Chapter Thirty-Eight: Out of Control!

Mo Yan noticed that there was something in Ghost Ye's words, and immediately refused: "How is it possible?" ”

There was a deep surprise in his eyes.

Could it be that he was suspicious of something?

Raising his arm and taking a sip of warm tea, Mo Yan felt that a little chill was dispelled.

"Really?" Now it has become Ghost Ye's attack, and Mo Yan defends: "But, why does the owner of this building think that Miss Mo Yan is unwilling to detoxify Ghost Ye?" ”

"You must have a problem with your senses." As the name suggests: you feel wrong!

"Huh?" Ghost Ye didn't understand the meaning of this sentence: "Miss Mo Yan is scolding the landlord?" ”

"I mean, you're wrong!"

"Really? Don't you think so? ”

Ghost Ye took a sip of tea and raised his eyebrows to look at Mo Yan.

"That's what you think, it's none of my business."

Mo Yan smiled.

At this moment, the Charm Monster successfully won the Night Pearl and knocked on the door to enter.

"Master." The charm presented the night pearl with both hands.

Ghost Ye took the Night Pearl: "Hmm." ”

"This night the pearl is bright when it meets the water, which is interesting."

Mo Yan stared at the night pearl and said a little casually: "Let your subordinates help you prepare hot water, and then give me pen and ink, and catch the medicine according to the prescription I gave." ”

The dragon immediately withdrew, and went down to order his subordinates to prepare pen and ink.

Wei Mei stood in place and was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what Wei Wei had just said.

However, as soon as she figured it out, she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

He, will he think I'm stupid?!

"Master, I'll step back first."

When the words fell, he didn't wait for Ghost Ye to agree, and chased after the dragon in a smoke.

The factor of Moyan's gossip is about to move: "Your two subordinates are quite interesting. ”

"Do you like it?" The air froze instantly, and it was better than winter even though it wasn't winter.

"Like what?" Mo Yan couldn't understand Ghost Ye's sudden emotions: "You...... This...... Never mind? ”

"What do you want to say?" Ghost Ye put down the teacup, propped his hands on the table, and his masked face slowly leaned into Mo Yan, "It's still you......"

"Want to get my attention? Deliberately? ”

"Poof! Ahem...... "The tea in Mo Yan's mouth almost burst out.

The sudden commotion scared me.

God wants to get your attention!

Ahh

"Ahem, cough ......" After forcibly swallowing the tea in his mouth, Mo Yan regretted it a little.

It's time to spray him in the face.

"I want to say, Ghost Ye's brain is a good thing, you deserve it?"

After speaking, he nodded affirmatively.

"You scolded me?"

Although I can't say where I can prove that Mo Yan scolded me, I just had an intuition that Mo Yan scolded me.

"Hmm." The righteous Mo Yan nodded.

"You...... Do you believe that I strangled you? ”

What do you say about Ghost Ye's current appearance? There's a word that fits perfectly – angry!

"You still want me to detoxify!"

The proud little eyebrows were raised, as if it was a matter of pride to win a fight with Ghost Ye.

"That's no, it's good for us to be buried together."

Ghost Ye actually felt a little looking forward to it.

Crazy, it must be!

"Whoever I bury with won't be with you!"

I blurted out without thinking about it.

"You're saying it again?" Someone squinted dangerously and slowly approached Mo Yan.

It's as if you don't squeeze out all the air around Mo Yan and vow not to give up!

"You...... You speak, you speak...... Depend on...... Why are you so close? Mo Yan raised his hand and pushed Ghost Ye away, only then did he feel that he could breathe.

Ghost Ye was pushed away by Mo Yan, only to find that he had just lost control because of a sentence.