"Hmm......" Feng Yan was silent for a long time.

"Still." Uncle Mo Ze suddenly said: "This king has thought of another question. ”

"What?" Feng Yan raised his eyes and looked at Uncle Mo Ze.

"Why is there a stain of your blood on the needle of the stone compass?" Uncle Mo Ze said.

"Hmm......" Feng Yu blinked.

"Hey." Seeing that the beloved girl showed such an innocent look, Uncle Mo Ze endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help but laugh in a low voice and said her words. "That's a good question, you don't know."

"Hey." Feng Yan sighed, "You can too...... In less than a quarter of an hour, I was stunned to give me a whole five. ”

"Let's go back in the evening and ask your mother." Uncle Mo Ze stretched out his hand and rubbed Feng Yan's head, and smiled.

"That's all it can be." Feng Yan stretched out his hand and handed the stone absorbing compass to Uncle Mo Ze, "You continue to study." ”

She'd have to figure out how to write to that kid.

What a headache.

"Take your time." Uncle Mo Ze took the stone absorbing compass, looked at Feng Nan's frowning brows, and said in a low voice, "As long as you write it, for Feng Nan's kid, it should be happy." ”

"Really?" Feng Yan raised his eyes and looked at Uncle Mo Ze.

Is that kid so good?

"Hmm." Uncle Mo Ze bowed his head, "He loves you very much." ”

Tut.

How could these words come out of his mouth!

Uncle Mo Ze really wants to dislike himself!

"Okay." A certain woman with white feelings did not see through the self-loathing in a man's heart through a single look. After thinking about it...... "Then just write it." ”

In some ways, Feng Nan's relationship with her is indeed very deep.

When she was a child, she secretly ran out to practice, didn't take him there, didn't tell him, and when she came back, the kid ignored her for several days.

But then...... was still extinguished by a small grasshopper she made casually.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter how she quarreled with that kid, even if it was the last time they quarreled, it was ultimately because of something she made casually, or a gift that she gave very carelessly, which invisibly eliminated the estrangement.

In fact, sometimes when I think about it, that kid is quite accustomed to her.

Even if her sister is unreliable, he will follow her unconditionally, support her, and support her.

It's like the previous life......

She knew that Feng Nan didn't like Uncle Yiheng very much.

If Feng Nan's feelings for Uncle Mo Ze are hateful, then he is extremely disgusted with Uncle Yiheng.

But even so, she chose Uncle Yiheng, and he still supported her.

In the end, he even stayed with his uncle Yiheng......

Thinking of this, Feng Yan was about to put down the pen and paused slightly.

Speak, why does that kid have to stay with Uncle Yiheng?

That's right!

It just has to be!

In the previous life, she had seen Feng Nan's dislike for her uncle Yiheng, and wanted him to come to her side, but that kid didn't want to.

Later, she really couldn't figure it out, and she went out of her way to ask him why, and what about the melon baby...... I don't even want to let out a fart.

Feng Yan frowned, and the slender fingers holding the brush couldn't bear to tighten slowly......

Syllable!

The crisp "fracture" sound of "forehead ......" was also stunned by a certain woman who listened to it.

She...... It seems like...... It doesn't take much effort, does it?

"Huh?" Uncle Mo Zejun raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Feng Yan in astonishment, "What's wrong?" ”

"Ahem." Feng Yan hurriedly put the broken brush on the table, and said seriously: "The quality is too poor." ”

Uncle Mo Ze hugged his arms, looked at Feng Yan and didn't speak.

"Okay." Feng Yan rubbed his face, "I thought of a little thing." ”

"A trifle?" Uncle Mo Ze looked incredulous.

Yan'er has been much more stable than ordinary people since she was a child.

How could you unconsciously break the things in your hands when you were in a trance, because of a little thing?

"Little things." Feng Yan said firmly.

No matter how big or small the question she was thinking, she couldn't really say it to this man.

"What a trifle." Uncle Mo Ze strolled to Feng Yan's side, reached out and picked up the broken pen on the table, "Can it make you so angry?" ”

Not to mention, this break is really neat.

There is not even a little burr at the fracture of more than three inches of the pen head.

"Actually, I wasn't too angry." Feng Yan sighed, "I just thought that Feng Nan's kid might have something to hide from him, so he didn't hold back for a while, so he ......"

"He's hiding it from you......" Uncle Mo Ze didn't listen to what Feng Yan said, what did he mean, but he still answered, "It should be a lot, right?" ”

"Quite a few?" Feng Yan raised his eyes and looked at Uncle Mo Ze, and said with shocked eyes.

"At least in this king's case, there are a lot of things about him that you don't know." Uncle Mo Ze said with a smile.

"Tsk." Feng Yan was disgusted, "Show off? ”

"How can I be?" He had nothing to show off what that kid was doing?! Uncle Mo Ze hurriedly stopped and said, "If you want to know, this king can tell you." ”

"Oh?" Feng Yan raised his eyebrows.

"Whatever you want to know, this king will tell you." Uncle Mo Ze stretched out his hand to lift Feng Yan's chin, and said affectionately: "In you, this king will not have anything to hide." ”

Feng Yan looked back at Uncle Mo Ze in confusion, and for a moment, he actually thought of what words to reply to him.

Is she overthinking?

Why do you always feel that there is something else in this man's words?

Candid......

She also has to be honest.

Ay.

With a long sigh of helplessness, Feng Yan raised his hand to take Uncle Mo Ze's fingers away from his chin and held them tightly in the palm of his hand.

Frankly, she really can't do it.

Lies, she can't do it.

The only thing we can do now is to avoid it.

It's like just now.

"Then let's talk later." Feng Yan squinted and smiled, and said softly: "It's not early, I have to finish the things in my hand quickly." ”

The act of breaking the pen was careless.

It's just that when she thought of Feng Nan staying by Uncle Yiheng's side in the previous life, there might be something big behind her that she didn't know......

She couldn't do it inexplicably.

It's as if you're stepping on the floor instead of the floor, but the void.

couldn't find a real feeling, which made her unconsciously commit such a big taboo.

Uncle Aether's understanding of her, this person is afraid that he has already determined something.

"Hey." Uncle Mo Ze sighed, "Okay, you get busy first." ”

That's it......

The kind of mystery in this woman, he didn't come into contact with it on the first day.

Since he was a child, he has been curious about Yan'er.

Obviously, he could only read and write at the age of two.

But when the woman was just a year old, she was able to read the poems by heart.

Obviously, he didn't know how to stand on the pile until he was five years old.

But as soon as this woman is three years old, she can use that stick as a sword practice.

Obviously, he didn't know about riding and shooting until he was seven or eight years old.

But since this woman was five or six years old, she wanted to get on the horse and gallop.

It was clear that he didn't understand the art of war strategy until he was ten years old.

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