Chapter 67

"Don't worry, I hope more than you. It's not true." Huangfu Shaoqing said, glancing at her lightly, full of disdain.

"People like you must have never been cleaned up." Ouyang Mo son said to push him hard, this time, it is very easy to get out of trouble.

Just her heart, inexplicable with a trace of loss, come is so surprising.

"You seem to have a big opinion on me." Huangfu Shaoqing asked tentatively.

"You don't treat me much either, so we are just like each other." Ouyang Mo'er sneered coldly, and then he reclined on the sofa casually, without any affectation, which made Huangfu Shaoqing feel stunned.

"As a girl, don't you think your behavior is too solemn?" Huangfu Shaoqing's eyebrows were lightly locked. He had a headache. "I don't think so. Besides, you can't forget that this living room is my territory! So, when it comes to not being serious, I'd like to talk about you. Do you want to be in a girl's boudoir in the middle of the night? " Ou

Yang Mo'er has never been a kind-hearted master, so she will never do this boring thing.

This, but with Mu Zixuan has a lot of similarities, worthy of brother and sister, personality is the same as the belly black crazy drag.

"With your figure, do you think I will be so hungry?" Huangfu Shaoqing finished, looked at her in disgust, and then walked into his bedroom without looking back.

Ouyang Mo son a listen to his words, instantly stood up.

"What's wrong with my figure, Huangfu Shaoqing? You've made it clear to me." Said, quickly followed in the past, just, in response to her is, the door was forced on the sound.

In other words, Huangfu Shaoqing ignored her again.

"Damn, who is that?" Ouyang Mo'er angrily kicked his door, but unfortunately, in the end, the one who suffered was her own.

Huangfu Shaoqing in the room, his eyebrows tightly locked, and his breath dropped several freezing points. This woman repeatedly challenged her authority. It seems that he must invite a etiquette teacher back for her.

Once this idea was generated, he immediately picked up the phone and quickly dialed the group number to go out, so he had the next day's flying chicken and dog.

"Who do you say you are?" Ouyang Mo'er stares at the blonde and blue eyed beauty in front of her face.

"Miss Ouyang, I'm your etiquette teacher - moti." Beauty Gao Leng's light lift chin, looking at the vision of Ou Yang Mo son, is despise of. "No, although I have a bad memory, I don't have your type in my teachers." Ouyang Mo'er said as she went to seek help, but no one could help her except the respectful housekeeper.

"This is the explanation of President Huangfu, let you learn etiquette with me." Morty nodded slightly, then sat opposite her and unfolded the lesson plan.

"He told me, but you should go to him! What are you looking for! I don't need to learn these things. " Ouyang Mo'er didn't cooperate at all. Not only that, he invited the eighteen generations of Huangfu Shaoqing's ancestors.

"President Huangfu said that in a short time, you must learn the social etiquette of the upper class." Morty said, smiling at her, but it didn't feel like kindness, but the kind of schadenfreude.

Ouyang Mo'er doesn't bother to pay attention to her, so she gets up directly. Does the ghost have time to listen to her talking nonsense?

"Please don't leave Miss Ouyang. President Huangfu said that he hopes to see your progress when he leaves work." The other side stood up, not only that, but also threatened.

"That may disappoint him, because I don't want to learn at all." Ouyang Mo'er said with a sneer, a good Huangfu Shaoqing, thought he was just talking, did not expect to really hire a teacher for himself.

It seems that there must be too much money to spend in such a place.

what is elegant and noble? Do you really think Ouyang Mo'er doesn't have it?

I don't know what kind of family she comes from.

But he was blind, and no wonder he didn't find his merits.

"Please don't embarrass me, Miss Ouyang." Mo ti's eyebrows were low and he was very discouraged.

"If I don't embarrass you, I deserve to embarrass myself." Ouyang Mo'er is really angry now, so her voice has improved a lot.

Morty shook his head: "I don't know what you're talking about?" "Forget it, we have language barriers." Ouyang Mo'er looks at the sky in silence, and then sits back in her chair. Although she can speak a lot of language, it's right that she can't be profound, so that is to say, she can only make simple communication

, once it comes to more in-depth problems, it will happen to similar communication difficulties.

"Miss Ouyang, a real lady, can't be indecent." Over there, Morty immediately taught by words and deeds."Are you serious?" Ouyang Mo'er turned his eyes very speechless. Needless to say, he was reprimanded by Mo ti.

"Miss Ouyang, when we face the guests, we must smile and have soft eyes." "Stop, don't tell me these things. Since you like preaching so much, I'll find someone for you!" Ouyang Mo'er said, her eyes began to look around. When she found Ling Xiameng coming here, her eyes flashed a cunning, and then waved happily.

Ling Xiameng is probably frightened by her enthusiasm, so the original pace of walking, suddenly stopped, thinking, whether he should continue to move forward.

"Hi! Little cousin, we meet again. " Ouyang Mo'er doesn't seem to feel the other party's panic. She says hello excitedly.

"Are you calculating something?" Ling Xiameng stands still in place and stares at Ouyang Mo'er.

"Give you a chance to learn for free, do you want it?" Ouyang Mo son said to blink an eye, a pair let her pick up cheap expression.

"Well..." Ling Xiameng subconsciously shakes her head, just can't believe that she will be so kind.

"Don't refuse! You'll be interested. " Said, has quickly walked in the past, involuntarily to pull people over.

Ling Xiameng pulls back her hand, then stares at Ouyang Mo'er angrily: "say, how do you want to frame me this time?"

It seems that she has not forgotten what was designed last time. "Oh! What are you talking about! Here, etiquette teacher, your cousin invited for you. How about that? It's very sweet Ouyang Mo'er points to Mo Ti, with a harmless smile on her face, but deep inside, she is full of activities with dark stomach. She feels that Ling Xiameng is not her opponent at all.