"Chen Yu?"

Meng ran, who was sitting on the soft chair beside the hall, was still keeping his eyes closed and his eyelids were not open. He asked a question quite puzzled.

"It's Chen Yu, Chen Zheng's son, who was slapped by you just now in the expressway service area."

Su Fangfei pinched her little cousin's nose and said without good breath.

"Oh."

Meng ran slightly opened his eyes, a pair of did not wake up the appearance, perfunctorily should a.

He also snapped his fingers, and the real dragon folding fan appeared in the palm of his hand. The folding fan was shaking and the breeze was blowing. He looked like a good young master of the turbid world. It was not pleasant.

"Teacher, it's not good for you to shake the fan in winter..."

Fang rubing caught sight of those celebrities and rich people around him. He only felt that he stood with the teacher. It was a shame to throw him home.

But the corners of her mouth just turned away, but her head was heavily fanned.

Meng ran, who looks like a leisurely playboy, plays with folding fans skillfully and has a serious way:

"nonsense". How can spring and summer be different? Copy "binglan shenjue" 20 times. "

"Ah?" Fang rubing the jade hand of Meng Ran's shoulder, stops immediately.

"What? Do you have a problem with being a teacher? Then copy it 20 times more. "

"No No problem. " Fang rubing wanted to cry without tears, but felt that she had not found out before. She was such a "cruel and cruel" teacher.

Sitting aside, Su Fangfei, with her slender white jade fingers, gently poked her little cousin's face and giggled: "you are a teacher, you bully your apprentice all day long."

"Cousin Fangfei, you don't understand. This is the way of a monk to be a teacher." Meng ran folded fan gently, a pair of magic stick appearance.

Su Fangfei was also amused by her little cousin's funny appearance. She was so charming that she took a look at him. She was full of amorous feelings.

"Xiaoran, don't you think you've been" cute "a lot lately? It's not as cold as before. "

Su Fangfei laughs and teases, but it is her unintentional sentence that reminds Meng ran!

Meng Ran's eyes were slightly awe inspiring. He immediately responded and said, "no! What happened to me recently? Why do you feel as if you are really back in your youth, so much younger? With my dust-free and spotless mind, I should regard everything as plain as water. "

Is it the path of heaven? Isn't Tiandao saying that this object is used to suppress my demonic nature? Why can it affect my mind? "

Meng Ran's sword eyebrow is inverted, and there seems to be anger between his eyebrows. He has guessed a certain possibility.

However, now that he is in the reception hall of the Meng family, many people have mixed eyes. Meng ran can only give up temporarily.

But the "holy mark of heaven" in Meng ranxian's heart is like a sharp knife hanging in his heart, which makes him sit uneasy!

Just as Meng ran was thinking about the "holy mark of heaven", she saw song Shuling coming from the deep of her arrogant house. "Xiaoran, your father and your grandfather want to talk to you if they have something to say. Come with me."

Meng ran slightly nodded, long body and up, indifferent way: "just right, I also have words to ask Meng Xingzhi."

As soon as he uttered this sentence, he could not help but change song Shuling's face and scolded in a low voice:

"Xiaoran! You are not allowed to call your grandfather like that. This is the ancestral home of the Meng family! Let the Meng family hear... "

"I heard that Meng didn't have time to waste with these ordinary people. They must give me an account of this trip

Meng Ran's folding fan shakes gently, and passes through the living room to the deep of the mansion.