"It's lengjuechen! When he was in the village, he would scold him for everything. He said that lengjuechen is one of the cheapest people he has ever met The little milk bag gushed.

After listening to the rain in Song Dynasty, the corner of his mouth couldn't help smoking.

Why is the style of painting a little different from what she thought.

"Leng juechen doesn't spoil your little uncle alone. How can you become the cheapest person? It can't be lengjuechen's unrequited love for your third uncle

Xiaonaibao shook his head to show that he didn't know.

He said he didn't know. It was meaningless for song Shiyu to ask any more questions.

After that, they talked about something that they didn't have.

It was not until mu Qianxun came back early that they left the bed.

When the three went to pianting for dinner, song Yuhe and Qingliu were also there.

After half a month of living together day and night, Song Yu was still unhappy with mu Qianxun.

As soon as he saw mu Qianxun, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. Then he warmly welcomed song Shiyu and xiaonaibao.

Yes, that's right.

Sansheng was lucky enough to let him greet people, including xiaonaibao.

In the past half a month, the relationship between him and xiaonaibao has been warming up at an amazing speed. Even song Shiyu and mu Qianxun find it incredible.

You know, mujiuge, who is also defined as a bad person by xiaonaibao, has not been removed from the blacklist of xiaonaibao after more than two months.

On the contrary, it's darker.

It was a miracle that Song Yu was able to whiten himself.

Don't ask why it's not face.

Compared with Song Yu, Mu Jiuge's beauty is not inferior to that of Song Yu.

In the middle of breakfast, mu Qianxun really mentioned that he wanted to invite another lady for xiaonaibao.

After listening, xiaonaibao's expression did not fluctuate. She only used her short legs to kick the Song Dynasty rain twice.

When the rain in Song Dynasty was ready to say something, Song Yu's voice rang out first.

"He's a boy. If you don't want him to be taught how to dance swords and swords, it's useless to ask him to be a father."

Song Yu saw that he was indignant and took the opportunity to propose: "would you like to invite a man for him?"

Mu Qianxun thought about it for a while and said, "then invite a man from the village to come over."

"No Mr. in the village." Xiaonaibao refused.

He really didn't like the crafty counsellors in the staff villa.

"And where do you want it, sir?" Mu Qianxun put down his chopsticks and looked at him without expression.

Mr. Mo wusheng is the only one who wants a small milk bag.

"Xi'er just wants his brother to be Mr. Xi'er."

"This little brother is not a Sheng in our family, is he?" It was Qingliu who said this.

It's not easy to find a stitch at last.

"When my uncle lived in King Mu's mansion, he was a gentleman for Xi'er for a while. Xi'er liked him very much." Song Shi Yu explained.

After knowing the reason, Qingliu raised his lips and said with a smile, "I can't believe that there are still people who like the bookworm wusheng."

"Brother Xiaosheng is not a nerd. Brother Xiaosheng is smart." Xiaonaibao retorted.

Qingliu shrugged and said nothing.

Song Yu doesn't like to see Mo wusheng's deputy who is powerless. Seeing that Xiao naibao likes him so much, he can't help saying, "a person who can only talk on paper, no matter how clever he is, he is also a useless person."

"If you really can't find a suitable gentleman, I can teach you for a while. Whether it's poetry, song and Fu, or sword dancing, I can teach you as long as you are willing to learn. "

Small milk bag smell speech, immediately in front of a bright.

His interest in poetry has always been general, but he is more interested in sword dancing.