Xiaolan shook the Heipi in her hand, "Heipi is back."
"Black skin?" The Taoist priest frowned slightly, then opened his eyebrows, "Oh, this is black skin, I thought..."
I thought you were holding a big ball of mud.
"What are they talking about?" The fool asked when he saw the people from the General Assembly gathering around and talking.
"Just tell me about taking over the work here. It doesn't matter if you didn't hear it," Luo Jiutian said, "Where did you find the black one? Wasn't it lost in Luliang?"
"It said it was stuck in the luggage carousel at the airport, and it has been wandering around Fuxuan Airport these days," Xiaolan said. "It smelled my scent in Li Muyuan's car, so it sneaked into the car.
Back."
Luo Jiutian looked at Hei Pi with disgust, "How could it be like this at the airport? The airport is not that dirty."
"You're the one who's dirty!" Black Pi yelled angrily, "Try rolling around in the baggage carousel and in the corners of the airport a few times!"
Xiao Lan patted Hei Pi on the head, "Hei Pi, don't be rude."
"Isn't polite?" Luo Jiutian was stunned for a moment, "Is this little guy scolding me?"
"No...no..."
"It must have scolded me!"
"Really not..."
On the other side, the three fools quietly came to Qin Yin's side and listened quietly to the conversation of the group of people in the association together with Qin Yin.
Baomu put his head close to Qin Yin's ear and asked in a suppressed voice, "Sister Xiaoyin, let me ask you a question."
Qin Yin glanced at Baomu strangely, "What's the question? Just ask."
"Do you know what Xiaolan's favorite food is?"
The ears of Fool, Baomu and Wenling all stood up.
"Xiaolan's favorite food..." Qin Yin didn't expect this question at all, and suddenly felt a little funny, "Isn't this on display? Biscuits."
The three people's shocked expressions were all frozen on their faces.
Qin Yin looked at the three people in turn in disbelief, "You don't know, right?"
"We... uh... Xiaolan told you, right?" the fool asked.
"Does Xiaolan need to tell me this? She eats more biscuits than all of us combined. Any fool knows that Xiaolan loves this stuff the most, right?" Qin Yin glanced at the fool with disdain, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, even this...
I don’t know, but don’t let Xiaolan know, otherwise she will be so sad, huh? You are incompetent guardians."
"You don't have to worry about that. I will buy a cart of biscuits for her tomorrow." The fool said.
And Xiaolan was already sad.
"Sister Xiaoyin, let me ask you a second question," Baomu asked again, "Who is Xiaolan's favorite person?"
Qin Yin blinked and said without hesitation, "Of course it's me!"
This sentence was a bit loud, causing the conversation of those in the club to stop. A group of people looked at Qin Yin curiously, and Qin Yin had to wave his hands apologetically, and pulled the three of them to Xiaolan.
"Come on, come on, Xiaolan, tell me, is your favorite person your sister Xiaoyin?"
Before Xiaolan could explain it to Luo Jiutian, she was dragged into another Shura field, and even the Taoist priest intervened.
"Xiaoyin should indeed be Xiaolan's favorite sister," the Taoist priest said with an elegant smile, "but when it comes to my favorite person, maybe not."
In other words, sorry, it's me.
"Taoist priest, please go away. You are standing next to Xiaolan and she is under pressure." Qin Yin dragged the Taoist priest away and asked Xiaolan, "Xiaolan, isn't it me you like the most?"
"I...I..."
Under the gaze of a circle of people, Xiaolan wished she could spiral into the sky immediately.
"Oh, please don't embarrass Xiaolan," Luo Jiutian said, watching the fun and not taking it too seriously, "I don't think any of you are good at it. Xiaolan's favorite is Jasmine."
"Jasmine has only been with Xiaolan for a few days," Qin Yin pouted, and then pointed at the three fools, "Don't join in the fun, you don't even know Xiaolan's favorite biscuits."
"I……"
"Don't argue," Xiaolan directly raised the black leather in her hand, "It's my favorite."
"It?" Qin Yin lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Heipi, then raised his eyes to look at Xiaolan, "A ball of mud?"
Heipi only looked beautiful for a second before he shouted angrily, "You are the mud!"
Wenling pointed at Heipi and introduced, "Heipi."
"Heipi..." Qin Yin also recalled the name, "Didn't Heipi leave it in Fuxuan? Why did he come back? And he turned into a... mud ball."
Xiaolan told the story of Heipi thousands of miles to find his mother again. After listening to it, Qin Yin reluctantly understood the need for Xiaolan to say that her favorite was Heipi in front of Heipi, but the look on his face
Contempt still betrayed her.
I understand everything, Xiaolan, you are just giving this black mud ball some face, I know you still like me the most.
Luo Jiutian was enjoying watching the fun here, when he was hit hard on the back of the head by Lao Luo.
"You just want to watch the fun, go and listen quickly, Jasmine and Miaozhen are calling you."
Luo Jiutian shrank his neck and jumped over, and sure enough he saw them turning to look at him.
"Are we talking about something important?" Jasmine asked.
"Ah... uh, okay, it's not too important," Luo Jiutian asked, "What do you want to do with me?"
"Of course it's my business," Lao Luo said helplessly, "Please prepare your answer carefully for me and don't talk nonsense."
"Jiutian," Shenming said with a pale face, and the sad expression on his face became more obvious, "Originally we didn't plan to mention it, but after thinking about it, we still feel that Wu Gengtian should be responsible for the eight liang water.
…”
"Oh, you really don't have to take responsibility. What responsibility do you have?" Luo Jiutian said, "My father didn't die because of Grandpa Qiao. Moreover, people are mortal. Some are lighter than a feather, and some are heavier than Mount Tai. My father has already died."
It was worth dying."
Lao Luo on the side almost became angry to death again by Luo Jiutian's words.
After hearing Luo Jiutian's "rebellious" words, Wuliang and Shenming looked at Miaozhen in shock, while Miaozhen said "Look, I told you, he is a little abnormal."
Wuliang quickly put his arm around Li Muyuan's shoulders and pulled him aside and asked quietly, "What's wrong with Jiutian?"
"There's nothing wrong with it."
"No mental problems? No psychological problems?"
"No, he is in good physical and mental health," Li Muyuan said, "Maybe it's just plain unfilial piety."
Seeing that Luo Jiutian had made things like this again, Qin Yin and Xiaolan hurriedly came over and explained to Jasmine, "Jiutian has actually been sad for a long time. Now he just thinks about it. People always have to look forward..."
"Yes, he cried terribly."
"You didn't see..."
"That's right, that's right," Luo Jiutian stroked his chest, pretending to be heavy, "My dad will always live in my heart."