Chapter 136: History is always strikingly similar

Bai Baiyou stepped out in front of Feng Muge, his handsome face was cold and cruel.

"I didn't bring the Sixth Elder here.

On my way back to the academy, I happened to run into him. ”

Bai Baiyou pursed his lips, looked at Feng Muge with dark eyes, and continued,

"I didn't expect them to be so shameless, reversing black and white and deliberately slandering you for the sake of the seventh-order demon core."

Feng Muge pursed her lips, "Are you explaining to me?" ”

Bai Youyan was silent when he heard this, and his brows were tightly locked.

"Huh? Mu Ge, God bless, are you back? Suddenly, a voice of surprise rang out.

A middle-aged woman with a vegetable basket in her hand walked over with her feet wrapped in a cloth towel on her head, no different from a middle-aged woman from an ordinary peasant family, but the woman's beautiful appearance when she was young could be vaguely seen on her kind and kind face.

"Mother." Bai You's face was paralyzed and his eyes turned away.

"Aunt Bai." Seeing the woman, Feng Muge felt a faint warmth in her heart, and naturally felt a sense of intimacy.

It's the emotion that the body remembers.

Aunt Bai and Feng Muge are not biological mothers and daughters, but they are even more biological mothers and daughters.

In the memory of the original body, there is no memory of her mother, for her, her mother is Aunt Bai.

"Hey." As soon as Feng Muge spoke, the woman carrying the vegetable basket immediately walked over in three steps and two steps, without looking at her biological son, and then stopped in front of Feng Muge.

looked at Feng Muge from the inside out in distress, and said distressedly, "I'm obedient."

How did you lose weight? I feel sorry for Aunt Bai. In the evening, Aunt Bai will make up for you. ”

was completely ignored by his own son Bai You.

Silently withdrew the hand that was supporting his mother, pursed his lips, and clenched his sword.

Ling Fei seemed to understand, why Bai Baiyou always seemed to have a dissatisfaction with Feng Muge.

If it were him, he would be so good, but he would always be ignored by his mother, and he would be unbalanced.

"I'm obviously fat."

Feng Muge is sweating violently, she has been eating and drinking nonsense in the past few days, and she has never stopped barbecuing snacks, how can she stand it?

If it weren't for the fact that most of the energy was converted and supplied to the rebels, it would not be impossible to become a pig.

"Not fat, not fat. It's obviously thin, is it not good to eat in the college? If the food is not good, you let Tianyou tell me, and I will let him bring it to you in the food box when I am ready. ”

Feng Muge: "......" has a kind of thinness, because adults think you are thin.

And let Bai Youtian leave the academy to bring her three meals a day or something, she really can't do it. That can't be annoyed to death by his group of fans?

Bai Youyou on the side: "......"

The strength of the pit son, this is undoubtedly the mother.

"Little Muge is still cute when she is fat." Aunt Bai looked at her distressedly, "It just so happened that I went to pick some lotus root this afternoon and came back, and today I will make your favorite sugar lotus root balls." ”

"Thank you, Aunt Bai." Feng Muge's heart warmed for a while, and she reached out to help Aunt Bai take the vegetable basket, "Aunt Bai, I'll help you carry it." ”

"How can you let Xiao Muge mention it?" Aunt Bai raised her eyebrows, then looked at Bai You, "What are you doing standing there?"

When I finally come back, I won't help share the housework. ”

Bai Youyou walked over silently, took the vegetable basket silently, and stood aside silently.

Ling Fei secretly sighed in his heart.

It seems that every male god with facial paralysis has a scripture that is difficult to read at home.

Tutor Qin was paralyzed and cold in the academy, and he was beaten so badly by Grandpa Qin after returning home.

Bai You's unkind in the academy, and he was eaten to death by Aunt Bai when he returned home.

History is always strikingly similar!