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Chapter Eight Eating Cousin Tofu

"Qiu Yan, why is that man always staring at me?" Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows in confusion and asked E Qiuyan next to her, "Isn't it because I owed him money before..."

"Miss, look what you said, this is your cousin Lanfeng, don't you remember..." Qiu Yan suddenly fell silent as if he remembered something.

"Qiu Yan, don't mind. I know I was a fool before, so I'll ask you for the dishes now." Su Xiaoxiao didn't take it seriously. The title of fool was not taboo to her, especially since this title can now be said to be...

A death-free gold medal.

After all, for normal people like them, whatever they do is abnormal, so it doesn't matter.

"Miss, he is your Wenmo cousin, but it can be seen that Miss Yan'er likes him very much, so she will never ask you to appear in normal times..." Before Qiu Yan could finish speaking, he saw Su Xiaoxiao standing there.

He stood up and shouted to Wen Mo in the distance, "Cousin Wen Mo, I'm here! Come here quickly!"

"Miss!" Qiu Yan saw Su Xiaoxiao's actions and was so frightened that he immediately pulled Su Xiaoxiao down, "Don't, Miss Yan'er..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw Su Yan'er walking closely behind Wen Mo. Qiu Yan secretly complained in her heart. This was terrible. She was not sure how Miss Yan'er would bully her own daughter. Although this Yan'er

Miss Er is very charming, but in comparison, her own lady is very pretty and lovely. If she really wants to find a wife, Qiu Yan actually thinks that her own lady has the upper hand, but because the lady is a little stupid, so the marriage

It has only been delayed so far.

"Hey, Qiu Yan, what's the background of this cousin Wenmo?" Su Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered that he didn't know the details of this person at all. It seemed that he would have to cross a small bridge to get over, so Su Xiaoxiao was anxious to collect information.

"This..." Su Xiaoxiao asked, and Qiu Yan was stunned. Then he said, "I heard that he is the son of an old acquaintance of the master. As for what he does specifically, I'm really not sure."

"So mysterious?" Just when Dai Xiaomi was thinking about the origin of Wen Mo, Wen Mo and Su Yan'er had already walked over.

"Bold slave, why are you looking at your young lady? Don't you know there is a distinguished guest?" Although Su Yaner's words were scolding Qiu Yan, her eyes were staring straight at Su Xiaoxiao.

Because Su Xiaoxiao must have cowered in a corner as scared as before, so that he would have a reason to let Qiu Yan take this dead girl away, but he didn't expect that Su Xiaoxiao didn't look scared.

But when she jumped into Wen Mo's arms, she rubbed Wen Mo's chest and said, "Cousin Wen Mo, I miss you so much..." This not only made Su Yan'er's face turn green with anger, but also made Qiu Qiu

Yan was so frightened that his legs almost gave out and he knelt on the ground.

However, this made Wen Mo feel a little strange, but he didn't feel any rejection towards Su Xiaoxiao's closeness. Although he usually came to the Prime Minister's Mansion not very often, he saw Su Xiaoxiao a lot.

Young Master, I came here on purpose this time, but I didn’t expect that I would see something like this.

"Come down here quickly! How unbecoming!" Su Yan'er almost screamed, but she looked at Su Xiaoxiao and was not moved, so Su Yan'er turned her eyes to Qiu Yan and shouted, "Miss you?

I can’t even look at it! What’s the use of having slaves like you?”

"It's so scary..." Su Xiaoxiao pointed at Su Yan'er with a trembling hand, and then buried her head deeper in Wen Mo's arms.


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