Alien Arms Dealer

Xiao Cheng was aroused to gossip, held his breath, hid in the dark, and listened to the conversation between the two.

"That... Doctor Wen, I heard you're leaving tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah, since Xiao Cheng is back, there's no need for me to stay here..." Wen Xiuyuan said, "By the way, Sect Master Song, you called me here suddenly, what's the matter?"

"This..." Song Qiwen's tone was hesitant, as if there was something difficult to say, even Xiao Chengcheng, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't stand it anymore, he hesitated to say what on earth!

"Then...well, Wen...Doctor Wen, can you stay a few more days?"

"Ah?" Wen Xiuyuan was obviously taken aback, "Why? Could it be...someone in the Song family is seriously ill?"

"not at all……"

"What is that for?"

Song Qiwen sighed, "Wen...Doctor Wen, I...I want to ask you a question..."

"what is the problem?"

"About Qiheng, what do you think about him...?"

"Second Young Master?" Wen Xiuyuan thought for a while, and said, "Second Young Master, he is very nice, kind and righteous. It is my honor to have such a friend!"

"Are you friends..." Song Qiwen sighed for a long time, Xiao Cheng couldn't see his expression, and he couldn't be sure whether Song Qiwen's sigh was regret or relief.

"Sovereign Song, you are really weird tonight..."

At this time, a disciple of the Song family who was watching the night suddenly appeared behind Xiao Cheng, and shouted loudly: "Who is sneaking around there?

"

Just as Xiao Cheng stood up, he suddenly heard the sound of a sword piercing the night sky from behind, and he was so startled that he shouted loudly, "It's me, it's me! Xiao Cheng!"

Song Qiwen's movement of swinging the sword froze, and hastily withdrew his attack, "Pavilion Master Xiao?"

"It's me, it's me!" Xiao Cheng hurriedly raised his hands, "So, can you put the sword away?"

Song Qiwen put away his sword and asked: "Pavilion Master Xiao, it's late at night, what are you doing here without sleep?" Xiao Cheng's eyes flickered non-stop, and he said with a dry smile: "Hehe, I am in a hurry to urinate in the middle of the night, I have to go to the toilet , who told you to build the toilet so far away? It caused me to run so far..."

"Okay, okay, it's my servant! Now, Pavilion Master Xiao, please go back and rest quickly! Wear a thin obscene clothes and hang around outside. If you get sick, that kid Mo Ziqing will tear me down." !" Song Qiwen raised his forehead, and now he doesn't care how much Xiao Cheng listened to what he said just now, anyway, sooner or later this matter will not be hidden from Xiao Cheng.

"Speaking of which, what are you two doing here if you don't sleep in the middle of the night? Are you having a tryst?" Xiao Cheng blinked and joked.

"Xiao...Pavilion Master Xiao, don't talk nonsense..." Song Qiwen looked flustered and stuttered.

Wen Xiuyuan rushed over, grabbed Xiao Cheng's clothes, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Cheng! What nonsense are you talking about! What rendezvous? What are you thinking in your head??!!"

Xiao Cheng pinched his face with a smile, "Oh, now you're so gutsy, you dare to yell at me! What are you guys having a tryst with? Look, your little face is as red as a monkey's butt..."

"Your face is like a monkey's ass!" Wen Xiuyuan roared angrily.

"Ouch, you're getting angry from embarrassment? Tsk tsk tsk..."

Wen Xiuyuan's face turned even redder.

Wen Xiuyuan turned around and ran away in anger.

"Hey? Doctor Wen? Doctor Wen?" Song Qiwen left a word to Xiao Cheng, and then rushed to catch up with Wen Xiuyuan, "Pavilion Master Xiao, I will send Doctor Wen back. The night is cold and dewy, so you should go back and rest quickly! "

Xiao Cheng looked at the figures of the two people who had disappeared into the night, and suppressed his smile, with a trace of solemnity on his face.

Depending on the situation, Song Qiheng told Song Qiwen what he really thought in his heart. As for how it will develop in the future, it is out of his control!

The next day, Xiao Cheng and Song Qiwen bid farewell.I don't know if Xiao Cheng's words had any effect, Song Qiheng was released, and when he learned that they were going to leave, he ran all the way over and shouted, "Brother Xiao! Doctor Wen! Wait a minute!"

Xiao Cheng and the others were about to get into the car, when they heard Song Qiheng's voice, they stopped and turned their heads, "Second Young Master!"

Song Qiheng said out of breath, "Xiao...Brother Xiao, are you leaving?"

Xiao Cheng nodded, "I came here this time to pick up the little mosquito! It's not an option to let him live in Song's house!" Song Qiheng looked disappointed. "Really? I came out with great difficulty. I haven't stayed with you for a few days, and you are leaving...

... "

"There will be opportunities in the future!"

When Song Qiheng heard this, he immediately smiled, "Yes, there will be opportunities in the future..."

"Hey! Why are you dawdling!" Wen Qianxue poked her head out of the carriage and waved to the two of them. After seeing Wen Qianxue, Song Qiheng was taken aback, "Xiao...Brother Xiao, who is she...?"

"She is the little mosquito's master!"

"Master?" Song Qiheng's eyes immediately became respectful, and he smiled at Wen Qianxue, "Senior, hello!"

