I went back in the middle of the night, but I had a good night's sleep. I slept very peacefully and woke up at midnight.
When Yajian went to dine, she saw a familiar figure next door from the corner of her eye, wearing the human skin mask she made last time that brought disaster to the country and the people.
It's really haunting.
I asked the waiter and he said, "You mean next door? That young man also lives in our Xianyun Inn, and he happens to live next door to you."
Mu Lingbo held the tea, covered half of his face, and sneered three times, "What a coincidence."
Mu Xiaobao ordered a table of his favorite food, then put his face in his hands on the table and looked at his mother, "My mother is getting more and more beautiful!"
Mu Lingbo leaned forward, lazily supporting his face with his left hand, and tapping his fingers casually on the table with his right hand, "What do you want?"
"No, just enjoying it."
"Do you think I recognized you on the first day?" Mu Lingbo stopped his fingers, raised his eyelids suddenly, and said boredly, "You obviously often complain about my mother. When you praise me, you either want to ask for permission or you have done something wrong.
Forgive me. Hurry and confess and be lenient!"
Mu Xiaobao lay on the table melancholy, "Xiaobao is not my mother's fault. Why doesn't my mother believe in Xiaobao? In fact, sometimes Xiaobao is sincere, and he is not flattering every time."
"Is it true sometimes? So when you flatter me, are you really lying..."
"Mom, you are so accurate in your focus. Xiaobao is under great pressure."
Mu Lingbo snorted, "It would be weird if I trust you again. Mother will never tell you stories again."
Mu Xiaobao quietly approached Mu Lingbo and rubbed her hand with his head, "Mom, don't be arrogant, it's actually like this. Xiaobao got some inspiration from the old grandma when she gave Uncle Xiahou the roster."
"What do you want to do?"
"Xiaobao also wants to write a blind date list for my mother. Otherwise, it would be inconvenient for my mother to check it all if I have to keep it in my head."
"Clang" seemed to be the sound of breaking porcelain next door.
"Oh, good idea."
Mu Xiaobao continued, "But Xiaobao doesn't know much about literacy, and his mother often says that Xiaobao's handwriting is too ugly. When she sees Xiaobao's handwriting, she wants to copy it. So Xiaobao doesn't dare to write very much."
Mu Lingbo glanced at him sideways, "So you were actually flattering me just now because you were afraid that I would punish you by copying books and practicing calligraphy, right?"
Mu Xiaobao innocently opened his watery eyes, "No, Xiaobao really thinks that my mother is beautiful again, so I am eager to find a husband for my mother to marry."
There was another sound of "哐哐哐", but it didn't affect this place at all.
When the food was being served, the waiter reminded him, "The young man next door said he wanted to treat the girl to dinner, so he dragged me here to ask if he would give me a favor. How should the girl answer?"
Mu Lingbo didn't even think about it, "I'm too lazy to move."
The waiter thought that this must be a polite refusal, "Okay girl, I understand."
Within a moment of leaving, there was already another person at the table.
Mu Lingbo and Mu Xiaobao both looked over.
Mo Jiuling raised her handsome eyebrows slightly, and her face was very calm, "The food here is really delicious."
Mu Lingbo glanced at him and shouted to the waiter, "Why hasn't my wine been served yet?"
The waiter inquired and then added, "The person below is missing, girl Haihan."
"Hey, Uncle Qingyan."
Qing Yan stood quietly at the door, staring at the jug of wine that had just been served, and said quietly, "Someone has drugged me."
