If you want to say that the people on the world's list are cold and indifferent, Song Yichen is enthusiastic, and Meng Zikun is romantic.

Leng Wuxian is such a cold-faced god, and he looks like he has nothing to do with Meng Zikun.

But in fact, the two are friends.

The first time Leng Wuxian came out to walk the rivers and lakes, he was cheated of silver.

It was Meng Zikun who relieved him of his urgent need.

It was also Meng Zikun, who stayed at Xiaoxiang Pavilion overnight, and by the way, Leng Wuxian also turned in.

Leng Wuxian didn't know what kind of place Xiaoxiang Pavilion was, chased by a group of women.

Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is true that he escaped with light skills in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

A group of women laughed and trembled, and Mencius Kun was also holding the wine jug with joy.

Leng Wuxian didn't plan to deal with Meng Zikun's bastard.

But then Meng Zikun got entangled again, like kraft candy that couldn't be shaken off.

Although Leng Wuxian did not admit that this person was his friend on the surface, every time Meng Zikun introduced it to others, he still unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

Just like now, Meng Zikun greeted him naughtily, although he was not enthusiastic.

It seemed a little cold, but in fact, there were still fluctuations in his eyes.

Second Master Leng also seemed to see that his nephew was friendly with others, and he was quite happy.

"Since Traceless and Meng Gongzi are friends, let's go over and sit with him!" Don't disturb your second uncle and Ah Wu alone here!

Just this kid, he doesn't have any eyesight.

I don't know if I can marry a daughter-in-law in the future.

Second Master Leng thought so.

I wanted to encourage him to go there and sit with Mencius Kun.

Leng Wuxian was stunned for a moment, obviously not knowing that the second uncle was disliking him.

It was Meng Zikun's ears that were sharp, and when he heard Leng Erye's words, he beckoned to Leng Wuji: "Xiao Zhen, come here, what are you doing in a daze!" ”

"I said, don't call me that!" Leng Wuxian was so angry that his face turned red.

He just called himself "Little Trace" when he was drunk, and hugged Meng Zikun and called his mother.

Who knew that this guy would not be relentless.

Hearing this shameful title, Leng Wushu's thin lips pursed, and his expression became even colder.

Meng Zikun was not afraid of him, and he was still hippie and smiling.

"Oh, Brother Leng is really, how kind is it called Xiao Zhen? If you don't mind, you can call me Xiao Kun! ”

Meng Zikun has no face and no skin anyway, so he doesn't mind at all.

It looks like an iceberg without a trace, but it is actually thin-skinned.

As the young master of the Snow Mountain Villa, he is destined to stand on a high place and be looked up to.

So, he didn't have any friends when he was a child.

Meng Zikun can be regarded as his only friend.

It is not an exaggeration to be classified as a close friend by him.

Leng Wuxian half-pushed, and was really called over by Meng Zikun.

Meng Zikun called people over, and bit people's ears: "Brother Leng, you are too stupid, Second Uncle Leng clearly thinks about that beautiful sister, you are there, doesn't it affect their love and love?" ”

Leng Wuxian subconsciously turned his head and looked at Second Uncle Leng and Ye Man Wu.

Seeing that both of them were looking at them, they couldn't wait to reach out and cover Meng Zikun's mouth.

His mouth is really underwhelming.

Second Master Leng swept over with a pair of sharp tiger eyes.

Meng Zikun hurriedly covered his mouth.

Oops, it's all to blame for him at home and the county lord's wife, and the father talks too inappropriately.

It's inevitable that you'll be a little open-mouthed outside.

He didn't know that the man was Ye Man Dance, and if he did, he wouldn't dare to talk too much.

Xiao Fuyi listened to it funny, and looked here frequently.

Yan Zhaoxi seemed to be displeased with her and focused her attention on others.

He simply reached out and broke her head.

He was slow, but his purpose was clear.