came and went at will, Mrs. Mu was a little jealous of the fat cook The reason is better explained, isn't it because she knows that the fat cook is the person of King Sumire?

Thinking about it so carefully, it is pointed out from many details that it is Yu Shijin's handwriting behind the scenes, and thinking about it like this, what happened to his mansion, as the owner, how could he not know? If you really want to dig deeper, I'm afraid that not only the fat chef is Yu Shi Jin's handwriting, I'm afraid it will also be his handwriting after this.

A lot of questions that had just been left behind came to my head one by one, and almost at the moment I came back to my senses, a sentence was blurted out inadvertently, "It's all the means you are doing?" So what about the rough envoy surnamed Qin? Is it true that someone else is wrong? ”

A series of questions came straight out of Mo Qingyu's mouth, but Yu Shijin couldn't help frowning slightly, and her mood was a little uncomfortable.

Mo Qingyu is a smart girl, Yu Shijin has been observing for so long, of course he knows, originally, he didn't plan to hide everything, and it was okay to tell this girl one or two, but this girl, who hadn't seen her for several days, was a series of questions, and she didn't even have a salute, how to listen and see, it just made Yu Shijin feel uncomfortable for a while, looking at the face with a slight baby fat, and wanted to pinch it well, if you can, it's best to go back to the furnace and rebuild it. Let that girl know the etiquette well!

What Yu Shijin was thinking in his heart, Mo Qingyu naturally couldn't guess anything, but Yu Shijin's mood instantly became extremely unpleasant, and the air was frozen with that subtle feeling, but it made Mo Qingyu suddenly feel the unpleasantness of that person, and his mind immediately sobered up, and finally suddenly remembered the prestige of the man in front of him, and immediately straightened his body, and opened his mouth crisply, "I forgot the etiquette again, but when I saw the prince of Sumire, I didn't salute, and I forgot that the prince gave punishment." ”

Saying that, Mo whispered that he subconsciously took a few steps back, such a small action made Yu Shijin even more unhappy, for no reason, and the bluntness just now, and the cautious action with a sense of distance at this moment, Yu Shijin hated the latter even more.

To be honest, at this moment, Yu Shijin couldn't tell what the slightly subtle feeling in his heart was? Looking at Mo Qingyu, who had kept a long distance like this, the irritability in his heart was even worse, and his brows were even more wrinkled, and after a while, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, in this courtyard, you don't need to call me a prince or a prince, just call me a prince." ”

The man in front of him is a big job, and what he says is naturally what he hears, what is called, and of course he shouts without thinking, "Yes, Childe." ”

Then, there was no then, and after seeing the person lying on his side opposite just 'um' so softly, he didn't talk much, just gently raised his hand sideways, and refilled a cup of tea for himself, just snorting and sipping gently.

After a few pinching fingers, Yu Shijin still maintained the action of sipping tea.

Mo whispered, stared, endured.

A quarter of an hour passed, but Yu Shijin lay down again.

Mo whispered, stared, and continued to endure.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and over there, Yu Shijin was about to close his eyes and take a nap.

Mo whispered, glared, and continued to endure ...... But he couldn't bear it anymore, he felt that the green tendons on his forehead were jumping straight for a while, and as soon as his anger came up, he strode in front of Yu Shijin angrily, grinding his teeth, and he didn't dislike the dirt on the ground, so he sat down with his ass, and suddenly raised his voice and said, "It's said that Childe does what he says, but the fat cook told me that the reason why he came here with Whisper is that he will hear the reason for it, so shouldn't Childe give Whisper a good explanation?" ”

Hearing this, Yu Shijin was doubly useful, lazily lifted his eyelids, and when he saw Mo Qing's bulging cheeks, his mood improved a little, but his face did not show it, but he continued to say lazily, "What a son-in-law will do what he says, it's just that your son-in-law hasn't said anything that he will do, and the son-in-law in your mouth is not your son~"

...... "My son-in-law is a big-headed ghost, a full old fox, obviously called people, but he plundered people for a long time?!"

Mo Qingyu only felt that the resentment in his stomach was getting deeper and deeper, and he couldn't help grinding his teeth again in front of Yu Shijin, but his expression was even more sad.