Then he immediately turned to look at Baili Wenwen, nervous that she would be discovered.
But Baili Rouwen looked at the open window, pointed in the direction, waved to Mo Han, and jumped down in a flash.
The door was pushed open at the same time.
Guang Yang, who was outside the door, glanced around Mo Han's room with his narrow eyes, and narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Mo Han who had just gotten up from the bed and opened the door.
Just when Baili Wenwen jumped down, Mo Han lifted up the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed, then pretended to stand up and looked like he had just gotten up.
Looking at Guangyang with sleepy eyes, Mo Han said casually: "Master Guangyang, have you just finished washing yourself?"
"Yeah." Guangyang responded calmly, and then walked into the room.
He had indeed just taken a shower and was wearing a simple white robe. When he came over, he seemed to hear Mo Han talking to someone.
"Okay, Mo Han will recite it to Lord Guangyang now." Mo Han raised his head and met Guangyang's smiling eyes, but he felt even more uneasy in his heart.
Looking at Guangyang who was standing on the soft couch, looking at the soft couch for a moment and then sitting down directly, Mo Han felt uneasy in his heart.
Mo Han obediently walked to the table, picked up the tea cup, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Guang Yang respectfully, with a slightly confused look on his face: "Human?"
Just now, Mo Han felt as if the air was suffocating, but now the rain has passed and the sky is clear.
Because he is unpredictable, that's absolutely true.
After leaving the inn, Baili Wenwen looked back at Mo Han's room window, her eyes a little worried, hoping that the child could handle it.
Mr. Guangyang and Sister Baili... were sitting in the same seat.
Everyone says that Mr. Guangyang has a good temper, but he is also the hardest to offend.
"Did you hear that wrong? Could it be that Mr. Guangyang just heard me talking to myself?" Mo Han walked to the bed with a look of embarrassment, then took out a small book and said: "I used to see people on the roadside.
I couldn’t help but secretly buy the Little Man book. The sound might have been me reading just now. Sir, please don’t tell the palace master that Mo Han doesn’t practice well and only cares about having fun. Otherwise... the palace master will definitely punish him.
The ink is cold."
Mo Han felt that Guangyang's big hands were not as soft as Baili's sister at all, and they had a frightening feeling.
Fortunately, Baili Wenwen had not been sitting there for a while, so there should be no temperature.
Through Mo Han, Guangyang's eyes fell on the clean table. Then he took the tea cup in Mo Han's hand with his slender fingers, drank it, and looked at the empty cup with a deep look: "Nothing, maybe.
I heard wrong."
Guangyang's gaze swept across the open window as if unintentionally, and then fell on Mo Han. He was silent for a long time before saying, "Has anyone been here just now?"
Looking at the little book in Mo Han's hand, Guangyang's face was calm, and he couldn't see too many emotions. But Mo Han obviously felt that the air had loosened a little, and then he put a big hand on the top of his head and rubbed it.
A chuckle came: "It's normal for children to like to have fun. I won't tell the palace master. It's just... can you memorize the mental skills I taught you last time?"
I didn't expect that the Temple of Light would control a child so strictly.
She should do this herself! The risk on Mo Han's side is too great.
Walking on the street, Baili Rouwen looked at the dimly lit streets, and suddenly felt a subtle heaviness.
In particular, his eyes fell on a fox mask inadvertently.