Therefore, Qianqian has one more impression of Moyin: pedantic!

There are always two sides to things: such a pedantic person must be out-and-out and one-sided.

A person like Mo Yin is a person who can be trusted with confidence,

Nangong Jing is extremely extreme, and he is also very extreme in picking people.

But Qianqian has to admire Nangong Jing's vision: a man, at the age of strong blood, must be able to endure loneliness and retreat for many years, without Mo Yin's calmness,

Uh--I don't rule out other possibilities,

Thousands of obscene and trivial thoughts: This ink is hidden, and there may be some hidden disease--

Otherwise, it really makes people have to be respectful,

Furious is too manic, chasing souls, and has limited qualifications for life-seeking, and martial arts can't be practiced in the realm of Moyin.

But the words of this sage with his mouth closed also make people listen to it - he wants to go up and beat him up every minute,

Qianqian thought that she was a princess anyway, and she couldn't be so ungraceful in the face of her subordinates.

Therefore, Qianqian still endured it, but she still skipped the words of the saint and asked directly: "You just say it, what is the matter with me?" ”

Mo Yin looked at Qianqian, and it always sounded a little unspeakable, "The subordinates think, that night--"

Qianqian: "......", frowned and asked, "What night was that night?" To be clear",

Mo Yin finally mustered up the courage and felt that since he had made such a mistake, he should take responsibility--

"It's--" Mo Yin just said two words, and was pushed away again,

Qianqian stretched out a black thing in front of him, "Qianqian, you eat first, I'm afraid you're hungry, the fire is a little big, this fish is a little mushy, you can take it first, and then I'll call Brother Soul Chaser--"

"Beibei girl--" Mo Yin's elegant voice is still as peaceful as the March breeze, "Sheng--",

"Holy you are big!" Beibei's angry voice interrupted Mo Yin, pushed him away, and ran to continue grilling the fish,

Mo Yin: "......", looking at Qianqian a little helplessly, explained: "The subordinates want to say that when making a fire, dry and wet firewood should be placed alternately, otherwise it is difficult to control the size of the fire."

Qianqian: "......", well, just now she also thought that Mo Yin was going to be a "saint cloud" again,

Qianqian shrugged her shoulders and said, "I misunderstood you",

Mo Yin was slightly stunned, shook his head, and said lightly: "The subordinates won't mind this",

Qianqian thought of the topic that the two of them had not finished talking about just now, and said, "What did you just want to say?" ”

Mo Yin's gaze had already turned to Beibei behind him,

Seeing that Beibei was desperately adding firewood to the fire there, he felt that the fire was too big, so he pulled out the firewood again, and the sparks splashed everywhere, so he hugged his fist towards Qianqian, and said: "The affairs of the subordinates can be talked about later, or help the princess make a grilled fish first, and then it is not too late to talk",

"Can you grill fish?" Qianqian looked at Mo Yin suspiciously, "Haven't you been in retreat?" ”

Mo Yin was about to clasp his fists and salute, but was stopped by Qianqian, but Qianqian's hand had not yet touched Mo Yin's hand, so he avoided it, and said, "Princess, don't--"

Qianqian almost couldn't hold back a punch and beat him,

Mo Yin took a step back in a bit of a panic, clearly looking afraid of being rude,

I really hate, where did Nangong Jing find such a strange thing!

Mo Yin saw that Qianqian was a little angry, so he hurriedly diverted Qianqian's attention from the question just now, and said, "When my subordinates were in retreat, they also studied some cooking recipes."

Qianqian: "......",

On behalf of the people of the whole country, he completely knelt down to Nangong Jing and his wonderful ace secret guard!