Zhang Moyan never expected that Xiao Xingyu would still be a pampered and arrogant character here.
But think about it, with his beauty and arrogance, even if he committed himself to others, it would still be the arrogant and domineering setting of Concubine Hua. How could he be a humble concubine and a maidservant?
If a native like Jiang Dazhu hadn't asked for help from him this time, how would he have had the chance to get his hands on this kind of heavenly vegetable? So he couldn't let the beauty be pampered by his side and be eaten to death by Teacher Xiao? p>
"Teacher Xiao!" Zhang Moyan walked up the steps and looked at Xiao Xingyu from head to toe, his eyes showing peace of mind.
Jiang Dazhu looked at Zhang Moyan with eyes.
"Xiao Xingyu, is this your son? I care about you very much."
"She is your mother!"
Jiang Dazhu's joking smile froze, and he was about to scold him because of the stress, but when Xiao Xingyu looked at him with a not so good look, he rolled his eyes and didn't reply.
Uh...
The direction of this plot seems a bit unclear.
Zhang Moyan was studying when he saw Xiao Xingyu walking down the steps with long legs, walked to Xiao Weijiang's side, and helped him dust off his body.
Xiao Weijiang grabbed Xiao Xingyu's shoulder and said, "My child, are you okay? I heard from Miss Zhang that you were detained here for two nights. They didn't do anything to you, right? If anything happens, we'll call the police. I'm not afraid because I'm here!"
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Xiao Xingyu was stunned for a moment, and the hand that was dusting him stopped.
"You old guy, stop talking nonsense!" Jiang Dazhu trotted over with his butt on fire, "What happened to Xiao Xingyu? Do you want to call the police? Open your eyes and look at him. He has missing arms and legs? Or is he unconscious due to poisoning?
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"Jiang Dazhu, why are you talking to uncle?" Xiao Xingyu's eyes were sharp.
Jiang Dazhu muttered: "Who told him to accuse him unjustly?"
Xiao Xingyu: "He is old, so are you?"
Jiang Dazhu remained silent.
Xiao Xingyu patted the dust on Xiao Weijiang's arm and turned around: "Jiang Dazhu, my uncle is unhappy now. What do you think we should do?"
Jiang Dazhu's eyes widened, and he pointed at Xiao Xingyu anxiously: "What do you mean? Ah? You still want me to apologize to him, you are just dreaming! When did I, Jiang Dazhu, apologize to anyone?" Xiao Xingyu raised his hand and brushed off his stubby fingers: "Did I ask you to apologize?"
Jiang Dazhu paused: "Then what do you want to do?"
Xiao Xingyu didn't reply to him. He touched the back of his neck with one hand and stretched his muscles: "I can't do it anymore. I'm a little tired." Then he looked at Zhang Moyan and said, "I'm going to rest first."
After saying that, he walked towards Zhang Moyan.
"Hey, you can't rest!" After hearing what he said, Jiang Dazhu was even more anxious than before, and grabbed Xiao Xingyu, "Why did you stop halfway through your work? Why are you tired? You
You just want to hug a woman, I know you have ulterior motives in calling a girl here in the middle of the night!"
Zhang Moyan heard the words clearly in the corridor, and suddenly the color went from the tip of his ears to the root of his neck.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Xiao Xingyu turned his head and looked at Jiang Dazhu, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars.
Jiang Dazhu held his pockmarked face motionless for at least half a minute, and finally let go in frustration: "Tell me, what do you want?"
"This is how you behave," Xiao Xingyu smiled like a villain, reaching out to circle Xiao Weijiang in front of Jiang Dazhu: "Look, my uncle's mouth is drooping now. He is in a bad mood, which makes me not in the mood to do anything for you.
.If you can make his mouth curl up, I will continue!"
Xiao Weijiang on the side was already comparing the status of the enemy and ourselves, and he cooperatively raised his hands in an arrogant manner.
Jiang Dazhu's eyes widened, what? Doesn't this mean that he wants to please Xiao Weijiang? Isn't this much harder than apologizing?!
