With the experience of the last time, Jiumu knew that if he quarreled with him again this time, he would copy it twice or three times.

That's it, that's it, this guy can't be offended.

So she held Yingying's smiling face and asked again with a cheeky face, "God has the virtue of a good life, can the little uncle be kind, this copy, in my opinion, is it feasible not to copy?"

"If I say one more thing, add -"

"Okay, okay——, just because I didn't say it. ”

If you can't fight him, why bother asking for hardship.

However, it is necessary to copy it to understand that it is not.

So, she asked Bing Ruohan with a hippie smile: "Then I copied it, can Uncle Xiao tell me, today, have you ever been to the Heavenly Palace, have you ever seen me and Senior Brother Wushuang......?"

"Nope!"

Jiu Mu's unfinished words were cut off by him, and when he saw that his eyes were suddenly cloudy, he threw a scorching flame at him.

Just as the nameless fire was about to burn itself, he suddenly retracted, turned around and walked to his desk, grabbed a book, buried his face, and sat upright.

"It's a big fire today. ”

Jiumu Yunxiang shook her body, and a cool breeze outside the window blew gently, the cold was a little cold, but it couldn't blow away the hot body that was lit by him.

It feels weird, weird.

Isn't it because you've been with this freak for a long time, and your body and mind have changed?

"What a freak. ”

Jiumu secretly threw a sentence at the white clothes, and then took the 'copywriting' and went back to the Lan room.

……

There is no road in the world, but when there are many people walking, it becomes a road.

Xiao Jiu had no intention, but he was punished a lot, so he fell into his heart.

Early this morning, I came to the elegant room with the 'copywriting' that I had copied all night.

Bing Ruohan was still sitting upright in front of the camphor bookcase, checking Xiao Jiu's homework.

Xiao Jiu stood aside, his face a little tired.

Looking at Uncle Xiao's eyebrows sometimes locking and blinking, he knew that his unsightly handwriting was blatantly defiling Uncle Xiao's eyes at the moment.

There's no way, you brought it on yourself, knowing that my pen and ink are crude, but you just enjoy it.

You deserve your eyes to be affected.

You deserve it—

After scolding, Jiumu was secretly happy in his heart.

"It's a bit self-aware to write this picture. Uncle Xiao seemed to have insight into her thoughts, and said coldly.

Does Uncle Xiao know how to read minds?

Or is this little trick in his heart unable to escape his eyes after all?

Xiao Jiukan put on a smile and said, "I have always been a very self-aware woman. “

Yu Luo saw that the little uncle looked up at him with a little more disgust and contempt in his eyes, and that look seemed to read: This woman has a very thick skin.

Seeing this scene, Jiumu Yunxiang hurriedly added another sentence and said:

"Before I met Uncle Xiao. “

Yes, I said that I was always a very self-aware person before I knew you, so you can't study my past, so there's nothing wrong with making up for the omissions.

Clinker, Uncle Xiao's piece of wood took his nonsense seriously, refused to bypass this topic, and had to block himself to relieve his hatred, chasing and asking: "Why do you have no self-knowledge after knowing me?"

"Ahh

"This, uh-like-"

Jiumu Qian's donkey skills are poor, and he doesn't know how to answer, but seeing that this little uncle's eyes are staring straight at him, he is embarrassed, so he pinched his head, and shook at Bing Ruohan, and said:

"For example, when Xiao Jiu first met Uncle Xiaoshi, he compared you to a 'lewd thief', and he really didn't know himself. “

For example, Xiao Jiu has always thought that Uncle Xiao is like a stubborn piece of wood, but in vain Uncle Xiao is such a good person who is so noble and bright, and understands righteousness, so it can be seen that Xiao Jiu really has no self-knowledge. “

"For another example, Xiao Jiu once felt that Uncle Xiao stepped on two boats, and he had a skin-to-skin relationship with me, but he hooked up with that Yuhe, and mistakenly regarded you and that Yuhe as a pair of adulterers**, Xiao Jiu really has no self-knowledge. “

"Another example—'

"Shut up!" Bing Ruohan put down the copywriting in her hand and slapped her big hand, not wanting to listen to her anymore.

Whore, stubborn wood, pedaling on two boats, hooking up, adulterer**?

I was so famous by her.

If she is allowed to continue, will she compare herself with the scoundrel in the market?

Xiao Jiu saw that Uncle Xiao frowned, looked at himself viciously, and looked like he had tore himself alive to relieve his hatred, so he was so frightened that he stepped back and said:

"You didn't tell me to say it. “

You are the one who makes me speak, and you are the one who silences me.

I-

It's too difficult, isn't it?

Bing Ruohan hated that iron could not become steel, and said:

"It seems that you really don't know what this self-knowledge is!"

Xiao Jiu's mouth pursed: "Uncle Xiao is angry at every turn, and it is also a move without self-knowledge." “

Bing Ruohan was stunned for a moment, and there was a bit of indistinguishable crying and laughing on his face.

Seeing that she has no other skills, this oil cavity is slippery, and the kung fu of sewing and inserting needles is a must.

Bing Ruohan said secretly:

"Rotten wood cannot be carved. “

When Xiao Jiu heard this, he crossed his mouth and just wanted to refute, but he suddenly listened

"Sister—"

The sound is bright and clear, with a bit of depth, and there is a bit of immaturity and honesty in the depth.

The voice extended from Zelan's small station all the way to the door of the elegant room, and before he could react, he suddenly saw a fat and fat young man, who had already stood trembling in front of him.

"Huanxing?" Xiao Jiu looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, a little surprised,

"How did you get in?"

Huanxing wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled at Jiumu: "Of course I walked in." “

"Nonsense. Jiumu looked at the honest Han in front of him, inexplicably a little intimate, and then asked, "I mean, how did you find me?" “

Zixia Mountain is so big, and he, an inner disciple, sometimes gets lost in the mountain, Huanxing's IQ?

Heh-

Not ordinary people can be compared -

"Sister, this little stone brought me here. With that, Huanxing rummaged through his sleeves, and finally pulled out a blue braided brocade rope, under which hung a small blue transparent stone.

The small stone glowed blue, and when it entered the room, it became more and more dazzling.

It's really bright and blind-

Jiumu Yunxiang was startled, and hurriedly touched his neck, but the root of his neck was already empty.

I don't know when I left it out in the Globe Star, in front of the old moon's dust viewing mirror, or in the depths of the peach forest?

Just as he was puzzled, a long and stern voice sounded in his ears:

"If you dare to lose it, don't come back to me in the future. “

The aftermath is loud and loud -

Ahh

This, this, this deity is here-

I saw that the owner of the mica stone was still sitting upright, with a calm face but it was difficult to catch, and the cloud was light and light to make people daunting.

"This is, mica stone—" Jiumu said something to Huanxing that he thought was nonsense, and hurriedly snatched the mica stone from Huanxing's hand, and then hurriedly hung it back around his neck.