The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

After entering the Thousand Miles Club, Mo Daosang walked upstairs sullenly as soon as he ordered the room. Although his expression was the same as usual, and every step he took was leisurely as if he was enjoying the garden, but he would always be inexplicable. It is reminiscent of him actually feeling embarrassed to avoid it.

Yan Sui even thought of an extremely serious question, if Mo Daosang regained his memory in the future, would he simply kill them to silence them when he became angry.

Wen Qionghua hid the smile in his eyes, said goodbye to Yan Sui and Song Yichen, and went upstairs behind Mo Daosang. Although Lin Wentian wanted to go up, he moved his foot and took it back.

Seeing that he had nothing to do with him, Qin Feng nodded and went upstairs, but he was very sensible, now was not the time to go to Mo Daosang's place to join in the fun, so he silently walked into his room.

It's just that the legs and feet are a little out of control.

At this moment, in the innermost room on the second floor of the inn, Mo Daosang, who was sitting at the table, couldn't help but touched the small dumpling in the basket, then picked up the tea and leaned right to the door, saying, "Ling Yi is looking for What's the matter with me?"

Wen Qionghua's shoulders seemed to shrug, and then he reached into his bosom and took out a small delicate blue purse. It could be seen that he wanted to pass it to Mo Daosang, but he took it back suddenly halfway.

If he didn't know that Wen Qionghua didn't have such a temperament, Mo Daosang would have suspected that this person was playing tricks on him: "Lingyi is very interested."

"No, I just thought of it." Wen Qionghua sat down opposite Mo Daosang, and poured himself a cup of tea, "Junhui, you used to say that I was in charge of the money, and you were only responsible for our lives, so I put it away."

Mo Daosang didn't have that kind of impression, but even though he didn't know which side of the original body twitched his head to say such words like begging for support, he would not doubt the authenticity of these words.

Just looking at Wen Qionghua's nostalgic smile, he couldn't help but feel a little intrusive.

"Dumplings, glutinous rice balls." Mo Daosang said.

Wen Qionghua thought he was ordering the menu for the evening, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Okay, Junhui, I will go to the back kitchen to inform you to add these two items later."

"No," Mo Daosang lowered his gaze, and Wen Qionghua followed to look at the table, only to see Mo Daosang's glistening white knuckles, and he said again, "This dumpling, this glutinous rice ball." At the same time Fingertips tapped twice in the basket.

Then Wen Qionghua discovered that Su Wanyan's small eyes could be seen to be widened, and then he pressed his paws up and patted the top of the smaller beast's head.

Thinking about Su Wanyan's delicate and lifeless face on weekdays, he couldn't accept that the name of Dumpling was on that face.

Even though this was Junhui's private matter, he hesitated for a while before interjecting: "Junhui, this strange beast was originally raised by you, but it was just because of fate that it was thrown out." "He has a name."

"There's a name," Mo Daosang looked very regretful, and then asked, "What is it?"

"Su Wanyan."

"A beast actually has a surname and a name. I gave this name?"

Wen Qionghua nodded, and then quickly explained: "Junhui, this little beast is not the kind that pleases everyone on the street, but a strange beast with shocking and thorough abilities, so it's not an exaggeration to have a name."

"That's it, then we won't call him Dumpling," but just as he finished speaking, Mo Daosang turned to the two little beasts who had finally fulfilled their wishes and began to wag their tails, with a slightly heavier tone, "It's just that Dumplings are not Dumplings anymore. , glutinous rice balls are still glutinous rice balls."

Then Mo Daosang saw the tail of the pitifully small white beast suddenly froze, and then slowly slipped its head under Su Wanyan's claws, looking really aggrieved.

It's a pity that Mo Daosang, in terms of cruelty, is not comparable to ordinary people. After this, he can still click someone's tail without changing his face, and then say: "The glutinous rice balls are delicious and delicious."

Xiaobai Tuanzi trembled as if he was about to be frightened, and then jumped in again.

Su Wanyan also raised his head, and looked at the tip of Modasang's finger first, before meeting Modasang.

The accusation inside was so obvious that Mo Daosang had no choice but to flatten his lit fingertips and run it on the back of the little beast a few times.

"I won't eat you, just kidding."

But this time, that Xiaotuanzi refused to talk to him no matter what.

Wen Qionghua looked at it interestingly, and was really curious about how Mo Daosang would coax these two dumplings next, but he was shocked by the momentum, no matter how reluctant he was, he had to stand up and said, "Junhui remember to come down early for dinner, I Go first."

Mo Daosang nodded lightly to show that he knew, and then his attention fell back to the table.

Wen Qionghua indulged Mo Daosang for no reason to this rare Mo Daosang who was somewhat playful.

