Looking at Mo Rou'er who was full of anger in front of her, Mo Wentian stood up with a carp, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Senior Sister Rou'er, if you have anything to say, don't beat people!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Mo Rou'er's eyes became even more angry, she stepped forward and grabbed Mo Wentian's collar and shook it, followed by another punch in his chest, and the brute boots under his feet kept kicking his legs.

"Senior Sister Rou'er, if you have something to say, don't do this!"

The two fought like this, one retreated, and it wasn't until half a ring, after Mo Wentian noticed that Mo Rou'er's eyes were full of tears, that he noticed that something was wrong.

I remember that Senior Sister Rou'er just now started to ...... herself after reading the paper ball

Thinking of this, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly: "Senior Sister Rou'er, don't fight, I know, it's punching and kicking, punching and kicking!"

After hearing Mo Wentian say these four words, Mo Rouer finally stopped the movement in her hand, and when she snorted, her eyes suddenly changed from sparkling to crystal clear.

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances!" Mo Rou'er snorted and turned her head.

Mo Wentian: "-_-||"

Everyone: "......"

Patting the dust on his body, Mo Wentian walked to the previous position in fear.

It's a guess right.,If you don't react to that one just now.,It's basically a lost game.。

Can you really blame yourself for this, though?

Mo Wentian felt a little aggrieved in his heart.

Senior Sister Rou'er was so sudden, and she didn't give any hints, so she thought that she beat herself angrily because she had just guessed wrong.

Quietly raised his head and saw Mo Rou'er open the paper ball again, Mo Wentianxia consciously felt a chill in his heart.

Hey, I knew that it was good to let Ge Erdan come, I had to do anything, I didn't say anything after being beaten, if the result was not satisfactory, I am afraid that Senior Sister Rou'er would ignore herself for a long time......

Opening the third piece of paper, Mo Rouer looked at the idiom in front of her and felt the urge to vomit blood.

"Glamorous spirits. ”

It's better to compare yourself to how to make a stroke.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Rou'er closed her eyes, raised her hands, kept shaking back and forth, and kept saying strange spells in her mouth as she walked with her feet......

"This, Mo Rou'er is dancing the gods?" Jian Li next to him almost couldn't hold back his laughter when he saw Mo Rou'er at this time.

Fortunately, I had the foresight to go up and cooperate with this witch.

Otherwise, with her way of analogy, it is estimated that even if she goes up, she will not be much stronger than Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian in front of him was also full of black lines, looking at Mo Rou'er on the other side, as if there were 10,000 grass/mud/horses flying over in his heart.

The devil knows what Mo Rou'er is comparing with shaking her head?

Could it be a group of demons dancing?

Still is......

When Mo Rouer stopped moving, she looked at Mo Wentian expectantly, Mo Wentian stiffened his head and said, "Group, group of demons dancing?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Mo Rou'er felt the anger in her heart "rubbing" a few inches higher, her hands on her waist, and she stared at him with a fierce look without speaking.

"No, isn't it?" Mo Wentian hurriedly lowered his head, not looking at Mo Rou'er, and began to meditate again.

I just saw Rou'er's eyes closed, her hands raised high, and words in her mouth.

Hey, by the way, there are still words in my mouth......

Could it be......

Thinking of this, Mo Wentian's spirit flashed, raised his head and smiled firmly: "Rou'er, I know, it must be calling the wind and rain!"

Mo Rouer: "!!!!"

Looking at Mo Wentian who was smug in front of her, Mo Rouer couldn't wait to pry open his skull to see what was inside, why did her actions seem to be calling for wind and rain?

Forehead......

However, if you think about it, there is really something like that......

Thinking of this, Mo Rou'er stomped her feet, glared at Mo Wentian fiercely, and then closed her eyes again, stretched her hands forward, and made a look of not seeing her fingers.

Then her eyes suddenly opened, she covered her mouth with one hand, and pointed ahead in a terrified expression.

"At night, there are ghosts, ghosts?" Mo Wentian asked.

Mo Rouer nodded hurriedly when she heard this, and then did the first action again.

"Calling the wind and rain?" Mo Wentian pondered.

"Could it be that you have encountered a ghost on a stormy night?

Time passes by breathlessly.

Mo Wentian was still thinking hard.

The sword in the rear saw that the time was about to come, and reminded: "Senior Brother Mo, there are still five breaths left!"

Mo Wentian looked up at Mo Rou'er, who was staring at him with wide eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Sister Rou'er, is it a ghost?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's answer, Mo Rou'er only felt that her eyes were dark, and she instantly sat down on the beauty couch.

It's over, it's over this time, it's only three and two are wrong, it seems that I have lost this time, and I can't get my face back.

Think about it, blame yourself, you have nothing to play with outsiders, you lose when you lose, and you are not ashamed, but when you lose to outsiders, you always feel that you can't swallow this breath.

Hey, it's all to blame for being useless, and I can't even understand an idiom, I thought it was a very simple game, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

......

Seeing Mo Rou'er's expression at this time, Mo Wentian's face instantly sank.

He knew he must have guessed wrong again.

Two of the three idioms are wrong, and if this continues, he and Mo Rouer will definitely lose.

"Senior Sister Rou'er, I'm ...... I'm sorry!" Mo Wentian sighed at Mo Rou'er.

"Forget it, Senior Brother Mo, I think we should admit defeat!" Mo Rouer waved her hand in frustration.

"But Senior Sister Rou'er, we haven't lost yet!" Mo Wentian said through gritted teeth.

"Are you sure that one of the next seven is good, even if it is a mistake and it becomes a draw, we will lose!" Mo Rouer pouted.

"I, I ......"

Mo Wentian stretched out his hand to "me" for a long time, and then lowered his hand with a heavy sigh.

Shaoguang Qianxue looked at the appearance of the two, and at the same time felt a little unbearable in her heart, she got up and said: "Miss Mo, I think everyone should not take it too seriously at this time, didn't you say it, it's just a game, we must not affect each other's relationship because of such a trivial matter." I think so, this game, it's better to settle it as a draw. ”

Mo Rou'er sneered when she heard this, "Miss Qianxue, I really can't get used to your fake appearance, I am obviously happy to win, but I still make a look of not caring." Why, do I still need you to pity me? Tell you, I don't need to! If I lose, I lose, and I will do it as scheduled!"

Mo Rouer said and picked up the pen on the side, held back the sadness and grievances in her stomach, and was about to draw on her face.

"I really don't know what to do!"

After listening to Mo Rou'er's words, Shaking Light Qianxue sat down angrily, turned her head, and simply came out of sight.

Looking at Mo Rou'er's aggrieved and sad appearance, Mo Wentian's face was flushed, the roots of his teeth were clenched, and the joints of his hands hanging down at his side were faintly white, and he wanted to bear all this by himself, but he knew that with Rou'er's temperament, he would definitely not give himself this opportunity!

Just as Mo Rou'er was about to draw a turtle on her face, Jian Li, who was in the audience, got up from his seat with a sigh and walked to Mo Wentian's side.

"Miss, slow down!"