"Why don't I call you Big Brother, Big Brother Pei, Brother Pei... Big Brother Pei!"
As the saying goes, whoever has breasts is the mother, not to mention Concubine Mo Fei, who is almost hungry enough to be sensible. That is, if he asks her to call him daddy, she might just accept it. At worst, add the word "godfather", anyway.
, godfather, the extra money should not be wasted!
"..." The corners of Pei Yulou's speechless eyes twitched, and his whole body was covered with goosebumps... In the past, when women called him Brother Pei, he found it useful. Why is it so awkward for this woman to call him Brother Pei?
"Why don't you pledge yourself to me?"
This time it was Concubine Mo Feitu, "You want me to commit myself to you after just one meal. Do you think I'm worth this little?"
"That depends on how handsome and elegant my young master is. Otherwise, if a bad old man were to give you a hundred meals, give you ten thousand taels of silver, or save your life, you wouldn't sacrifice your life.
I promise not,
So... the value of this thing also depends on the person. Like me, even if it is a little effort, there are still a lot of people willing to give their lives..." Pei Yulou praised himself without being shy at all, and gave Concubine Mo Fei
Makes the whole body tremble
She originally thought that her own brother was already pretty enough, and thought that she had subconsciously accepted the virtue of being pretty, but she didn't expect... this man's degree of prettyness has reached an extraordinary level!
Idol, in the future, if there is a chance, she should let her brother from the Mo family worship her. He will definitely become a like-minded friend!
"Okay, okay, now, can we let our elegant and elegant Pei Dada go find some food for the little girl?" Concubine Mo Fei clasped her hands together with an expression of begging!
Pei Yulou stood up and looked back, "Are you sure you only want a little?"
"..." Concubine Mo Fei was stunned for three seconds. When she saw that he had already climbed up the beam and was about to get out through a small window above the beam, she felt anxious. She didn't want a little bit. She had been hungry all day.
He shouted three times decisively, "I want a lot, a lot... chicken legs, duck legs... or pig's trotters..."
I was already exhausted from hunger, but these words made me full of energy!