Xiao Mian Gua learned that there was news about this, and went straight to Jun Moyan's room like a little fool.

She's in a hurry.

I forgot to knock on the door.

Push the door in.

Jun Moyan is pounding books.

The sudden arrival of the man made him tremble.

The book he was holding fell to the ground from the palm of his hand.

Jun Moyan's heart tightened.

Rotten.

Gui Yuxi, who was quick-eyed, jumped over and picked up the book.

I wanted to return it to Jun Moyan immediately, but I was attracted by the words in the book.

She grabbed it with her little hand and unconsciously read it out loud: ""Secret Room - Ninety-Nine-Eighty-One Postures"

Jun Moyan's head was full of black lines, his Adam's apple was rolling, and his voice was deep: "Bring it." ”

Gui Yuxi had never read this kind of book.

I think the name is funny.

She grinned and bared out a mouthful of small white teeth: "Uncle, what does this book mean?" What are you talking about? I've never seen it before, isn't it fun? Tell me the story. ”

Jun Mo Yanfeng's handsome face turned red.

He gritted his teeth.

I don't understand whether this little noodle melon is true or fake.

This book was stuffed into Lao Qi, and now he accidentally turned it over, and he wanted to dispose of it, but he didn't want to be hit by the little melon.

Jun Moyan looked at her ignorant eyes, but with a strong desire for knowledge, and suddenly calmed down.

It seems that this little noodle melon really doesn't understand.

Since you don't understand, well, you can fool her.

It is not illegal to fool people.

He pretended to be calm and walked over and pulled the book out of her hand, his fingertips feeling hot.

Jun Moyan rolled the book into a tube and said lightly: "It's just a joke." ”

Hearing this, Gui Yuxi's eyes lit up, and he jumped up to Jun Moyan with great interest, rubbing his arm: "Uncle, I like to listen to jokes the most, quick, tell me quickly." ”

Jun Moyan finally understood what it meant to lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot.

He...... Can't tell jokes at all, okay?

But if you want to die and suffer to save face, how can you admit that you can't tell jokes?

Kindness.

He subconsciously didn't want to disappoint Xiao Miangua.

"It's not funny." He coughed lightly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gui Yuxi looked very interested, she grabbed Jun Moyan's big palm and walked towards the lower one and pressed him to the seat.

After saying a while, I went to get the teapot and sunflower seeds on Jun Moyan's coffee table.

She rubbed her little ass and came over and sat opposite Jun Moyan.

grabbed a sunflower seed and brought it to his lips, and looked at Jun Moyan with dark eyes: "Uncle, let's talk about it." ”

Kindness?

Kindness.

Small noodles and melons, this is a small bench to sit in rows, melon seeds and tea are ready to listen to jokes.

Seeing that she was so interested, Jun Moyan couldn't bear to dispel her interest.

After thinking about it in his mind, he finally turned out a joke at the bottom of the box: "On the street, there was a vendor selling pig's head talking to others, and others asked him, should you be happy doing this business, and the hawker said happily: Of course happy, like the emperor, you can cut off anyone's head if you want, and while talking, a pig's skull fell to the ground......"

Jun Moyan was very nervous and embarrassed to finish.

But I didn't want to, I didn't hear the crisp laughter of the little noodle melon.

Jun Moyan swept over suspiciously, and raised his eyebrows at Shanggui Yuxi's stupid expression: "Why don't you laugh?" ”

Gui Yuxi silently took out a sunflower Ziren'er and handed it to Jun Moyan: "Uncle, is it funny?" Don't you think there's something wrong with that peddler's head? ”

"What?" When Jun Moyan opened his mouth to speak, warm fingers and sunflower seeds were stuffed in......