Mrs. Waste Wood Exploded Again

  Chapter 39 Our Young Master

   "I..." Qi Hao paused, "I don't."

   "Oh, then stay a few more days."

"But……"

  Feng Xun caressed the kitten with his fingers, and raised his eyes suspiciously: "You don't want to stay here any longer, is there something wrong at home?"

  Qi Hao was a little flustered. Facing the girl's blank eyes, he finally gritted his teeth: "No, I'm just afraid of causing trouble for you."

   "Oh, no trouble. After all, they don't dare to bother me."

"Ok……"

   Qi Hao lowered his head, so Feng Xun didn't see the worry flashing in his eyes.

  …

   Ink came to peep from the Mo Mansion...Bah, when he came to protect Feng Xun, he happened to see a young man standing in front of Feng Xun.

  The young man looked about fourteen or fifteen years old. He was thin and thin. His clothes were simple and shabby, and his appearance was clean and delicate.

   This discovery made Momo's heart tighten, and his face was a little flustered.

  Are you going to report this matter to your son? Young Master clearly has an interest in Young Lady Feng, if Young Master finds out...will she break Young Lady Feng's legs?

"Hi."

   Just when the ink was full of tangle, a hand fell on his shoulder.

He raised his hand abruptly, patted the hand on his shoulder, turned his head impatiently, and at that moment, a smiling face was reflected in his eyes, so close that he was so frightened He screamed and rolled off the beam.

   was covered in embarrassment.

  The girl jumped down and landed in front of Ink. She put her arms around her chest and looked down at Ink, who was lying on the ground with her feet upside down, with a smile on her face.

   "Brother, you are late today, it's already three poles in the sun, why did you come?"

   Mo's face turned blue and white, he pointed at Feng Xun: "You..."

  Feng Xun smiled warmly: "I don't like people pointing fingers at me, otherwise, I can't guarantee what I will do."

   This sentence, so frightened Momo immediately retracted his hand, a little afraid to look directly into Feng Xun's eyes.

   "How did you find me?"

  Feng Xun twisted his finger: "Well, since the day you came with Mo Qianqiu."

  “…”

   The ink surface is like ashes.

   Originally, he didn't want to recruit the young master, but as a result... this girl understood everything in her heart.

   This time, the son has met his opponent.

   "As a person, I have never liked people who are not punctual," the girl raised her eyebrows, smiling wildly and wanton, "You always show up on time to monitor me, why are you late today? If you don't give me an explanation..."

Momo raised his head and saw the girl's smiling eyes, and he shuddered: "I heard that the little prince got out of bed today, and went to beat him up. After the beating, he had to find my son to report back, so he was late. "

"Well," the girl bent down and looked directly at the man who was paralyzed on the ground and didn't dare to move. "You beat up the little prince? What? He peeked at your master taking a bath? He even touched him twice? So you The master hates him?"

   As thunder rolled, Ink was dumbfounded. He looked at Feng Xun in astonishment: "Miss Feng, you just said... The little prince touched my son?"

   "Otherwise? Why does your master hate him so much?" Feng Xun shrugged.

  In the beginning, she was chased and killed by that **** Fu Qianqiu for ten years!

"But……"

   But isn't the master for you?

   Before he could say this sentence, the ink fell silent.

   ps: Sorry for the late writing today, I will walk the dog and come back to continue writing.

   (end of this chapter)