However, after confirming that Wen Qionghua was able to go downstairs, Mo Daosang no longer cared how unwilling the little dumpling was, and put the two dumplings together on his bed with one end of his hand, and took a piece from the cabinet. Putting the bed sheet on, he called the strange beast by its name: "Wanyan."

Then a small bulge under the bed sheet began to change, and gradually emerged a young man with delicate eyebrows and long hair scattered, he was holding the corner of the bed sheet with one hand, and resting the ball in his palm on his lap with the other, only moving slightly , you can get a glimpse of the fine bone marks in the gaps.

But it doesn't arouse people's daydream at all, it only makes people's desire to hug Haosheng and care more and more out of control.

His voice was empty and ruthless as he was used to, he looked up at Mo Daosang and said, "Master."

Just looking at his eyes, it is completely different from before.

It is full of pure grievances and attachments, as clear and translucent as a child.

He has not yet learned how to express his joy with words and expressions, but his eyes are natural and expressive.

"Well," Mo Daosang answered him with words for the first time, then his eyes fell on the other dumpling, and he asked again: "Together with you?"

As soon as Su Wanyan touched the corner of Xiaotuanzi, his pupils became softer, as if he was satisfied after finding his favorite toy, he nodded vigorously.

He was so bright at this moment, Rao Mo Daosang lost his mind.

"Then stay." Mo Daosang turned his head in embarrassment after waking up, thought for a while and said, "Change back first."

Then he saw the bed sheet collapsed again, and something began to move slowly underneath, sighed, lifted the bed sheet and threw it in a corner, and pushed the door out without caring about them.

At this time, when it was time to eat, why did he still stay with two dumplings who couldn't speak at all? It was so boring.

When he went out the door and looked into the hall, everyone was already there except Qin Feng, so without thinking too much, he knocked on a room that had just noticed the movement.

Qin Feng opened the door very quickly, but he didn't move, he just stood by the door and asked him silently with his eyes, what he asked was, do you really want me to go down?

Although Mo Daosang was mainly focused on his strange beast today, he should know that he hadn't lost any of it, so he said immediately: "Xunmei is not feeling well?"

Qin Feng looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Nothing."

"Since there is no one, let's have dinner together," Mo Daosang said again, "Xunmei still has injuries on her body, so it won't work if she doesn't take good care of her."

"Brother Lao Mo is worried."

After some politeness, the two went downstairs hand in hand.

A square table in the hall was full of people. Seeing this, Song Yichen moved over to Yan Sui's stool to make room for them.

It was not easy for Mo Dao Sangsi to attach to Qin Feng, so he took the initiative to sit next to Wen Qionghua.

Qin Feng sat down on the last empty seat without any hesitation, and spread the folding fan in his hand.

It's just that once they got down, the topic that was still chatting on the table must never be brought up again.

Song Xichen is worthy of being able to make friends, and he is still not embarrassed at this time: "You all went to my valley to find medicine, I have just heard Ji Xian's talk, and I will go back to the valley for the time being, waiting for you."

"It's really disturbing." Wen Qionghua's words were right, for this medicine, he was already going to break into someone's mountain gate for the second time.

Lin Wentian thought about the bloody scene when he returned to the valley last time, so he had nothing to say for a moment.

In the end, Mo Daosang thought that after all the medicine was for him, thanked Song Yichen, and said, "Please bear with me if I disturb you."

"How could it be?" Song Yichen's face was so eye-catching, and if he smiled a little deeper, he was suspected of deliberately seducing people, "To be honest, I have been thinking about when I can invite all my friends to gather together, but I didn't expect to be rewarded." wished day."

Yan Sui saw that Song Xichen was so happy, so he stopped talking.

At this time, the food was finally brought up, and after the dishes were arranged, everyone took up their chopsticks, and the gradually neglected rule of not eating for a while was firmly established on the table.

What everyone thinks is to eat as soon as possible, and it will be fine to leave after eating.

The only way to find some fun out of this situation is to hope that the guests at the surrounding tables will have something less boring to say.

"Hey, I'm sorry for Merchant Li," a man dressed in a cloth shirt ate with side dishes on a plate, "Obviously I have accumulated countless virtues, why did this happen to me?"

"According to me, it's because Zhuangzi didn't build it right. Can that place be used as a courtyard?" Another middle-aged man at the same table sighed, "That Zhuangzi, what a pity."

"It's all fate, who knows how to make trouble if it's so good."

Mo Daosang was keenly aware of Yan Sui's momentary stiffness, and recalled that Yan Sui was also in a trance when he heard the beating, so he knew what they were talking about: "Ji Xian, if you have any worries, you might as well just say it. There are so many outstanding people present, but you are always suffering alone."

Even though Yan Sui already knew his identity, he still couldn't help feeling warm when he heard the things he had been keeping secret all along being told with such concern.

Looking into the eyes of the surrounding ones again, he thought the same, then sighed, and began to speak slowly.