"Winfu?" Ying Luoke's voice was slightly displeased, "Now you have this attitude towards me?" As he spoke, Ying Luoke looked at Mousse pitifully, his eyes full of condemnation of someone.

Mousse did not say anything about it, intending to see for himself what the situation was.

"Win the great master," Ying Fu sneered and continued to correct, "Not everyone is as idle as you, as long as the time is time to tell fortunes, walk to the sacrificial table, and sprinkle yellow paper, I am very busy." ”

Mousse listened to Yingfu's voice, it was really familiar and unfamiliar, this little kid had become so sophisticated. It's really a bit like being an emperor, working for the common people in the world and the people.

This outfit and the serious attitude of the office are indeed like a good emperor, I feel that the tone of this speech is a bit rushed, and I don't know whether this temper is good or bad in the officialdom.

But as an emperor and as a leader, he should have little influence, and there are naturally people who think of ideas, take results and judge.

"Yingfu, are you too busy to even have some time, or don't you want to see me?" Ying Fu's voice was low, and he kept looking at Mousse as he spoke, as if he was saying a code.

"Don't you have a point in your own mind? If you have nothing to do, step down, don't bother me, it's really nothing to do!" Ying Fu paused, and suddenly looked up, his eyes full of impatience for Ying Luoke.

Suddenly, Ying Fu's eyes froze.

I'm annoyed.

I froze.

I was so excited.

Looking at Mousse standing in front of him completely, Ying Fu had to suspect that he was hallucinating. He stood up slowly, staggered a little, leaned over slightly, and said tentatively in a slightly trembling tone: "Ah, ...... master?"

Win Loko's face maintained the last of the polite and reluctant smiles. Sure enough, this little kid just hates it, this kind of title or something is really too intimate, or not.

That's why he didn't want to meet these two people, this damn little kid used to be so close to Mousse, and Yingfu was still called master!? Oh, he hasn't called the word "master" before, and it's the turn of this kind of little brat.

"What kind of master is not a master," Mousse smiled, "I didn't take you as an apprentice, I can't be considered a master, I can only be regarded as a person who guides you." "In other words, compared to this, it seems that Win Loco is more like his own apprentice.

"Those masters who really teach you to grow up are the ones who can adapt to it." Mousse said seriously.

"But master, you're not dead, ......??" Yingfu's focus is not here, immersed in his own thinking. He whispered, his eyes slightly red.

Although Yingfu has become the emperor now, he still retains his character many years ago in front of Mousse.

“…… You sound like you're lost," Mousse doubted.

No.

actually use the word "actually", poof, those who know know that you are looking forward to my good, and those who don't know think that you want me to die.

Whew, calm down, calm down.

This has always been a bear child, and you didn't know it for the first time.

Mousse said that he had to be calm and couldn't worry so much about this guy Yingfu.

Ying Fu was still very excited, and even knocked over the ink and official documents on the side when he left, but he didn't care about the things that were usually first-class and important.

His eyes were greedily staring at Mousse, as if he wanted to fill in the memories that had slipped away for so many years. As if he was afraid of alarming the person in front of him, and was afraid that the person in front of him would fly away in front of him, Ying Fu suddenly lowered his voice and asked in a deep and soft voice:

"No, no, of course not, I'm a surprise. Did the national teacher hide you? You said, I will definitely uphold justice for you, even if the other party is a powerful evil force. ”