Brother is a bit bored

"Tsk tsk, San'er, you are really the favorite of the group. The uncle who met you for the first time is so kind to you." Huang Yue waited for Feng Jing to leave the office, and immediately sighed.

Meng San couldn't wait to turn to his notebook to read, "That's right, after all, your character is beyond the mark, so don't be envious or jealous."

Huang Yue's eyes flicked between him and Lu Jingyang, teasing meaningfully, "I see, you are cute, and the flowers are blooming, I wish you good luck."

Meng San didn't answer Huang Yue, and after a few minutes, he suddenly reached out and touched his forehead, and then touched his chest.

Huang Yue immediately yelled and dodged to the side, and deliberately exaggerated his hands to protect his chest, and said in a whining voice, "Oh, it's disgusting, you use your hands and feet!"

Lu Jingyang, "..."

Meng San ignored him, continued to bury his head in the book, and then murmured, "Those with high and upright five occiputs are rich and honored, those with flat depressions are lowly, and those with protruding sides of the skull are smart and rich..."

Lu Jingyang couldn't help picking up his phone to play games.

Huang Yue suddenly felt the sour smell of lemons in the air around him.

If it wasn't for his antique vase, why would he eat dog food!

About ten minutes later, Feng Jing came back at a leisurely pace with several crispy cones of ice cream in his hands. As soon as he entered the door, he handed out ice cream to Meng San and the others, "Come, relieve the heat!"

After Lu Jingyang took the ice cream, he did not forget to remind him, "Master, please eat less sweets..."

"Ai ai ai, why are you being as verbose as our old bull-nosed Taoist Mo Song? It's disgusting to restrict people from eating in such a hot day." Before he could finish speaking, Feng Jing interrupted him and complained. .

"Old boy!" Lu Jingyang shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Feng Jing was about to teach Lu Jingyang a lesson, when Meng San suddenly asked, "Master, you don't have a picture in this note, what kind of bone is the 'Giant Ao Fu Rhinoceros'?"

"Do you think I'm a painter? Take a note and give you a picture? I have this craft and become a monk? I'm going to sell sex. The palace map has been released early!" Feng Jing ate half a crispy ice cream cone , so taught.

Huang Yue was a little stunned, he probably didn't expect that Feng Jing not only acted eccentrically and mischievously, but also spoke freely.

On the contrary, Meng Sanyue felt that this cheap uncle who was given away for nothing was really up to his appetite, "Could it be that uncle can still draw pictures of spring and palace in his head when he is taking notes? Admire!"

Feng Jing, "..."

Meng San didn't wait for him to react, and continued to ask, "So what kind of bone is the giant Auroch's rhinoceros bone?"

"Hmph!" Feng Jing deliberately turned away arrogantly, ignoring Meng San.

Lu Jingyang saw them making a fuss, silently tore off the ice cream wrapping paper and handed it to Mengsan, explaining patiently, "The giant scorpion's rhinoceros bone goes up to the hairline in the middle of the sky, and goes down to the canopy. Frontal border city, in the form of an egg."

Meng San sketched it in his mind, probably imagined it, nodded immediately, took the crispy ice cream that Lu Jingyang had peeled and ate it.

Huang Yue, who had witnessed all the details, could only silently gnaw on the cone, OS in his heart: If these two guys don't have a leg, I will swing my knife from the palace, fuck your innocence, it's time for Meng San to test his sexual orientation!

At this moment, a little Taoist priest suddenly knocked on the door and entered the room, and said to Feng Jingdao, "Master, three members of Lao Zhang's family at the foot of the mountain suddenly came outside to ask for help. Master Mo Song said, please go out and meet them."

"Understood, come right away." Feng Jing agreed, ate the ice cream in two or threes, wiped his Taoist robe with his hands casually, and then took the dust whisk and went out.

When Meng San heard the little Taoist use the word "you", he knew that this matter was not easy, so he put away his notebook and called Shang Lu Jingyang and Huang Yue to go out together.

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When everyone came to the reception hall, they saw a couple in their early thirties sitting side by side on the sofa in the living room with a little boy who seemed to be eight or nine years old.

The little boy was obviously frightened, his face was ashen, his two little hands were twisted together uneasily, and his body seemed to be still shaking.

Seeing Feng Jing appear, her husband Lao Zhang immediately stood up, "Feng Daochang, you are finally here!"

The little boy slightly raised his head and glanced at everyone, but he became even more frightened. He hugged his mother's arm and cried, "Mom, I'm scared!"

"Zhuang Zhuang, be good, don't be afraid, mother is here." The woman comforted the child softly.

"What's going on?" Feng Jing looked at the anxious old Zhang and asked.