Chapter 82: Pretending not to know
"Master, are you alright?"
Mu Xian's heavenly voice came into Lan Xiaoqing's ears, instantly making her want to dig a hole in the ground.
She almost smashed the teacher of the male god, the influence of the teacher of the reader in this era on the students is very important! Without the guarantee of a teacher who is a talent or a person, the student is not even qualified to take the exam!
Do you want to apologize?
But the way he looks now, in the words of some people in the village, is 'men and women', if Mu Xian's teacher is a little sour, he must think that he is stubborn, and if he lets the teacher know that he and Mu Xian know, maybe it will make Mu Xian ashamed!
No, no, no, you can't do anything that disgraces and discredits the male god!
Or...... Ran away?
But if you run now...... There's one less chance to get in close contact with the male god.
What should I do? Lan Xiaoqing was very hesitant in her heart, and her brows tightened.
Hu Dong stood behind the counter, looking at everything in his eyes, he recognized that it was his money bag, and naturally guessed Lan Xiaoqing's intentions, but she still refused to ask for her own money.
Alas, I just didn't expect her to use this naughty way, and it turned out to be self-defeating...... Hu Dong couldn't cry or laugh.
The top priority was to quickly apologize to Mu Xian and Lin Fuzi: "I'm sorry Lin Fuzi and Mu Xiucai, I didn't hurt you, right?" ”
It's not his fault, why should he apologize? Mu Xian turned around and saw Lan Xiaoqing standing there with Hu Dong in sign language, making his eyes look pale.
Mu Xian's brows furrowed imperceptibly, and he bent down to pick up the money bag, which he planned to return to Lan Xiaoqing.
Seeing this, Hu Dong on the side hurriedly said, "Mu Xiucai, this is mine." ”
Mu Xian's slender five fingers stiffened, and his brows furrowed even tighter.
Hu Dong smiled naturally and explained: "She is playing with me." Naturally, she was referring to Lan Xiaoqing.
Before Mu Xian could speak, Lin Fuzi, who was standing behind him and came to see the doctor, flicked his sleeves and looked at Lan Xiaoqing with a thin and angry face: "Nonsense!" Boy, really naughty. ”
Lan Xiaoqingtou Tie smiled cheekily, folded his hands and apologized: "I'm sorry, old man, I'm sorry for this son." "It's like it's the first time we've met.
This son? Mu Xian narrowed his eyes.
Hu Dong: What's wrong with her?
Song Xiaohua: Sequelae, yes, the sequelae of hitting my head last time.
"This son, I'm really sorry, can I pay back the money bag? I'm sorry, sir, but I was naughty for a while, please forgive me. ”
"That's it, I didn't hurt anyone." Lin Fuzi spoke, took the packaged medicine from Hu Dong's hand, and said to Mu Xian, "Let's go." ”
Lan Xiaoqing saw that Master Lin was gone, and immediately stretched out her hand to Mu Xian with a smile.
Mu Xian stared at her, turned around and handed the money bag to Hu Dong wordlessly.
Relatively speechless, passing by, Lan Xiaoqing told herself 'not embarrassed' and 'not embarrassed', but her chest was stuffy, and she felt a little out of breath.
What's wrong with the male god?
She also wanted not to lose face for the male god.
If it is placed in modern times, if the fans are too low, they will be grabbed by the opponent and the sunspot and take the opportunity to trample the idol into mud......
What is this XX fan, low quality, what kind of fan has what kind of idol Balabala......
Brother Mu Xian, I'm really doing it for your good...... Am I wrong? …… You're back...... Hear me out...... Forget it, let's go far, let's talk about it next time.