Chapter 117: Flower Dynasty Festival: Finally Meet 11

When Qiao Ying said this, her heart turned several circles: Hu Ge, count it as an old man, although I know him, he doesn't know me, and he will never see him again, it should be true, unless I can go back to the 21st century.

The bearded man seemed to believe it: "Really? How do I feel that something is wrong? ”

Qiao Ying nodded again and again, looking like a good baby, Qiao Ying was already very pink, very cute, and then pulled out this innocent smile, it dazzled Hu Ge's eyes.

Hu Ge looked at Qiao Ying so cute, and the uncle's psychology came out again: "Children, what are you doing here, we are about to start the show here, do you want to participate, or do you want to watch it offstage?"

"I'm in the race!" The immature voice seemed so firm, Hu Ge still wanted to laugh, but he felt Qiao Ying's determination, so he had to swallow back the words in his mouth.

A little embarrassed dry cough twice, hiding the embarrassment and panic in his heart: "How old are you?" Want to be a talent? What about mom and dad? ”

Qiao Ying frowned, she found that Lan Lan was not the only one who had difficulty communicating with her, and looked at herself suspiciously: Do I speak English? I don't think I even speak my hometown......

"Is there an age limit here? Despise underage? Qiao Ying stared straight at Hu Ge, as if she wanted to see him through.

Hu Ge coughed even more, his face turned red, and he was speechless by Qiao Ying's words.

"This son, if you want to participate, let's participate, Lun Sa doesn't stipulate any age issues." Qi Chen untied the knot for Hu Ge and let Hu Ge have a step down, Hu Ge understood Qi Chen's thoughts, and immediately gave him a grateful look.

Hu Ge also smartly walked down Qi Chen's steps, and said pretending to be serious: "We are afraid that we will hit you later, and we are afraid that your young heart will be hurt."

Qiao Ying waved her hand disapprovingly, and said arrogantly: "It's okay, I have a strong endurance, let's start quickly, it's dawn later."

In front of everyone's eyes, Qiao Ying is so arrogant, someone must be unhappy, on a tree in the distance, the evil laughter whispered: "It's worthy of my Ying'er, you should have this kind of aura, okay!" Good! All right! ”

Xia Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and after swatting the nth mosquito to death, he heard his grandfather say this about the little princess again, and his face was suddenly paralyzed: "Master, the little princess, she ......"

Before Xia Mu's words fell, he suddenly felt a cold air coming, Mo Qianmo's eyes narrowed, shooting out a dangerous light, looking carefully, it was obviously black eyes, but they exuded a faint purple, Xia Mu immediately hurriedly: Ye is angry! Ye is very angry! The color of his eyes is changing again!

He begged bitterly: "Master! Mo Ye! Don't be angry, it's okay just now, don't change color, the white color dress hasn't arrived yet, you can't stay black later. ”

But Mo Qianmo didn't listen to Xia Mu at all, and his eyes slowly seemed to turn purple immediately. Xia Mu was cross-minded and let go: "Master! You're like this, how will you see the little princess later! It's going to scare people! ”

Sure enough, as soon as Xia Mu finished saying this, Mo Qianmo reacted, and his hands clenched into fists: "Let me find out who this Jiuqing is!" Just go! ”

Xia Mu blinked and looked at Mo Qianmo's line of sight: it turned out to be the one named Jiuqing, who was playing the opening song with the little princess, one playing the piano and the other blowing the flute, looking at the past, it was really a perfect match, although the little princess is still a man now.