In the blink of an eye, Nangong Sheng had thought a lot and finally concluded that the Ninth Prince took the opportunity to take revenge because he peeped

But isn't he curious?

"Ninth Prince, I was wrong. You, the boss, have a lot of money. Please spare me this time." Nangong Sheng begged pitifully. He didn't want to run to death.

"You Fenghua students are so useless. You ran so far ahead of time and were overtaken by Wuhua students. As a member of the student union and the leader of the students, don't you want to prove your strength and save some face for Fenghua?"

"Mo Qianyi said with a faint smile.

Nangong Sheng wants to cry, but he doesn't want to

Fenghua's face needs to be saved by him alone. He is not the savior of the world.

The most important thing is to let a person who is not good at running laps run more than 10,000 laps. This is definitely murder.

Ninth Prince, please let me go

Mo Qianyi looked at him indifferently, with an expression of "you have to figure it out yourself".

Nangong Sheng was resisting in his heart, but his legs were honest, and then he started running in circles along the track.

"This kid is quite interesting. His body is more honest than his mouth," Feng Qiyue said with a smile.

"My child, this child is much older than you," Mo Qianyi reminded.

"You can't judge age by age. Mu Tianyu is older than me, so why don't you call me mother?" Feng Qiyue said matter-of-factly.

"It makes sense for you to understand it this way," Mo Qianyi sighed.

Feng Qiyue smiled a little bit, then glanced at Mu Tianya who was resting beside him and said: "Your Excellency Mu Tianya seems to be a little leisurely."

"Little girl, aren't you quite free?" Mu Tianya reminded after hearing this.

"I'm not free. I'm supervising with the Ninth Prince. You, the old man, are really free." Feng Qiyue said with a smile.

"Don't call me old man, I'm still young," Mu Tianya said.

"Is Mr. Mu Tianya also an old man who cares about age?" Feng Qiyue asked curiously.

old man

Really heartbreaking

Mu Tianya's eyes were so depressed that he didn't want to talk to Feng Qiyue anymore.

Isn’t the little girl so boring that she doesn’t even let him go?

"I didn't know that Your Excellency Mu Tianya lived a long life," Feng Qiyue asked again.

The word "longevity" obviously made Mu Tianya successful in changing his face.

Mo Qianyi also felt the same way, and his face looked a little ugly.

How can a handsome and handsome man live a long life?

What’s the use of this cultivator’s age?

"Little girl, do you feel uncomfortable if you don't quarrel with others for a day?" After sighing helplessly, Mu Tianya couldn't help but ask.

"It's been quite boring lately," Feng Qiyue said with a smile.

"When you're bored for a while and the wheel battles are going on, why don't you go and have a fight to vent your excess energy and you won't be bored anymore," Mu Tianya suggested.

"I plan to go, but the lap isn't over yet, so I'll chat with you for a while first," Feng Qiyue said honestly.

"Hitting me is also called chatting," Mu Tianya asked with some resentment.

"It turns out that asking you about your age is an attack on you as a man. Why do you all care about your age?" Feng Qiyue asked in confusion.

"Who else cares?" Mu Tianya asked curiously.

"Ancestor, Luo Ning, Ninth Prince, and you," Feng Qiyue told the truth.

"Uh, isn't this normal?" Mu Tianya's eyes flickered. They were all much older than Feng Qiyue. Who wouldn't be nervous when being asked about their age by a little girl?
Chapter completed!