Finally, under Yang Laohu's watchful gaze, Mo Zhengyu sniffed deeply with satisfaction, and just when he wanted to come...

was ruthlessly pushed away by 'life'," you said. Yang Lao held the baby ointment and reminded solemnly.

"Master, I'm smelling it, I'm just smelling it!! (Once)" Mo Zhengyu's heart was pounding, his eyes were shining, and he stared at the ointment in Yang Lao's hand.

"No way."

"Master, master, master~" Mo Zhengyu blinked shamelessly and was cute.

Feng Xueyin couldn't stand it anymore, she covered her face and didn't have a face to look at, "I still have a drawer of ointment, and I want to study it myself." ”

"Where, what!"

"Where, where!" The master and apprentice said in unison, their eyes ...... Oh no, the four eyes stared straight at Feng Xueyin.

"Here...... Face. As soon as Xiao Xin opened the drawer, the two of them pounced on her like hungry wolves.

"My, my, my !!"

"Stinky boy, do you know what it means to respect the old and love the young, and respect the teacher!" Although he said this, the movements of Yang Lao's hands did not slow down at all.

"Master, you have to love the young first, and then I have to respect the old!"

"You leave me two bottles." Looking at the posture of their master and apprentice, Feng Xueyin was very worried that the ointment would be looted, after all, the current medicinal materials were not so easy to find. Some have either changed their names or become extinct.

"Oh."

"Okay."

After a round of fighting, the master and apprentice left two bottles of ointment for Feng Xueyin and left satisfied.

Feng Lengye: I don't know why, I have an urge to strangle Yang Lao.

"Can you heal your wounds yourself?" Feng Lengye had a feeling that he was self-inflicted, as if she had never needed him.

"Uh-huh." Feng Xueyin nodded slightly, not looking at him.

Shen Haoyu sensed that something was wrong, and he didn't want to mix it in, "I'll go to the next room to write an essay, and you can talk." ”

As he spoke, he took a half-written notebook and pulled Xiao Xin, who didn't know why, and walked out.

"Hey, why are you going to write a text for me!"

"The two of you want to chat, are you a single dog embarrassed to be next to you?!" Shen Haoyu said calmly.

"Small, small ?!!" Xiao Xin's eyes widened in disbelief, "No, Shen Haoyu, you're not joking with me?" ”

"Lie to you I'm a dog."

"I don't agree that although President Feng is my male god, but the goddess is so perfect and so cute, she also calls me Xiao Baby intimately, she belongs to me! No, it's hers! I want to be inspired to become the queen in charge of the three thousand beauties of her harem! Xiao Xin took a deep breath, not daring or unwilling to accept the facts.

"You want to eat farts in this blue sky." Shen Haoyu sneered, and slammed the notebook on the table with a 'snap': "You are not worthy, I am the one who is in charge of the three thousand beauties of the harem for her... Assistant. ”

"Hehe, I want to eat you!"

"You say I'm a fart?!" Shen Haoyu gritted his teeth and glared at Xiao Xin and said.

Xiao Xin, his eyes looked at Shen Haoyu, and said slowly: "Oh, although you don't have any advantages, you are still quite self-aware. ”

"If you want to eat it, just say it, don't remind me like this." Shen Haoyu laughed angrily and took a look at his newly made tin foil perm. "I'll suffer a little loss, and tell you, after this village, there will be no such shop."

Looking at someone who started to mess up again, Xiao Xin moved his wrist, "I just want to beat you." The latest chapter of "Feng Shao wants to enter the entertainment industry's claw bookstore" is free to read for the first time.