Meng Feifan waved his hand in front of Mu Zhao and joked, "Huh? Brother Zhao, this man is good-looking, but as a man, you can't look at a man and make him look stupid."
Mu Zhao saw Yun Wuluo's eyes narrowing slightly, and the dangerous aura in his eyes was strong.
But he still said politely: "Brother Zhao, I have long admired your name."
Mu Zhao waved his hand, "It's easy to talk, I think the young master is very talented, and I really want to make friends with him. May I ask him his name?"
Meng Feifan cast an admiring look at Mu Zhao. No wonder he was able to make friends with Tang Wenkang in a short time. When he wanted to make friends, he seemed so sincere.
But the young man's eyes were much colder than when he first came in, and he waved his hand, "The name is just a code name, don't mention it."
Mu Zhao smiled and said, "That's okay."
Then Meng Feifan noticed that the young man's eyes were even colder.
When he was wondering whether to do something to defend against him, Mu Zhao waved to him.
"Meng Feifan, come here and I will teach you how to fight the landlord."
Meng Feifan was about to sit next to Mu Zhao, but he felt a gust of wind, and then the young master stood in front of him.
In other words, the current situation is that the young master has separated him from Brother Zhao.
He could clearly feel that this young master was in danger at this moment, but he also felt that this young master would not do anything to his brother Zhao.
Meng Feifan thought...it was quite strange.
Mu Zhao didn't care about their positions and briefly explained the rules to them.
The two quickly understood.
Mu Zhao said: "Then let's have a real fight. I will be the local master in the first place."
There is nothing different between the two.
But when he started playing cards, Meng Feifan felt something was wrong.
The current seat is that the young master is Brother Zhao's superior.
According to what Brother Zhao just said, that young master should have stopped Brother Zhao.
However, after he released his three first, the young man only released a four.
Mu Zhao was very happy to continue playing for five.
In the second round, he drew a seven, and the young man actually drew an eight from the middle of the hand.
Based on his many years of experience at the gambling table and what Brother Zhao had just taught, Meng Feifan concluded that what this young man drew should be one of the consecutive cards.
Meng Feifan reminded him, "Don't split the cards, especially such small ones, it's meaningless."
But the young master didn't even look at him, he just looked at Brother Zhao.
Mu Zhao naturally also discovered Yun Wuluo's problem.
She said to Yun Wuluo, "It's true, you should have stopped me."
"You only said you should, but you didn't say you wanted to."
Mu Zhao: "?"
Yun Wuluo said: "I don't want to stop you."
"No, I am a landlord now, you two are in the same camp, you should stop me."
Yun Wuluo turned his head to Mu Zhao, no longer hiding the evil intention on his face, "No matter who you are, I am in the same camp as you."
Mu Zhao: "......"
"We're playing cards here."
Yun Wuluo stared at her quietly, "No matter what I do, I will always be on the same side as you."
Mu Zhao said again: "......"
As smooth as Meng Feifan was, he naturally discovered this suffocating and...ambiguous situation.
He looked at Yun Wuluo, then at Mu Zhao, and looked between the two of them repeatedly.
Mu Zhao glared at him, "A searchlight or a scanner?"
Meng Feifan asked, "What is that?"
Mu Zhao did not answer, only said: "This man is too stupid. He can't understand this Landlord fight. You can call another one."
Meng Feifan smiled ambiguously, "Yes, when does Brother Zhao want me to come back?"
Yun Wuluo said without hesitation: "It's best not to come back."
Meng Feifan almost couldn't hold back his smile, "Okay, okay."
Mu Zhao said helplessly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Go and call someone quickly. If you burn more than one stick of incense, I will deduct your money."
"I understand." Meng Feifan withdrew.
Mu Zhao waved to him, "Huh?"
But Meng Feifan has already left.
Mu Zhao sighed, "It seems he misunderstood something."
She looked at Yun Wuluo speechlessly, "Yun Wuluo, what are you making a fuss about?"
Yun Wuluo was slightly stunned, "Did you recognize it was me?"
Mu Zhao rolled his eyes, "Nonsense, I even know you turned into ashes."
Yun Wuluo laughed, "Does it mean that my weight in the little princess's heart is so important?"
Mu Zhao slandered that there was no one else but that he had been obsessed with him for too long in his previous life.
She wanted to glare at him, but when she raised her eyes, she saw that his eyebrows were stretched and his smile was wanton and refreshing. He had the wanton and unrestrained appearance of a celebrity from the Wei and Jin Dynasties in her mind.
And she seems to have seen this look before.
She suddenly remembered that the reason why she liked the second prince at that time was because of the feeling that the second prince showed when he was drunk.
Yun Wuluo looked at her in a daze, and the smile on his face suddenly faded, "Little princess, do you like this skin?"
Mu Zhao: "?"
Is Ning okay?
"This is fake."
"But what if someone really has this skin?"
Mu Zhao said, "What is false cannot become true."
"What if it comes true?"
Mu Zhao felt that this person was really awesome.
She opened her mouth, and Yun Wuluo said: "That's all, if there is someone with such a skin and the princess likes it, then I will peel off his skin and hang it on myself."
Mu Zhao: "!"
She shouted angrily, "Yun Wuluo, can you be normal?"
Yun Wuluo approached her, "This is not normal. I have been arranging hunting arrangements for the Dog Emperor and the Dog Prince these past few days. I have been too busy to see the princess. I didn't expect the princess to..."
Mu Zhao said confidently, "What's wrong with me?"
She was busy too, and she was sure that she had done nothing to offend Yun Wuluo. This chapter has been completed!