"Oh, oh, Zhang Qiling, what are you going to say?" Mo Yu cocked Erlang's legs, with an underwhelming expression.

"Zhang Qiling is a character in the book!Why do you have a soft spot for him?" Xu Tai seemed to be bland, but he was actually very unconvinced in his heart, and in his words, he was jealous.

"Characters in books? We're all characters in books! What's all the fuss about...... Our life and death are decided by the people who wrote the books!"

"What about Zhang Qiling?" Xu Tai's fingertips swiped over the tomb robbery notes.

"It's the same as us, but the author is different!"

"Then he's a living person?" A hint of excitement blinded Xu Tai.

"Uh-huh, then if Zhang Qiling is true, do you love me or love him!" Mo Yu's eyebrows twitched, and a sense of obscenity vaguely appeared on his frosty face, not as indifferent and cold as the first time I saw him.

"Nonsense, of course it's ......"

"Huh?"

"Wait, why do I like men? Are you kidding me?" Xu Tai learned Mo Yu to sip the tea he had just brewed, and sure enough, it was about to squirt out......

"Hmph!" Mo Yu was squeamish.

"Huh?"

"I'm hungry!

"Okay...... Hey, where are you going?" Xu Tai's tomb robbery notes didn't read a few pages, but they were taken away by Mo Yu and put back on the bookshelf safely.

"I'll go out and find an old friend, by the way, what year is this year?" Mo Yu patted his sleeve, retaining the customs of the older generation, and went out in the mirror.

"2017 ......" Xu Tai, who took out his mobile phone with great effort, squinted his eyes and looked at the calendar on his phone.

"If you can't see clearly, go to glasses, tell you to keep staring at your mobile phone and keep ......"

"Then I'm out, and now he's supposed to be out...... Well, besides, I'm not coming back for dinner, maybe late. ”

"Then what are you telling me to cook?"

"I'm afraid you're hungry...... You're hungry, your stomach will be bad!" Mo Yu stranded Xu Tai's hair.

"And who are you going to?

"An old friend, long time no see. ”

"Where to look?"

"Changbai Mountain ......"

"Then don't make trouble for Lao Tzu outside, you know?"

Mo Yu didn't answer, and the words that came in response seemed to be sarcastic, "Hmph, Zhang Qiling!"