"Although we don't have a gatekeeper in our house, but such a crazy boy can also be put in?! Why don't you get out of here?! It's a pity that my blue and white porcelain tea bowls!

Ay! Never mind! You can't deal with a madman!"

After she said this, she didn't care about the angry little guy in the hall, turned her head and left, but as soon as she went out, she crashed into a pair of Danfeng eyes that were picked up:

"The young lady said yes. Your mansion is indeed shabby. There is not even a concierge, so if this son wants to come in, he has to send a small servant to report it. ”

Mo Xiaoyou looked at Feng Ling's bewitching face, and for a while he couldn't get up or down as if he was stuck with an egg in his throat.

"This son, you may have recognized the wrong person."

In the end, the ink demon decided to resist death. Who can force her to admit that she is a good person who acts bravely and saves people without asking for anything in return?!

However, what she didn't expect was that the peacock in this life would actually light up the skill points of the dead skin and face. He narrowed his phoenix eyes, smiled and said to the old butler with a puzzled face:

"Isn't this young lady of your family not very good at braining?

This son is the son of Fengling in the fifth hall, and your young lady has saved my life before.

Now this son has come to enjoy his face and stayed in her mansion. You go clean up your room. Ben Gongzi is also a little tired after a day of running. It doesn't matter if you don't have enough manpower, let my little guy pick a few capable subordinates with you. ”

He walked past the stunned Mo Xiaoyou, paced slowly to the main seat in the reception hall, and just wanted to sit down, he heard a clear voice coming from the back hall:

"Wife, but a guest has arrived? Why did you come out to greet you personally? ”

This voice was like an initiation, instantly bringing the ink demon back to his senses. She turned her head and saw the person coming, and she was sure in her heart - in front of Mo Xiaozong, all the little tricks of Kong Demon were paper tigers!

It's just that this little ancestor called herself a little embarrassed...... Although he said that he wanted to play his wife, but before he got married, it was the first time he called himself like this......

Mo Xiaoyou's blushing was seen in the eyes of the few people present, and their reactions were naturally different.

"You're someone else's wife?!"

Feng Ling's eyes widened, as if he was eating people, staring at the man in front of him with Zhilan Yushu, but the words in his mouth were asked to Mo Xiaoyou.

"This is indeed in the lower inner son, I don't know what else this son can see?"

Mo Xiaoyou's eyes were very stunned when she met Mo Jinyu's smiling expression, but in the face of Feng Ling, she still resolutely disposed of the relationship without pausing.

Jokes, although she can't afford to provoke the two of them, but she can still tell which is more important, okay? At least in this world, her main task is to ensure that Little Ancestor Mo does not die early.

With Mo Xiaozu's weak body, if she didn't follow the luck of the accident, how would she explain?

And Feng Ling is different, even if he was so angry that he hanged himself at this time, it can be regarded as changing his fate of suffering in the cold palace, although he didn't have time to change his emotional line, but after all, she also earned.

In terms of the two things of profit and loss of the task, Mo Xiaoyou has always been the most clear, so when she heard Feng Ling's next sentence, she would be so messy:

"How can you give up on the mess?! You obviously bought me on the street that day! ”