"Although such teas and pastries may not suit your tone, you can all try them." Mu Xiaoxiao beckoned everyone to eat pastries, and gave them a cup of tea in person.

"Miss Mu, how about you taste it?" Mu Xiaoxiao deliberately and diligently brought a plate of pastries and put them in front of the mandala.

Mandala frowned easily, he didn't like to eat these things, but now he was forced to eat them, and he couldn't show that he didn't like them, let alone feel more aggrieved.

Mu Xiaoxiao did it on purpose, Mu Xiaoxiao admitted this, how could such a woman be allowed to be like this?

Take your time, it's not about abusing Xiaosan, it's about abusing the intruder, and you have to pay the price if you dare to occupy her body.

"Shenjun and the god of fire also taste a little, you haven't eaten anything all the time, now it's in the private room, others want to see but can't see it, in the house, I laid an enchantment." No matter if it's a song or something, it won't be heard by anyone else.

Before these words fell, Mu Xiaoxiao said, "Miss Mu, the song you sang last time was very good, by the way, I forgot, you forgot everything in the Tianshan Mountains, isn't it, let me tell you a word of lyrics, you can taste it, maybe the god and the fire god have not heard it, just cheer it up, after all, it's too boring to sit here and drink tea now, by the way, and last time, the story of the Journey to the West you told is quite good, you can also tell the god and the fire god, can Miss Mu do it?" After a few words, the last sentence is to ask the mandala?

I have to say that Mu Xiaoxiao is a little cunning now, but after this, if people are stupid, it is really better to be reincarnated.

"Girl, you can sing and tell books, why don't we know?" Huoyun also expressed his surprise, no, he asked again and again, knowing that the one in front of him was fake and didn't know those things, but he still pretended not to know anything.

The face of the mandala can be used as a palette, and before she can argue for herself, Mu Xiaoxiao's voice came, "Miss Mu, don't you want to?" Didn't you say before that you were going to sing to your friends and loved ones? Could it be that in Miss Mu's eyes, we are all strangers? ”

Looking at the thoughtful beauty master on the side, Mu Xiaoxiao looked at Ming Huang and said, "Shenjun, did you say?" ”

If Mandala didn't feel that this Xiao Mu was aimed at her, then she would have been in vain for so many years.

But why target her?

Could it be that he saw something?

But at that time, I looked at my own warmth, so what was it for?

It's really a bit hard to figure out.

Minghuang never knew that his apprentices could sing and tell stories, and these girls had never shown themselves in front of him.

Now from the words of another man's mouth, why does he have a sense of sadness and a kind of happiness?

I don't understand why I have such feelings?

"Girl, I haven't heard you sing yet." Although Minghuang's voice was very indifferent, he could hear it, and he hoped to hear the girl's song in that tone.

Mandala felt that all this was done by Xiao Mu, and he was playing ghosts.

But how did he know about it? It's really a little unclear?

"Master, what kind of songs do you want to hear? In the past, the apprentice also wanted to follow the master to cultivate well, and wanted to become an immortal as soon as possible, so that he could serve by the master's side when the time came, so he didn't talk to the master about this, but now he is proposed by Xiao Gongzi, and the apprentice remembers this. ”

It seemed that the explanation of these words was reasonable, only Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the mandala with a smile.

I thought I would see her panic, but people coped with it easily.