"Come less." Feng Yan looked back and smiled: "Then you can write it after I finish writing." ”

"Okay."

In the end, Feng Yu still wrote four big characters, "Fushou Kang'an".

Then I don't know if it's monotonous, and I inscribed a line of small words in the lower left corner of the paper.

Fushou and health, Feng Yan uses cursive, arrogant and domineering, but without losing his vitality, looking at it makes people feel that life should be chic and casual.

That line of small characters, Feng Xiang uses a line of letters, between the words, regular but without losing personality, the pen is sharp, the relaxation is smooth, there is no usual hardness, looking gentle and beautiful, honest and well-behaved.

When you write this line......

Yan'er should really put herself in the position of a granddaughter.

Uncle Mo Ze was watching from the sidelines, and he couldn't bear to think about it.

"That's it!" After writing, Feng Yu also took out his seal from his arms and stamped it on the payment with a snap.

"Perfect." Uncle Mo Ze praised sincerely.

"It's your turn." Feng Yan reached out and picked up the paper he had written, moved it to the side step by step, and raised his eyebrows to look at Uncle Mo Ze, "My true lord." ”

"You." Uncle Mo Ze took a step forward, raised his hand and nodded at the tip of Feng Yan's nose, and said doting and helplessly: "It's so uncute." ”

"Ben just needs to be handsome." Feng Xiangle said.

"Then who's in charge of cuteness?" Uncle Mo Ze asked casually while selecting the paper.

"You." Feng Yan said with a grin.

Uncle Mo Ze's hand that picked up a piece of rice paper immediately froze in mid-air, looked back at the girl who was so smiling that she couldn't even find her eyes, and was stunned for a moment, "Are you sure?" ”

"Don't mind." Feng Xiang turned his head and said.

"Okay." Uncle Mo Ze slowly put the rice paper in his hand on the bookcase, turned around and looked directly at Feng Yan, stared at it for a while, suddenly pursed his thin lips, blinked his eyes violently, and said softly: "Yan'er...... Do you think this king is cute? ”

！！！

What the heck?!

What the hell just happened?!

Feng Yan looked at Uncle Mo Ze in horror.

I didn't notice when the rice paper in my hand fell.

"Hey." Uncle Mo Ze bent down and picked up the inscription paper that Feng Yu had just written.

Fortunately, Xuan Moju's ink research is of higher quality than its brushes, and it condenses and dries up quickly. Otherwise...... As soon as it fell, this masterpiece had to be paid.

"Is it cute?" After putting away Feng Xiang's work, Uncle Mo Ze raised his hand and flicked it on Feng Xiang's head.

"My own people!" Feng Yan shook his body and suddenly returned to his senses.

Good boy!

Scared her to death!

It turns out that it's like to let a tough guy forcibly sell cute?!

Terrified!

Feng Yu felt that being so troubled by Uncle Mo Ze made such a fuss, she was afraid that she would have to be old for a long time in the future, and she didn't want to hear the word cute.

"Yan'er dislikes this king." Uncle Mo Ze seemed to have a bad interest, and used his expression, expression, and voice just now to give Feng Yan a handful of "cuteness".

"I was wrong!" Feng Yan stepped forward and covered Uncle Mo Ze's mouth, "Master, the little one is really wrong, you have a lot of adults, forgive the little one this time." ”

"Hmph." Uncle Mo Ze proudly floated out of his throat twice.

"No, no, no." Feng Yan hurriedly shook his head and said: "You are the Xuantian Wise and Martial God of War Prince, the mighty and domineering is you, the Qi Yu Xuan Ang is you, and the suave and suave is you...... It's cute or something, let's let the little ones do it. ”

"Then you're cute." Uncle Mo Ze reached out and took Feng Yan's hand.

“…… Right now? "She's just been frightened.

"Uh-huh." Uncle Mo Ze raised his eyebrows arrogantly.

Feng Xiang: "......"

Well, you uncle.

"Hurry up." Uncle Mo Ze urged: "It's dark. ”

"Let's go dark, then." Feng Yan didn't have a good airway.

Lovely......

In her memory, she had never seen the slightest mark of cuteness on her.

"......"

"God!" Without waiting for Uncle Mo Ze to finish reading her name in the voice just now, Feng Yan quickly covered Uncle Mo Ze's mouth again. "Lovely and lovely! Can you let me figure it out first?! ”

Lovely!

Cute you uncle!

Feng Yan's heart was turned upside down, but he had to compromise on the surface.

"Ten breaths." Uncle Mo Ze took Feng Yan's hand.

"Are you still my Aze?" Feng Xiang is crazy.

Demon!

"yes." Uncle Mo Ze said unshockedly: "Seven breaths." ”

"Get out." Feng Yan really wanted to flip the table.

"Five breaths." Uncle Mo Ze said.

"Master ......" Feng Yu cried.

"Hmm." Uncle Mo Ze responded very happily, "Three breaths." ”

"You've got enough!" Feng Yan stared.

"One breath." After that, Uncle Mo Ze opened his mouth, blinked, and thought again......

"I hate it!" Feng Yan raised his hand and tightly covered Uncle Mo Ze's mouth, his red lips pursed slightly, and he said angrily.

Tut.

Image!

Her tall image!

If this scene was seen by her Fenglin soldiers......

She, General Fenglin, is afraid that she doesn't have to do it.

The face is gone!

It's a fart!

"Hey." Uncle Mo Ze smiled, slowly took Feng Yan's hand, and then pinched Feng Yan's face, "Sure enough, my Yan'er is cute." ”

Deliberately selling cuteness can be sold so naturally.

"Get out of the way." didn't hold back for a second, and the cute expression on Feng Yan's face collapsed instantly.

She's not blind, right?

In addition to not knowing the true face of Uncle Yiheng, even Uncle Mo Ze still has such evil interests as not seeing.

When Uncle Mo Ze heard this, the smile in the depths of his eyes couldn't bear to add a little more.

Hey.

The helpless Yu'er is also cute.

"It's over, isn't it?" Seeing that a certain man's eyes were about to squint with laughter, Feng Yu held his forehead and said speechlessly: "Hurry up and write a couplet when you're done." ”

"Let's think of a cross-section." Uncle Mo Ze pinched Feng Yan's pretty face unsatisfied, turned around and walked to the bookcase, and picked up the rice paper used to write couplets on one side.

What Xuan Moju is doing is the business of the four treasures of the study.

There are all kinds of paper, pen, and ink research, but it can be said that there is everything.

"What couplet are you going to write?" Feng Yan said: "Blessing is like the long flowing water of the East China Sea, and the longevity is better than the old pine of Nanshan?" ”

"Another." Uncle Mo Ze shook his head.

"Huh?"

"Fuhai shines on the moon for thousands of years, and the longevity covers thousands of miles of sky." Uncle Mo Ze said.

"Is there a difference between the two?" It's all about blessings and birthdays.

"Absolutely." Uncle Mo Ze said seriously.

"What's the difference?" In her opinion, the essence of these congratulatory words is the same.

Uncle Mo Ze looked back at Feng Yan and said very seriously, "The latter looks more knowledgeable than the former." ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Feng Yan was stunned suddenly, and when he came to his senses, the laughter like silver bells was like touching some mechanism, and he couldn't stop.

More learned......

Is this guy trying to tease her?!

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