"Xiao Xingyu..." Jiang Dazhu gritted his teeth.
"Huh?" Xiao Xingyu winked at him confidently.
Jiang Dazhu had some inner thoughts and gritted his teeth: "Okay!"
Then he turned around and immediately put on a flattering face towards Xiao Weijiang: "Uncle, look at this kind of activity in the middle of the night, you won't be able to sleep for a while, right?"
Xiao Weijiang crossed his arms in a high posture and said "Yes" in an arrogant voice: "Of course! My whole body hurts so much that I can't even explain it!"
Just when Jiang Dazhu was about to poke Xiao Weijiang's face with his finger, he glanced at Xiao Xingyu, coughed twice, made a meaningless circle with his finger in the air and put it back. Finally, in a relatively equal tone, he asked Xiao Weijiang naturally: "
Play mahjong or not?"
When Xiao Weijiang heard this, he was sure that this was a signal from the other party to send money, and his eyes suddenly lit up! But it was hard to show that he was very interested, so he still put on a high air: "If you want me to be happy, push Pai Gow!"
Jiang Dazhu's face turned pale, knowing that this old guy was poking his nose and face, and just about to spit out his mouth, Xiao Xingyu stretched out, and then he grinned again, "Oh, I can play whatever I want!" Then he waved his hand to the younger brother next to him, and the two smart young men immediately went up and hugged Xiao Weijiang: "Uncle, I am a newbie in Pai Gow! I just happened to give you some pointers! Let's go, let's go, it's too cold outside, hurry up and talk!"
Uncle, why did you come out wearing so little?"
A group of people followed Xiao Weijiang into the main room.
Jiang Dazhu pointed a finger at Xiao Xingyu and wanted to curse something, but Xiao Xingyu looked at him with a fascinating and playful face. He pointed for a long time without saying a word, and finally turned around.
Circle: "Xiao Xingyu, your temper makes it easy to offend people! If it had been anyone else..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Xingyu already said disapprovingly: "I can't help it. I just have a bad temper and someone likes me."
Speaking of being liked, Jiang Dazhu looked at Zhang Moyan beside him.
The evidence was overwhelming, and he had nothing to say. He spat on the ground to express his jealousy: "I, the Prime Minister, have a lot of energy in my heart. I won't argue with you. Just remember to do your job well for me!"
He shook the coat he was wearing majestically, put on his slippers and went in to serve Xiao Weijiang.
Zhang Moyan and Xiao Xingyu were the only two people left in the patio.
The cool breeze of the night blew on my face, and a piece of light fell on the patio, illuminating Xiao Xingyu's slender figure. The corners of his lips were slightly curved, and a charming smile appeared. In the darkness, he looked like a wilderness or a quagmire.
, the only light in the ruins.
Xiao Xingyu put one hand in his pocket and looked at Zhang Moyan, who was holding a cloth bag in his hand, with a smile in his eyes.
Although Zhang Moyan was still confused at this time, she was certain of one thing.
Xiao Xingyu was not bullied by Jiang Dazhu, let alone bullied in that way. A person like him who can fight with capable people at the top and defeat local cowards can be arrogant no matter where he is and does not need anyone to worry about him at all.
Thinking of what she had been thinking about before, she wanted to laugh, and then the man walked up.
"What are you laughing at? It looks so pretty?"
Zhang Moyan shook her head, Xiao Xingyu deliberately kept a straight face, but she still shook her head.
If he knew about the things that hurt her, she probably wouldn't live to return to Shen Hai.
"Teacher Xiao," Zhang Moyan changed the subject before Xiao Xingyu asked, "What have you been doing here for two days? You couldn't even tell me on the phone. Wouldn't it be... illegal?"
Xiao Xingyu looked at her leisurely, as if thinking for a moment, then lowered his head mysteriously: "What am I doing, you want to know?"
Zhang Moyan looked at Xiao Xingyu and their eyes met for a while.
She thought to herself: Your eyes clearly say that you really want to tell me.
