Mo Qingcheng raised her lips: "As I thought..."

The young man in blue stretched out his leg excitedly, barely touching Mo Qingcheng's leg. A pebble came out of nowhere and almost hit his leg.

"Bold!" Two guards in black rushed over from the diagonal thrust, both drawing their swords.

"My legs!" The young man in blue changed his face and was so angry that he almost vomited blood. As soon as the red shadow flashed, the two guards in black turned into reptiles and lay on the ground unable to move, grinning in pain.

The red eyes want to grow to the top of their heads, a bunch of garbage...

The guards in black were all in a mess in the wind. Were they tortured when Mingyue came to the door?

The style of painting seems to be good, but what exactly is good about it, I can’t tell for a while.

Mo Qingcheng coughed lightly: "Hongyi, whoever comes here is not a guest."

"Oh... what Madam said is very true. Madam is really kind-hearted..." Hong Yi's flattery was so flattering that it made people flatter her.

The man in blue looked a little ugly: "Mrs. Mo..."

"Master Lan, his bodyguard is single due to his strength..."

Hongyi responded slowly: "..."

Madam, what do you mean? Isn’t my face beautiful?

Bah!, a grown man, so beautiful?

Not to mention how Hong Yi and the guards in black were trying to make up the bloody plot, but Mo Qingcheng and the man in blue had a misunderstanding, and no one wanted to speak first.

The atmosphere was slightly tense, and the man in blue came from the defeated east formation: "Mrs. Mo, may I know the name of this young master?"

"Haha, sorry, I didn't know."

"Mrs. Mo, I don't want to know who this young master is?"

"In no mood!"

"Mrs. Mo..."

"Mr. Lan, don't forget the agreement between them. If you guessed correctly, I should be more interested in that thing..." A hint of cunning flashed in Mo Qingcheng's eyes. Seeing through it without telling it off would save you unnecessary trouble.

The young man in blue had deep eyes, and the woman who met him deliberately changed the topic. Smart!

Mo Qingcheng pushed a drawing to the man in blue: "Quchu's drawing..."

I mean, don't be too greedy.

The man in blue frowned slightly: "This young master will not treat me badly..."

"My wife prefers to be self-reliant..."

The guards in black snorted coldly, not overestimating their abilities! I don’t know what is good or bad! How many people want to get rewards from their master?

Is it true that dogs look down upon others?

A coldness flashed in Hong's eyes: "We want to leave our claws together?"

Guard in black: "..."

Innocent people are lying at gunpoint, what the heck, can the bright moon be their aggrieved moon? Why are they being tortured everywhere?

The man in blue was hesitant, opened the drawing, and his eyes widened instantly.

That... is impossible! It's absolutely wrong!

How can it be cocoa?

"Mrs. Mo, my drawing..." Did you pick it up?

Mo Qingcheng rolled his eyes: "If Mr. Lan is not interested, I can go to Amaterasu and Xuanyuan..."

The young man in blue gritted his teeth: "How dare you?"

"Haha, Mr. Lan makes things difficult for others. Since the conditions are not up to you, why not? Why not?" Mo Qingcheng's eyes gradually turned cold. I don't care, I, the king of heaven, want to be a prostitute. Have you ever asked this instructor about my little fist?

When Guan Yichen saw the man in blue staring at his beautiful mother, he was very angry: "Master Lan, what is the difference between what I, Mingyue, do and what I do with a robber?"

"Am I questioning this young master? Tiandong King Tu..."

"laugh!"

"Ah!"

The young man in blue hadn't finished speaking, and the laughter of Mo Qingcheng, mother and son could be heard in his ears.

"Boss, see you off!" Mo Qingcheng asked the young man in blue for a short teacup before he could react.
Chapter completed!