Jian Li secretly glanced at Mo Rou'er and Yun Yi next to him, and while sympathizing with Yun Yi in his heart, he was also speechless about Mo Rou'er's temperament.

This kind of woman, she can still hide as much as possible.

After the tea, looking at Yun Yi's face, Wang Ba is not like Wang Ba, the snake is not like a snake, and the rabbit is not like a rabbit, Jian Li and several people couldn't help laughing.

This whole one or four is not like!

Mo Wentian next to him couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"I said Senior Sister Rou'er, I really have to admire your painting level, it's really amazing!"

Mo Rou'er turned her head and glanced at Mo Wentian, revealing two pointed little tiger teeth, "Senior Brother Mo, don't worry, it will be you in a while." ”

Mo Wentian: "......"

"Okay, Senior Brother Yun, it's perfect, you can open your eyes. Mo Rouer looked at her masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction.

Yun Yi opened his eyes tremblingly when he heard this, and then felt that his eyes, nose, and mouth seemed to be covered with ink, and he just wanted to reach out and wipe it, but was stopped by Mo Rou'er.

"Senior Brother Yun, you'd better not move yet, otherwise, this will be a cat's face!" Mo Rou'er looked at Yun Yi covering her mouth and giggled.

Looking at Mo Rou'er, who was smiling evilly, and a few people who couldn't help laughing, Yun Yi's originally fair and handsome face turned red, and he simply lowered his head and became a shrunken turtle.

"Okay, okay!" Mo Rouer handed the brush in her hand to Huan'er on the side, clapped her hands and said, "Let's continue, this time I'll come first!"

Mo Rou'er groaned for a while, and said, "The beautiful scenery of a good day is not a day. ”

Mo Wentian heard the words and said: "I'll take it: it's hard to give up on being born beautiful!"

"Whoever forsakes me, he shall not remain in the day of yesterday. Jian Li spoke immediately.

"Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of the rain!" Yun Yi said with a stiff face.

"Voice, voice, ......"

A few breaths passed, Mo Rouer still didn't think of the idiom at the beginning of "sound", her expression couldn't help but be a little nervous, and there were even fine beads of sweat oozing out of her snow-white nose.

This Senior Brother Yun is really, and he has to end with the word "sound". How can the verse at the beginning of this "sound" be so easy to find!

Jian Li, who was in the audience, looked at Dao Mo Rou'er's anxious appearance, his heart moved, and he said to Yun Yi next to him: "Senior Brother Yun, is it Senior Brother Yun's own work to leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of the rain?

Yun Yi sneered and glanced at Jian Li when he heard this, "The kid from the countryside is really a reckless person, this is what the former Li family did!"

"Oh, I see, Senior Brother Yun is really knowledgeable, ashamed, ashamed!"

As soon as the sword left the words, Mo Rou'er, who was not far away, had a light in her eyes, and said hurriedly: "I'll answer: The fame will be great from now on, and it will not be extended in one day!"

After Mo Rou'er finished saying this poem, Yun Yi's face next to her changed, and she turned her head and stared at Ge Erdan next to her.

"The pen falls into a storm, and the poem becomes a crying ghost. Since then, the fame has been great, and it has not been extended for a while. ”

Good boy, you can really pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!

He was deliberately reminding Rou'er how to pick it up, damn it, I didn't think of it!

"Senior Brother Mo, it's your turn!"

After Mo Rouer finished speaking, she stared at Mo Wentian with a wicked smile, the word starting with "stretch" was definitely more difficult than her own word "sound", she didn't believe that Mo Wentian could take it.

At this time, Mo Wentian really frowned and thought hard.

"One. ”

"II. ”

“......”

"Seven!"

Mo Rou'er counted the time and slowly approached Mo Wentian.

"Nine!"

Mo Rou'er had just finished saying "nine", Mo Wentian flashed with a flash of light, and opened his mouth to say: "It's not easy to stretch out your eyebrows and smile, and the god's reward for you is also abundant!"

Mo Rou'er, who was about to laugh, was stunned when she heard this, and then her joy dissipated, she glared at Mo Wentian, and turned her head to look at Ge Erdan.

"Plenty of guests in the harvest year!" Jian Li said almost instantly.

Just kidding, this game was played thoroughly by myself when I was a child, and even at the end, I said second, but no one dared to say first.

After hearing Jian Li's words say this poem, Mo Rou'er's eyes lit up, and she turned her head to Yun Yi and said, "Haha, Senior Brother Yun, it seems that you have lost this time, I never knew that there was a poem that began with the word 'dolphin', hurry up and let me draw another big eight on your other face!"

"Dolphin?" Yun Yi's face changed when he heard this, and then he seemed to think of something, and said with a confident smile: "Senior Sister Rou'er, don't say it, I once really saw this poem that starts with 'dolphin' in an ancient book! This time it just came in handy!"

Yun Yi cleared his throat after speaking, and said slowly: "Dolphin shoulders can't be abundant!"

"Ah?......" Mo Rou'er's little face instantly collapsed when she heard this, she glanced at Yunyi coyly, and then began to think about the poem at the beginning of "Feng".

In the blink of an eye, five breaths passed, Mo Rouer was so anxious, she still didn't expect any poems starting with "Feng", just now a "Chicken and Dolphin in a Harvest Year" has been said by Ge Erdan...... I seem to know such a poem that begins with "abundance......

This Ge Erdan, really, can't be replaced, let yourself say this sentence how good!

Suddenly, Mo Rouer remembered Ge Erdan's reminder to herself just now, and she didn't know if he had any way to do it this time!

Thinking of this, she hurriedly raised her head and looked at Ge Erdan.

Feeling Mo Rou'er's gaze for help, Jian Centrifugal smiled bitterly, this thing is reminded once, how can it be reminded every time, last time I caught up, this time, I really can't do anything.

Seeing Ge Erdan's helpless gaze, Mo Rou'er became even more anxious, and even faintly cried.

Although she likes to play, the premise is that it is someone else who loses, but this is her turn......

Thinking that someone else was going to draw an extremely ugly big eight on his face for a while, Mo Rou'er became even more anxious.

But things are often like this, sometimes the more anxious you are, the more confused your thinking becomes.

At this time, Mo Rou'er's head was full of mud, and her forehead and the tip of her nose were already covered with fine beads of sweat.

Ten breaths passed quickly......

Mo Rouer was still thinking hard......

The few people in the sword below looked at each other, not knowing if they should remind Mo Rou'er.

About thirty breaths have passed, and Mo Rouer is still thinking hard, at this time, a few strands of hair on the corner of her forehead have even been stuck to the side of her face by sweat.

"Forget it!"

After half a ring, Mo Rouer lowered her head in a dejected manner, and then took out a pink embroidered handkerchief from her arms and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead.

After wiping away the sweat, Mo Rouer pouted and looked at the few people who looked at each other, and said with a crying face: "If you want to lose the bet, which of you will paint!"

"Miss!" The little maid next to her looked anxiously at the young lady who was about to cry, and turned her head to glare at Ge Erdan, who was now in the middle.

It's all to blame for this Ge Erdan, it's nothing to make such a boring ...... Forehead...... It's just a boring trick that will make the young lady cry.

I have been with Miss for so many years, and it is the first time I have seen Miss crying.

However, when the words came again, the young lady cried this time, and I really felt a little sorry for her, and this appearance was even more beautiful than when she laughed......