When leaving the pagoda, Mu Xiaobao, who was holding the Muqi Soul Pearl, looked up at Mo Jiuling, "Are you leaving?"
"Your mother thinks it's safer if I don't show up. Her worries are not unreasonable. I shouldn't take risks with you for my selfish desires. But don't worry, Xiaobao, this kind of life will definitely end as soon as possible."
Looking at the little face that looked down with disappointment, he added, "But I can still show up secretly and have a surprise at any time, isn't it great?"
Mu Xiaobao looked up again, "Can you pay Xiaobao regular employment fees every month? You have to pay it in person!"
Mo Jiuling smiled and said, "No problem."
Then he looked at Xiaobao, who continued to raise his head and said nothing, but looked at him expectantly. He couldn't help but frown, "I don't have the habit of carrying money with me..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a little disgust appeared in the corners of Mu Xiaobao's eyes.
"Let's do it this way, you can ask Xia Houyan and ask for whatever you want, just say it's what I want."
Ren Xiaogui Dadi said helplessly, "Okay then, I won't do it next time."
When he returned to Yaoxian Pavilion, Xia Houyan almost opened his arms to greet him, "Xiaobao, you are finally back."
Mu Xiaobao turned sideways, causing Xia Houyan's enthusiastic arms to flutter away.
Then he told him seriously, "Uncle Xiahou, it's never very convenient for Xiaobao to hold valuable things. And holding Xiaobao is very expensive..."
"Is that so? Forget it." Xia Houyan thought about it and immediately smiled, "I have sent someone to inform your mother. In order to save you this time, Uncle Xia Hou didn't sleep all night."
Mu Xiaobao climbed onto the stool with the Muqi Soul Pearl in his arms and sat down, "Uncle Xiahou, you really know how to take credit!"
The two people were tied up and thrown in. Mu Xiaobao pointed his chin, "These are the bad guys that Xiaobao captured."
Xia Houyan couldn't figure out Mu Xiaobao's meaning for a moment, "So?"
Mu Xiaobao showed his pure smile again, "Do you want credit, Uncle Xiahou? Xiaobao can sell them to you. Anyway, you are so rich, you don't care, right?"
"This..." Xia Houyan touched his chin and looked at the two unconscious people on the ground, thinking about what Mu Lingbo said not long ago. If the matter of retrieving Xiaobao has nothing to do with him, it really does.
trouble.
"When mother comes, you won't have time to think about it, Uncle Xiahou. Anyway, you owe Xiaobao so much money."
Xia Houyan was suddenly stunned, "Do I have it?"
"Yes." Mu Xiaobao suddenly smiled like a flower.
Qing Yan said calmly, "The master has told me that these two people will be handed over to Miss Mu. The money that the master owes the young master will be borne by you."
Xia Houyan suddenly turned to stone.
"Uncle Qingyan, are you leaving too?"
Qing Yan nodded, and finally warned Xia Houyan, "This is what the Lord has repeatedly told me. Mr. Xiahou will take care of it."
As soon as he finished speaking, before Xia Houyan could bargain, the voice had disappeared.
The stiff Xia Houyan managed to squeeze out a smile and looked at Mu Xiaobao, "This...how could he owe you money? Hahahaha, I didn't expect Protector Qingyan to be so humorous recently. Xiaobao, it's you
Did you teach him?"
Mu Xiaobao smiled sweetly and said, "Uncle Xiahou, you are so funny. You actually think that Uncle Qingyan can joke."
"How much does he... owe you?" Xia Houyan asked cautiously, his heart almost rising to his throat.
Mu Xiaobao thought for a moment, "I haven't thought about it yet."
