Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

The corners of Tong Qingyan's lips bend. I wonder if Bai Chuwei regrets not going to the audition?

[Tong Qingyan: @白初薇, if you need it, I will try my best to help you get a signature from the fairy teacher. ]

[Bai Chuwei: Then you may not want it anymore. ]

The smile on Tong Qingyan's face was a little frozen, her hand subconsciously squeezed the phone, a trace of displeasure flashed between her eyebrows.

What does Bai Chuwei's remark mean?

Can't curse her without signing?

Why does Bai Chuwei say that she can't get the signature of Teacher Shenxian? !

In the group, it seems that Teacher Shenxian should be a kind old grandmother, and it won't be a big problem to sign.

[Gao Qiaoqiao: @童轻颜, Yan Yan, don't pay attention to her, she just didn't participate, and now she can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour! Wait for you to send me your signature! love you. ]

I always like to echo Tong Qingyan's Baiyin, but he did not appear in the alumni group very abnormally. Instead, he was very neurotic and sent a "Old Ancestor Meimei Da" in the QQ space.

Bai Chuwei left a sentence at the end of the WeChat group of "Super Brain Learning Ba": "The difficulty of the title will increase several times, and it will be recorded in three days." She closed her phone.

Snowball screamed from the side: ‘Old ancestor, your jade slip is bright. ’

There was a square jade slip on the desk, one corner of which was slightly brightened with blue light.

The jade slips can be used for communication. Before the telephone was invented, the monks relied on the jade slips to communicate.

As for why the jade slips are still used for communication now, it is purely because the group of magic repairs in Wanwan were scared and afraid that they would be discovered by contacting them with their mobile phones. The ancestors had to give them a few jade slips.

"Miss Bai, I'm... Wanwan, the first task you gave me last time, I have already found out about the Haicheng Duan's wife, Ms. Xin Fenghua." The scimitar man was a little embarrassed. The 80kg hunk, even calling himself Wanwan.

Bai Chuwei squinted her eyes slightly: "What's the situation?"

Wanwan whispered a few words, and the expression on Bai Chuwei's face gradually became complicated, and the delicate facial features were unconsciously crumpled together.

"okay, I get it."

Bai Chuwei sat at the desk, silently looking at the night outside the window, a full moon hovering above the sky, feeling a little unbeautiful.

I don’t know what Duan Feihan would feel if he knew this news...

Bai Chuwei was silent for a while, got up and went downstairs and walked towards the kitchen.

Housekeeper Li watched Bai Chuwei enter the kitchen, and took out the flour for making mooncakes, so that her legs became soft. "Miss, if you want to eat mooncakes, I tell the chef to make them."

Bai Chuwei has no sense of ritual. For festivals such as the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Spring Festival, she often fails, so Steward Li never thought that Bai Chuwei would come to the kitchen to make mooncakes at night!

Bai Chuwei waved her hand to let Housekeeper Li go out slowly, so she had to save him without being scared of a heart attack.

Bai Chuwei was with flour, thinking about what stuffing, a magnetic voice came from behind: "Five-ren."

Duan Feihan came down from the direction of her bedroom on the second floor and walked towards her. He glanced sideways at the flour in the kitchen, and the various fillings and seasonings that the housekeeper Li helped Bai Chuwei take out.

What he dislikes the most is Wuren stuffing.

Bai Chuwei suddenly realized: "Five benevolent? Good."

Duan Feihan remained silent: "Who are you making mooncakes for?"

Not surprisingly, it was her white moonlight again.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is just these few days. It is estimated that Bai Chuwei remembered the white moonlight again, and wanted to make some mooncakes by hand to pay homage to her.

Bai Chuwei looked a little strange: "Here you are."

Duan Feihan: "...Can you change the stuffing?"