Mu Yun was about to tell the truth, but then he had some concerns. Seeing him silent, Xiao Lei deliberately said coolly, feeling itchy: "Oh... Could it be that Lao Gu, you are sneaking away without telling the Iron Masked Woman?
Came out to have a tryst with the little vixen?"
Mu Yun was dumbfounded. Just as he was about to defend himself, he suddenly heard clear laughter coming from the stairs: "Well, Xiao Mu, you are really a money-grubber. Even if we invite you, you don't have to come so early, right?
Did you not even eat breakfast on purpose?"
Amidst the laughter, I could see the heroine Yan Ting, who is "as beautiful as a fairy, stunningly talented, charming, and unparalleled in chivalry", flying in like a butterfly through flowers, her delicate and flawless face full of teasing, watery eyes.
Her onion-like slender fingers gently scraped her pink cheeks, revealing the tender red fingertips that had been coated with impatiens juice.
Mu Yun's face felt hot for some reason, and he was stunned on the spot. Seeing that he didn't answer, Yan Ting put her hands on her hips and pouted: "Damn it, Xiao Mu, Sister Ting dares to ignore you even if she says hello.
You just got a little limelight, but your tail is already raised?"
Seeing that Mu Yun was still calm, Xiao Lei curled his lips and said: "It seems that I really got it right. This little vixen is so beautiful. But what the hell is 'Xiao Mu'? Lao Gu, you are
Isn’t his name ‘Qi Xuegu’?”
Mu Yun secretly wiped the cold sweat, and Yan Ting also noticed Xiao Lei at this time, and couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's not enough to come by myself, but I will borrow flowers to offer to Buddha. Xiao Mu, tell me honestly, do you plan to bring this younger brother of the Yue family to you?"
Kidnapped and sold around?"
Mu Yun turned a deaf ear and just coughed and said, "Why are you here alone? Where are Miss Shenxiang and the others?"
Yan Ting came to sit next to Mu Yun, pursed her lips and chuckled, "Sister Xiu is having an affair with Xiao Zhuni. I would like to warn you, don't have any ideas about Sister Xiu, otherwise you will look good on her."
Hearing this, Mu Yun secretly cried out that he was wronged, but Xiao Lei became more and more suspicious and said: "Why did another sleeve sister show up? Lao Gu, you look like an ugly guy, but you didn't expect that you are really a playboy. Hmph... Young Master
You should talk to the woman in the iron mask when you have time, lest she get fooled by you."
Mu Yun was squeezed out by Yan Ting and Xiao Lei, and he had no choice but to reprimand in a low voice: "What nonsense? I have my whole heart for A Bing, and this heart can be seen day by day. Heroine Yan Ting, Master Lei, you two
Please keep your words in mind."
Yan Ting smiled and said with joy: "Little brother, you are really sharp-eyed. You have recognized Xiaomu's true face so quickly. We can be considered heroes and have the same vision, right?"
Xiao Lei glanced at Yan Ting and said calmly: "I don't dare to take it seriously. I think you haven't even got haircuts yet. You're very young and put on makeup and makeup, and you still imitate other people's swagger. But be careful of being called a little vixen."
"
He was acting in an old-fashioned way. Even though Yan Ting was funny, she couldn't help but blush slightly. After a pause, she joked: "Yes! Of course, this heroine is not as good as you, little brother. At such a young age, she dares to come to someone's house to propose marriage.
, and I’m not afraid of being called a little bitch.”
Her words really touched the sore spot of Xiao Lei. His little face suddenly tightened and he said coldly: "The man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried. Why can't I propose marriage? It's better than some shameless people."
A little vixen who knows that someone else is already in a couple, but insists on stepping in to stir up trouble."
Yan Ting has always boasted that people are loved by everyone, and flowers bloom when they meet, regardless of gender, and it is accepted by all ages. Moreover, it was just a joke, but she really didn't expect that Xiao Lei would get angry. At the moment, she was both embarrassed and confused.
Wrongful and stunned.
Mu Yun was greatly embarrassed when he saw this, and quickly tried to persuade him: "Okay, okay, you two have a rest first and drink a cup of tea to calm down. And Yan Ting, what you promised to give me yesterday will be returned to me today."
Have you brought it?"
Only then did Yan Ting come to her senses, she lowered her head and spat: "Damn Xiao Mu, you stingy, do you have any valuable things? Humph... I am too lazy to bring your tattered belongings, wait until A Heng brings them.
Give it back to you."
Mu Yun breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but look happy. Xiao Lei also felt something in his heart. He hesitated for a moment and then said calmly: "By the way, Lao Gu, the thing you gave me last night is considered a gift or a loan. From now on,
Do you want me to pay you back?"
Mu Yun burst into laughter, and then said sincerely: "I already said it last night, for me, that thing is just the icing on the cake, but for you, it is a timely help, so what's the point of giving it to you?"
Xiao Lei snorted softly and said: "Then I also said that if you are short-handed and soft-spoken, you can't owe a debt of gratitude. So what kind of help do you want from me? Tell me now. Don't
Then hide it and tuck it in."
Mu Yun still had worries in his heart, fearing that Xiao Lei would regard him as a follower of the businessman Jia Yi, so he still said with emotion: "Master Lei is too worried. I really feel that I am particularly close to you, so I am willing to help you, but
I don’t mean to plot anything against you.”
Although Xiao Lei was young, he had a clever mind. Seeing Mu Yun's prevarication, he took out a crystal piccolo from his sleeve, held it in the palm of his hand and handed it to him: "It's okay if you don't want to say it, but I will never take advantage of it."
In exchange for your advantage, this 'Yijin' flute will be exchanged, and you must accept it from me."
Mu Yun realized that this was the piccolo that Xiao Lei used to smash the Bing Xin Sword yesterday. It seemed to be a rare treasure indeed. But his original intention was to make friends with Xiao Lei, so he said seriously: "Master Lei, Mrs.
You're welcome, but I will never accept this flute."
Unexpectedly, Xiaolei seemed to be determined by the weight of the scale, and he was determined to give it away. The two of them were pushing each other for a while, neither of them compromised, but Yan Ting, who was watching, had her eyes gleaming, and she was full of hope that she would be able to give him away.
The 'Yijin' piccolo is in the bag.
Mu Yun gradually couldn't resist, and he coughed helplessly and said: "If Master Lei is really feeling sorry for himself, just think that I lent it to you. In fact, this bead is growing on you, absorbing the cold air in your body, and it has no effect on you."
It's also of great benefit to you, and it won't be too late to return it to me after you recover."
Xiaolei was startled when he heard this, then his face turned pale, and he stammered: "What...what? You...you want me to...raise it? You...you bead...what the hell..."
Mu Yun looked at Xiao Lei's frightened and embarrassed look, and felt that Zhang Er Jingang was confused. Yan Ting was also confused, and muttered to herself: "What kind of beads are there? Could it be that river oysters want to give birth to pearls?"
Xiao Lei, who was already full of fear, immediately lost control after hearing this, and couldn't help but angrily yelled: "You! Little vixen!" In the scolding, the piccolo had already been thrown out of his hand, and it shot straight towards Yan Ting's eyebrows like an arrow from the string.
This time, Xiao Lei was overly irritated, and his attack was extremely ruthless. There was only a table between them, and Yan Ting could no longer dodge.
Fortunately, Mu Yun had quick eyesight and quick hands. He grabbed Yan Ting's seat and tilted her seat back at the same time. At the last moment, he was able to avert the danger.