Wufeng didn't know much about the kind of relationship between Moziyu and Madrigal, so he could only watch quietly from the sidelines, and silently prayed in his heart that Moziyu's mood would get better soon, otherwise when the man came back, he would die!

Sure enough, Moziyu was reluctant to let him suffer, and it didn't take much effort for his mood to stabilize, and then happily touched the mahjong machine

The time is too rushed, so the mahjong machine made is still the old style, hand rubbing mahjong

Because of the participation of the madrigal, the appearance of the mahjong table is really vivid, and some small paintings are carved around the desktop, which adds a lot of elegance to the whole mahjong table!

Looking at the mahjong piled up on the table, Moziyu feels that this can only be described as tall, the mahjong in the world is generally made of nitrocellulose plastic, a flammable material, and when burned, it will emit a very disgusting smell, and it will release harmful gases

The mahjong made by Pastoral and Qing Yu is all made of jade that originally existed in the space, and the front of the jade plate is carved with a variety of fonts, and the back is all crystal clear

The mahjong made of jade made Moziyu fascinated, and the smile on his face couldn't be hidden

"No wind, your daughter-in-law is too powerful"

"Of course, my family is the most madrigal"

Wufeng's mouth twitched, thinking that the hostess was going to start convulsions again!

But Qingyu was praised, and he was also very proud of Youmu?

It's just that the pride of Wufeng didn't last long, because Mozi said that let Qing Yu help Pastoral get a few more out, she was in a hurry!

Wufeng looked like he wanted to cry without tears, he could already imagine Qing Yu looking at him with a pout, what a sweet burden!

Fortunately, Moziyu didn't plan to let Qing Yu do that horse that didn't let him eat grass and had to run hard, so

"When Qing Yu has done these things, I will let Lu Jinyu help you fit, and then you will be official!"

Wufeng, who was immersed in grief, immediately resurrected with full blood, and looked at Moziyu with a pair of bright eyes

"No repentance! Hook! As he spoke, he stretched out his little finger in front of Moziyu

The corners of Moziyu's mouth twitched when he saw this move, and he never felt that Wufeng was so naïve!

Speaking of which, Moziyu is really wrong to blame people for having no wind, in his inheritance memory, the hook is the best promise to one thing, just like many ancients swear to the sky, as if as long as they don't follow their promises, they will be killed by a thunderbolt from God!

Stretching out his little finger and looking at Mo Ziyu with a persistent face, Mo Ziyu pursed his lips, and also learned the appearance of no wind, and stretched out his little finger

Wufeng was so happy that he wanted to send his little thumb over to hook it with Moziyu's little thumb, and then practice the secret words like what kind of hook hanging, not allowed to change for a hundred years, and it was done

As a result, when there were still a few seconds left before Moziyu's little finger, a gust of wind came, and there was no wind, and I only felt a cold neck

Then I saw Lu Jinyu holding Moziyu in his arms, looking at him with unkind eyes

Wufeng was stunned for a moment, and a strong desire to survive suddenly burst out of his heart

"Master, you... Don't get me wrong, things... Things are not what you see."

God knows how hard it took Wufeng to say this!

The corners of Lu Jinyu's mouth hooked, looking at Moziyu in his arms

"I know!"

When Wufeng heard this, he exhaled a long breath and patted his chest

"It's good to know, it's good to know! Whew... It scared the hell out of me."

Mozi Yu rolled forward and backwards with a smile in Lu Jinyu's arms, Wufeng is really a little cute!