Chapter 164: Returning to the rivers and lakes to meet an old friend by chance 10
I believe grandpa can understand what I mean. He is a smart man and can quickly understand the priorities of things.
Sure enough, as soon as I finished speaking, grandpa made a feint and disappeared into the lobby with Xiaomi.
Mu Yiqing looked in the direction where her grandfather disappeared and exclaimed, "What a light kung fu!!"
"Master, what do you think?" The man in Tsing Yi beside Mu Yiqing asked if he wanted to catch up with grandpa.
"Mengshan, you guys can't catch up, so don't waste your efforts." Mu Yiqing waved to Meng Shan and motioned for them to step back. Then, Mu Yiqing turned her eyes to me, looked me up and down, and then said:
"Girl, can you tell me your maiden name?"
"My name is very rustic. Do you really want to know, sir?" I smiled brightly at Mu Yiqing and asked.
"Of course." Mu Yiqing replied without hesitation.
"Big." I smiled at Mu Yiqing and winked at him.
Mu Yiqing looked at me stupidly, as if she didn't understand what I said. I added: "Sir, my name is Dada."
Mu Yiqing seemed to have calmed down. He looked at me blankly for a long time before a smile flashed in his eyes: "Oh, my dear. The girl's name is indeed as interesting as the girl."
After a pause, he added: "Is this really the girl's name?"
My expression did not change, and I smiled and said: "False is also true, and truth is also false. I told the young master my name, but the young master is doubting the authenticity of my name. In this case, why do you need to ask more questions?"
"Wonderful. The person I like is extraordinary." Mu Yiqing pretended to be cool and turned to look at everyone, and then said: "Let's all leave. I have fun tonight. Drive these people away.
Inn."
"Yes, young master." Meng Shan immediately bowed his hands and took the order to leave.
The others quickly dispersed. Mu Yiqing glanced at me, then leaned towards my face, looked at me carefully, and asked, "Girl, we know each other."
This time, he was not asking me, but an affirmative sentence. He was sure that I knew him.
"Young Master, I don't know you. Can you please be kind and let me go?" I tried to ask, not wanting to become the object of Mu Yiqing's games. He seemed to treat me as amusement because he was bored.
But what is it about me that seems interesting? If a handsome young man like him is interested in my appearance, there must be something wrong with his eyes. Or maybe his aesthetic ability is questionable.