You resented, and sat down on the ground as sadly as a child: "Wow, poor old man of my age, why did you treat a brat who has a wife and forgets his mother as your good brother? Woo hoo, I
So pitiful..."
Chen Xi came close to Hua Jiazi, touched the dry and rough corners of his eyes, and said with disdain: "Old man, you have to do a full set of acting. There is no moisture in the corners of your eyes. Who are you calling to see it?"
"Shang Kexi! You!"
Hua Jiazi glared at Chen Xi, stood up from the ground angrily, patted the almost non-existent dust on his body, and said unwillingly: "Damn girl, one day I will let you call me a good grandpa!"
"Uh-huh! You have to have that ability!" Chen Xi smiled, as bright as the sun.
Huajiazi hummed and took out a yellowed book from his body, and threw it to Chen Xi with a murmur: "Here, take it, this is the score of Fuxi Qin. Here it is for you, but you are not allowed to interfere with it in the future.
It’s about me drinking.”
"I don't care, I still care about you!"
Chen Xi took the piano score and flipped through it. He found that it was no different from ordinary piano scores, and he was not interested.
Throwing the music score onto Feng Qingyang: "Your Majesty, here you go."
Feng Qingyang also flipped through the music score casually, but after reading it, he put it into his arms: "Well, the beauty in this book is so beautiful, she put it away and became a concubine!"
Hua Jiazi's half-closed eyes suddenly lit up, and he gloated in front of Feng Qingyang: "You brat, do you want to take a concubine?"
Okay, okay, it would be better to take a concubine and make this girl angry to death.
Chen Xi generously gave Hua Jiazi a hygienic eye, clenched his fist, and hummed: "Old man Hua, you can't see the world being peaceful, can you?"
How dare you encourage Feng Qingyang to take a concubine? Looking for shit!
Scanning Feng Qingyang's body with ulterior motives, he saw a certain man grinning as if he was looking forward to it, and asked Chen Xi: "Xi'er, is this concubine delicious?"
“Delicious, very delicious!”
Chen Xi nodded and seduced with a smile: "Not only is this delicious, but it's also fun, and more importantly, I'll help you lay your balls!"
"Ah? Isn't that the old hen?"
A certain man's expectant face suddenly became clouded, and he shook his head decisively: "No, no, no, I don't want old hens, old hens are so annoying!"
"Brat, don't you like catching chickens?"
Now you find the old hen annoying?
Huajiazi gave her a look of disdain, scorning this girl's hendomy!
A certain "silly prince" who took all the supercilious remarks laughed happily, and secretly leaned into Huajiazi's ear, like a child showing off his toy.
"Hehe, old man, let me tell you, I don't like catching chickens anymore!"
"Then what do you like to do?"
Feng Qingyang glanced at a little woman with a frozen smile. Just as the little woman expected, he covered his mouth and grinned. He leaned into Huajiazi's ear and shouted loudly: "Catch him."
Xi'er!"
"...Wow! Brat, you think I'm deaf for yelling so loudly?"
Huajiazi was roared by the high-decibel sound and jumped three feet high, hiding far away from Feng Qingyang.
He picked his ears and suddenly realized the words "Zhao Xi'er". He grinned and laughed loudly: "Haha, if you don't catch the chicken to catch Xi'er, that girl will take the place of the chicken! Hahaha... um...