Very good? It's going to be weird! Mo Yi'er looked at the old man with an inquiring gaze, wondering what strange things he had said. But the old man had already avoided the little pom-pom when it came out, and only the two of them were left here. "Little pom-pom, don't listen to grandpa's nonsense about what you don't have, okay?"

"Mo Yi'er, do you know what grandpa said?" The little pom-pom looked at Mo Yi'er, her eyes full of struggle.

"He, did he tell you that he wanted me, and I gave birth...... Baby's thing. ”

Hearing this, the little pom-pom raised his eyebrows, the old man had indeed said this, so he nodded.

"Oh, I knew it." Mo Yi'er pouted dissatisfiedly, but then remembered that something was wrong. "Little pom-pom, if this is the case, how did you end up like this? Don't you want to? ”

"Hehe, I've always wanted to, but you don't want to!" The little pom-pom smiled bitterly, he just couldn't do anything about Mo Yi'er!

"Then, then why are you like this now, what is the matter, you have something to tell me, I don't want to hide something between us." This feeling makes Mo Yi'er very uncomfortable, the little pom-pom is the most intimate with her, if there is something between them, then she really feels helpless here.

Mo Yi'er's panicked little pompom could be fully understood, and he couldn't bear to look at Mo Yi'er like this. As Mo Yi'er did to her as usual, he gently stroked Mo Yi'er's soft shoulder-length black hair, once to appease her feelings. "Mo Yi'er, I won't hide anything from you, but it's really difficult for me to accept some things."

"What? What do you want to accept? What else did Grandpa say, right? Because she was nervous about the little pom-pom, Mo Yi'er kept asking, as if she wouldn't stop asking the result.

"Grandpa...... He said you like Silk Mula......" The little pom-pom finally spoke, and as he spoke, he carefully looked at Mo Yi'er's face.

Mo Yi'er was stunned for a moment, and then immediately defended: "Grandpa, he's talking nonsense, I'm just good friends with Simella, haha, how can I like him, haha, hahaha......" Although she was saying so on the surface, Mo Yi'er couldn't help but feel weak in her heart. At the same time, I was asking myself, is it so obvious? Even grandpa could see it. In fact, she had discovered that she enjoyed spending time with Simora very much, and that they had a common language.

"Mo Yi'er, you look at me, you sue me, do you really dislike Simola?" The little pom-pom has been following Mo Yi'er for so long, it can be said that he understands Mo Yi'er. What Mo Yi'er said was true or false, he wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

Mo Yi'er slowly raised her head and looked at Mo Yi'er's serious eyes, she couldn't lie to such a pair of sincere eyes, not to mention, she couldn't fool others, she couldn't fool herself. "Little pom-pom, I'm sorry, but I don't know. I love it with Smola and I don't know what it is. I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Mo Yi'er kept saying sorry, she felt that she was very bad, why did there be several men in her heart? Chu Jiong, Bang Ge, Little Pompom, Silk Pull, which one is her true destiny. Don't they all say that people's hearts are small and can only fit one person? She suddenly felt the urge to dig her heart out and see what was going on.

"Mo Yi'er, don't say you're sorry. It seems that you really like Samarah. Mo Yi'er, let me ask you again, what will happen to you if I kill all the men who are close to you? ”

"What? How can you do that? Little pom-pom, you can't do this, if you do, I won't forgive you, let alone myself. Mo Yi'er was very excited, for fear that the little pom-pom would really do such a cruel thing.

"Hehe, Mo Yi'er, you're really nervous about them. Maybe I have to learn to accept you with them, as Grandpa said. The little pom-pom's smile was even more bitter, and this moment was the most painful time in his life. He never thought that he would have such a complicated relationship, he really wanted to go back to the past, there would be no sadness, but he couldn't go back, he fell in love with Mo Yi'er, it was a lifetime, and it would never change.

Mo Yi'er really didn't have anything to say this time, but she didn't expect that her grandfather had seen everything through, and she felt a little embarrassed.

She hid back in her shed, and like a little pom-pom, she hid in the corner and thought quietly. To put it mildly, she wants to be a shrunken turtle now, she doesn't want to face the little pom-pom, she doesn't want to face Simella, and she doesn't want to face her grandfather. Because grandpa is right, what the hell should she do? She can't choose one, the palms and backs of her hands are full of meat.

She didn't sleep all night, and the next day just after dawn she came to her. "Mo Yi'er, are you up? Where are we going today? ”

"Simella, you can find grandpa to go with you, I'm a little uncomfortable today and don't want to go." Through the curtain of grass leaves in the shed, Mo Yi'er said to Simella.

"If you don't feel well, tell me." Who knew that Simola not only didn't leave, but also immediately rushed in nervously, and couldn't help but be surprised to see Mo Yi'er's blue and black eyes. "Mo Yi'er, you haven't slept all night?"

"Well, I can't sleep. I'm fine, you get out! Mo Yi'er lowered her head, not wanting to see Simella, and when she saw Simella's face, she would remind herself how attentive she was.

But this makes Smala even more uneasy. "Mo Yi'er, if you feel uncomfortable, I still don't go hunting, and I stay with you."

"No, it's going to make me even more uncomfortable if you stay here."

Silk Mo was stunned, what does Mo Yi'er mean by this? Hate him? No matter what, Mo Yi'er didn't allow him to stay and accompany him, and Si Mo snorted coldly: "If you don't want me to accompany you, forget it, I'm very busy." Hum! After saying that, he left without looking back. But he was very worried, and did not go to the jungle, but walked around the shed restlessly, and there was no shortage of food for them.

"Why are you here, Smorah? Didn't go to the jungle today? Xiaofen had just finished washing a few animal skin clothes, and when she saw Silka, she asked suspiciously.

"No, I don't want to go."

"What's wrong with you? One by one weird. Xiaofen was even more puzzled, now except for her own accident, everyone was very weird.

"I didn't say much, who do you say is strange?"

"You are all strange, grandpa, Xiao Pompom, and Mo Yi'er seem to have something on their minds, but they don't say it, they seem to be in a bad mood."

This sentence made Simla think deeply, it seems that things are really not simple, it is impossible for all people to be in a bad mood together, are they quarreling? Didn't Simola listen to Mo Yi'er about everything? How can there be a quarrel? Unless...