"Hey? Hey? Auntie, are you still here?" Xiao Yifeng shouted one after another.

Yes, I still don't say anything.

"Auntie, are you angry?"

Yeon said nothing, just hung up the phone gently.

This is much more serious than losing your temper.

Xiao Yifeng stared at Xiao Tiancai's phone watch for a few seconds and sighed.

Girls are just troublesome. If they don’t know how to solve the problem, they only know how to hang up the phone when they are angry.

childish.

Xiao Yifeng patted his forehead, OK, this family can't do without him!

Return to the children's room.

Xiao Yifeng walked to the bathroom door and knocked hard on the door a few times, "Master, Master!"

Soon, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Mo He's voice came, "I'll wash it soon, I'll help you wash it right away."

"It's not about taking a shower, it's my aunt, my aunt is angry."

"Why, why are she angry?"

"I told her about Si Die."

Mo He was silent.

After waiting for five or six minutes, he didn't say anything.

Xiao Yifeng is almost worried.

These elders will only remain silent when encountering problems.

None of them is worry-free.

Xiao Yifeng organized the language and said, "Master, stay away from that Sidie in the future. My aunt and I don't like you getting too close to her."

There was silence in the bathroom.

Xiao Yifeng has limited experience and cannot guess his true intentions, so he decided to use his trump card, "Master, you always say that I am the reincarnation of your master. Yes, I admit that I am the reincarnation of your master. I am a centenarian.

The wisdom of this is to warn you not to get too close to Sidie. Going too close will not do you good.”

"Click."

The door lock is open.

The bathroom door opens from inside.

Xiao Yifeng was about to speak.

The next second, a slender arm stretched out from inside and pulled him in.

Mo He took off his clothes in a few seconds.

Press him into the bathtub.

Mo He washed his hair and put on shampoo. Mo He skillfully helped him wash his hair.

After washing his hair, he put on shower gel again.

Mo He gently rubbed Grandma Xiao Yifeng's white and small limbs with her big hands.

I remembered the scene of helping my master take a bath a few years ago.

The master has a long hair and a chicken skin, and is tall, so it takes a long time to take a shower.

This little baby is a little white and thin, not too big, but he is not very angry.

Such a little bit too big, he actually pointed at his life.

He wanted to hit his little ass.

Xiao Yifeng looked up at Mo He's handsome facial features, and for the first time he felt that he was unfathomable.

He stretched out his little hand and pulled his arm and shook it, saying coquettishly: "Master, you are talking. Don't imitate me of my childish aunt, you will only sulk."

Mo He gently rubbed his back with a bath towel, "You are the wisdom of a centenarian, can't you guess what I want to say?"

Xiao Yifeng was anxious, "I am the wisdom of a centenarian, and I am not the worm in your belly. How can I know what you want to say?"

Mo He took him out of the bathroom, wrapped him with a large bath towel, and wiped the water from his body.

I applied lotion again.

Clean up neatly.

The two were lying side by side on the bed.

"Didi."

Mo He's cell phone that Mo He placed on the wall-mounted cabinet suddenly rang.

Xiao Yifeng knew that this was the WeChat prompt sound he set up for Mo He.

Usually, few people send WeChat messages to the master, and there is no such thing as this one.

You don’t need to guess that it’s Sidie.

Xiao Yifeng suddenly felt like he was facing a great enemy.

Mo He got up and got out of bed, went to get his cell phone, and clicked on WeChat.

Xiao Yifeng leaned over, stared at the screen of the phone, and asked, "Is it that butterfly?"

Mo He nodded.

"What did she say?"

"Ask me if I'm sleeping? Ask me for a coffee this weekend."

Xiao Yifeng felt that Si Die either had poor language comprehension or had too thick-skinned.

He said so clearly.

Why is she still stubborn?

Xiao Yifeng reached out and took the phone from Mo He's hand and said in his voice: "Hello, Aunt Sidie. My master asked me to tell you that his master is Taoist Master Mo Xuan, and Taoist Master Mo Xuan is a Taoist priest born in the late Qing Dynasty.

Master was raised by Taoist priests, and he also learned from Taoist priests. Taoist priests cannot get married, so Aunt Sidie will give up on my master."

Si Die was stunned.

A few seconds passed.

She chuckled and replied, "The monks cannot get married. Taoist priests can get married, but now even monks can get married."

Xiao Yifeng replied: "My master is not just a Taoist priest, but also a wood. He knows nothing about emotions. As for when it will be understood, it is an unknown number. It may take ten or eight years, or twenty or thirty years. Your age is

Not too young, don't waste precious time on him."

Sidie called the phone directly, "Let your master answer the phone."

Xiao Yifeng said: "My master asked me to pick it up."

"You are a child and cannot represent your master. If you ask him to answer, I have something to say to him."

Xiao Yifeng's little temper came up and turned off the machine directly.

He turned his head and looked at Mo He, "Master, you are only twenty years old on your ID card, and you should be even younger. You are young and you are prone to being confused. Don't meet a woman, and you will be fascinated by the eyes.

When you graduate from college with me, have education and experience, it will not be too late to fall in love again, and then my aunt will grow up."

Mo He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xiao Yifeng is most afraid of his silence.

He stood up from the bed, lay down in his arms, stretched out his little hand, and touched his head as if he was decent, "Master, you are too simple, you are suitable for the silly and sweet kind of my aunt, not for that butterfly.

Butterflies have too many minds, so many that even a three-year-old child can tell. If you are with her, I'm afraid you will be deceived."

Mo He still didn't say anything, but just carried Xiao Yifeng into his arms.

I hugged it for a while before I let go.

Xiao Yifeng turned off the table lamp.

The two lay down again.

Both the master and the apprentice had their own thoughts and were not sleepy.

After a long time.

Mo He said, "It's impossible for your aunt and I to do nothing in the future, it will only make your grandmother hate me even more."

Xiao Yifeng put his little face on his arm and comforted him: "Master, don't be sad, just wait until my aunt grows up. My grandmother doesn't hate you, but the instinct of being a parent. Wait until you have a child in the future

Daughter, you understand. Look at my sister Xiao Xingyan, the man only lets my father, my grandfather and grandfather hug him, and no other men are allowed to touch him."
To be continued...