He looked so polite and bookish, how could he say such confusing words?
After the man in white had finished lecturing his followers, he turned his gentle eyes to Yan Qiqi and said with a faint smile, "My surname is Mo, and my name is Cheng Yu. May I ask what your last name is?"
Looking at the humble and beautiful man in front of her, she always felt that something was wrong. However, Yan Qiqi still replied politely: "My surname is Yan, and my given name is Qi. You can call me Ah Qi."
"Okay, Ah Qi, let's get into the carriage and talk, otherwise we won't be able to reach Yicheng when it gets dark." Mo Chengyu made an invitation gesture.
Yan Qiqi lowered her eyes and saw a series of obvious footprints behind the master and servant, and knew that they were all people who did not know martial arts.
The higher the level of internal strength, the lighter the footprints. There are almost no footprints left behind the path Yin Tianjue walked. Even the footprints of the fat black man Shang Nan are relatively light.
The footprints of these two people are clearly visible, and they are obviously just ordinary people.
Since people are so kind, there is a reason to shirk it. It is indeed a hundred times better to sit in a carriage than to lie on the roof.
So, Yan Qiqi followed and got on the carriage.
After entering the carriage, I discovered that it turned out to be a simple carriage on the outside, but it was comfortably and luxuriously decorated inside.
"Ah Qi, please sit down." Mo Chengyu sat on the soft couch, patted his side and motioned for her to come and sit.
Yan Qiqi nodded slightly at him, cupped her fists and said, "Thank you, Mr. Mo."
Then, he sat on a pillar next to the short table.
She and he had just met, and it was inconvenient to sit on someone else's soft couch.
What's more, keeping a certain distance from others helps to set up defenses. Although I know that their master and servant do not know martial arts, it is still better to be careful.
When Mo Chengyu saw that she did not sit over, he did not continue to insist. He took out a paper fan and shook it slowly.
"Ah Qi, please use the fruit cakes on the counter with your leisure. You're welcome."
Yan Qiqi smiled lightly at him and said, "Thank you, Mr. Mo. I brought some dry food with me. I just ate it and I'm not hungry yet."
She would not try food from strangers lightly. Last time, Yin Tianjue served her a dish, so it was better to be careful this time.
Seeing that she refused to eat, Mo Chengyu's beautiful face showed disappointment.
He bent down and held his chin with both hands, curling his red lips, as if he was an angry little daughter-in-law: "Ah Qi, I treat you as a friend, why do you still call me Mr. Mo? You can just call me Ah Yu.
Already."
"Uh..." Black lines suddenly appeared on Yan Qiqi's forehead. Just now, this person was an elegant person, but now he has become a thousand-year-old man.
Also, she had just met him and didn't know each other well yet, so he started to be so warm to her. Isn't it a bit much?
At this time, the boy outside got his head in and said to Mo Chengyu: "Young master, pay attention to your image. Don't you want to be a gentleman? A scholar and gentleman will not use this kind of tone and expression."
After saying that, he got out again.
"Yes, why did I forget it again?" Mo Chengyu slapped his forehead, looking like he suddenly realized something.
Then, he hurriedly straightened up, picked up his paper fan and fanned it gracefully, his face also regained his thousand-year-old face, and then a spring breeze-like smile appeared on his face.
He turned his phoenix eyes to Yan Qiqi, "I wonder where Ah Qi's family lives?"
Yan Qiqi was confused by his inexplicable behavior. Who was this person?
One moment she is as gentle as jade, and the next moment she is as innocent as a child.