Wen Qianxue frowned, "Are you from the Song family?"

Xiao Cheng said: "He is the younger brother of the Sovereign of the Song family, Song Qiheng!"

"It turned out to be the second son of the Song family. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Wen Qianxue said some polite words, and said to Xiao Cheng and the others: "It's getting late, let's go!"

"Okay!" Xiao Cheng pulled Wen Xiuyuan into the carriage and waved to Song Qiheng, "Second Young Master, see you next time!"

"Goodbye!" Song Qiheng reluctantly watched the carriage disappear from his sight, his eyes showed a trace of disappointment.

The carriage was slowly moving forward on the road. Xiao Cheng always felt that Wen Qianxue's attitude towards Song Qiheng was a bit indifferent, so he asked, "Senior, have you met the second son of the Song family?"

Wen Qianxue propped her chin with one hand, looked out the window, "No."

"No?" Xiao Cheng felt strange. Since he had never seen it before, why did he feel that Wen Qianxue's attitude towards Song Qiheng was a bit unfriendly?

Is this what people say, when a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, how can she not like it?Bah, bah, what is he thinking!

"That young man... has bad eyesight!" Wen Qianxue said.

"Huh?" What is bad eyesight?

Wen Xiuyuan has been nestling at the other end of the carriage, keeping silent, staring at his shoe upper, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Little mosquito!" Xiao Cheng yelled, Wen Xiuyuan came back to his senses, raised his head and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Cheng moved to his side, and asked with a smile: "What were you thinking just now, so engrossed?"

"none of your business?"

"Hey, why don't you care about my business?" Xiao Cheng smiled and played with a lock of his hair, "Tell me, what did Song Zongzhu tell you when he sent you back last night?"

"You...what are you talking about!" Wen Xiuyuan frowned, and his cheeks turned red again. Seeing his reaction, Xiao Cheng thought of teasing him, "By the way, do you like Sect Master Song?"

Wen Xiuyuan's face turned even redder, "You, you, you...don't talk nonsense!"

"Okay, okay, I'm talking nonsense! Can't you change your lines besides this sentence?" Seeing his reaction, Xiao Cheng understood. It seems that the person who is really interested in Little Mosquito is Song Qiwen. As for Song Qiheng, As he said, I'm afraid it's just brotherhood!

Xiao Cheng stared out of the window with a solemn face, no matter which one the little mosquito chooses, it will cause harm to the other!

After returning to the famous capital, Xiao Cheng planned to go back to the Mo family with Mo Ziqing. Because of the anger that year, Xiao Cheng and his son hadn't returned to the Mo family for more than two years. Those in the Mo family missed Mo Fan very much.

The Mo family, who received the news early, were as happy as if they had exploded. The housekeeper, Mo Fu, got up excitedly early in the morning and directed a large group of servants to clean the room where Xiao Cheng lived.

"Hurry up! Change these things! There are scratches on them! Madam and the young master finally came back! You should work hard for me! If Madam is dissatisfied with anything, you don't have to do things here Now, pack up and leave as soon as possible!"

After checking the work in the main house, Mo Fu ran into the kitchen again and shouted loudly: "Prepare well for me, the young master will come back today

Come, prepare more things he likes to eat, as well as snacks!The young master is young, and it is time to grow his body, so he should eat more!

"

"Uncle Fu, don't worry! All we prepare are the young master's favorite food! In the past two years, although we have not seen the young master, we have been paying attention to the young master's every move. Every month, the suzerain will give the young master Bring back the master and madam's recipes, we have figured out the tastes of the madam and the young master, we will not let them down!"

"Hmph! It's best to know!"

Not long after Mo Fu walked out of the kitchen door, he heard a disciple of the Mo family running from a distance, shouting while running, "Madame and the young master have passed the city gate! They will be back in half an hour! "

When Mo Fu heard this, he hurriedly adjusted his appearance, and shouted: "Go, hurry up and order everyone to meet me at the door!"

Xiao Cheng hugged his son and sat on the carriage. Next to him lay a wolf with black hair, dozing off with his eyes closed.

Mo Ziqing looked at the son who was tightly attached to Xiao Cheng, feeling a little displeased, pinched his face, patted his thigh, and said, "Son, come here, sit here with me!"

Mo Fan looked at him with contempt, and hugged Xiao Cheng's waist without letting go, "Don't!"

Mo Ziqing's eyebrows twitched a few times, "Son, you've been sitting on your mother for a whole day! This will tire him out!"

"Cut! How can I be so delicate!" Xiao Cheng held his son tightly in his arms, and said with a smile, "It's okay! It's almost here anyway!

"

Mo Fan nodded.

Mo Ziqing rested his chin in thought, his son is getting bigger and bigger, and he is still so clingy to Xiao Cheng, it's not a good sign!

"It's here! Sovereign!" The disciple driving the car said suddenly.

"Ah Cheng! We're home!" Mo Ziqing yelled excitedly, jumped out of the carriage first, then stretched out his hand to support Xiao Cheng, and took their father and son next.

"Welcome Madam Young Master back!

Mo Fu led a group of Mo's servants and stood neatly at the door, shouting loudly.

Xiao Cheng was taken aback by this scene, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching. Even if the president of the country attended, it would not be so grand!