Duanmu Qinqin didn't expect that the man in the wheelchair with clear eyebrows, but also full of perseverance between his eyebrows, and a masculine aura released from his body, was actually a little boy who lost his parents fifteen years ago, and he himself was paralyzed.

I haven't seen him for ten years, he is no longer so thin, but the clothes on his body are still so wide, just ordinary coarse linen clothes, covering his body, just like ten years ago.

Today, Mo Qianyu made a special trip to celebrate Duanmu Qinqin's birthday, and Duanmu Qinqin also knew that what kind of bamboo horses, small clay sculptures, kites and other gifts he received on his usual birthdays were actually sent by Mo Qianyu.

And on this year's birthday, Mo Qianyu didn't give those little east and west again, but an old and thin servant drove a donkey cart and dragged an old box up the mountain, according to him, the box was filled with a gift for Duanmu Qinqin this year.

Duanmu Qinqin didn't open it, although it was a birthday gift, but Dahua was not popular to open the gift in front of the guests, and Yue Fei Chan beckoned the two to sit down at the table, and actually took out three wine glasses, and the three people at the table today each had to drink.

Duanmu Qinqin did not refuse, not to mention that he was already an adult according to the rules in this life, even in his previous life, he was already an adult, and he had drunk a lot of wine.

Mo Qianyu was very silent and gentlemanly at the wine table, just smiling, silently toasting to the elder Yue Fei Zen, and pouring wine to the little sister Yue Fei Zen, with a steady elder brother's style.

But the Yue Fei Zen on the wine table talked a lot, but it seemed low, talking about Duanmu Qinqin's life experience, talking about her sins, and the sentence he repeated the most was: "Qinqin is my disciple of Yue Fei Zen, but also my daughter, if anyone dares to bully her and make her cry, I will break this body into ten thousand pieces!"

No one dares to disbelieve Yue Feizen's words, you must know that he is not only the Xinglin national player of Dahua Kingdom, but also the first master of Dahua, a grandmaster-level figure, who dares not believe his words?

Duanmu Qinqin knew that Yue Fei Chan loved herself, she was rarely relaxed today, and she also toasted the master a few more glasses, Mo Qianyu has always been very polite, and he acted openly and generously, although he was in a wheelchair, he took care of Yue Fei Chan and Duanmu Qinqin extremely steadily.

This meal is more than Zen drinking, and the image of the usual national hand is very different, chattering to Duanmu Qinqin to pay more attention to his own safety, to protect himself, no matter what kind of things he encounters, he must first consider himself, once there is something that cannot be solved, or wronged, he must tell him this master.

In the end, Yue Feichan got drunk, and Duanmu Qinqin was also so drunk that he fell asleep, this was the first time she drank after arriving in Dahua, and it was also the first time she drank in her previous life and this life combined.

When Duanmu Qinqin woke up, she only felt a splitting headache, and the pain of her hangover made her let out a muffled snort.

"You're awake. A soft man's voice sounded beside him, Duanmu Qinqin was startled, and when he looked up, he saw Mo Qianyu's delicate face, and after a closer look, she couldn't help but scream.

This is not my own house on the non-Zen mountain, this is a strange room, a small bedroom, simple furnishings, a bed, a table, a chair, all old wooden furniture, in addition, the most eye-catching is the big red happy word on the wall, and the big red futon on his body.