The white moonlight gl

Little snail house.

Feng Qingshui's mood gradually calmed down.

the other side.Yao Yi Lingran and his group are being harassed by Fu Que.

"How is it?" Her face and tone were very anxious, and Fu Que looked at Yao Yao on the phone screen, asking non-stop: "Have you seen that woman Feng Qingshui? Have you taught her not to pester Mo?" Little Lord!"

"and also."

Xiu Mei frowned, and Fu Que asked coldly, "Did Young Master Mo make up with her?"

After being kicked out of the special customs research team, Fu Que returned to her home in a fit of anger, and this time she did not go out with Yao Yi and the others.

When she was in her family, she asked Qinlian Yueming and other members of the special customs research group on WeChat about the progress of Feng Qingshui and Mo Rantong.

It's just that none of them told her.

"Ah."

As soon as they heard Fu Que's words, Yao Yi and the others were furious. They are all arrogance, and today's encounter is a great shame for them.

Immediately.

Everyone who was resting in the clubhouse began to complain loudly to Fu Que.

"How about a lesson? He is very eloquent! That babbling mouth is like a firecracker! We were burnt on the outside and tender on the inside!"

"That's right. And Young Master Mo is even worse. Yao Yi just tentatively said that Feng Qingshui is not suitable for her, and she beat up all of us, and we are still in pain!"

"That's right. Fuqu, I said you are really mean! Why didn't you tell us that Young Master Mo cared about that Feng Qingshui? If you had told us in advance, we wouldn't be so reckless."

...

In the end, even Yao Yi in front of the camera curled his lips and said, "Fuqu, you like Young Master Mo so much, why didn't you come with us? Is it possible? You have predicted us a long time ago." Will it fail?"

Fu Que: "..."

Word by word, sentence by sentence, Fu Que's face turned pale, then red, then green, she quickly extracted the key words, and automatically ignored the words that hurt her.

After ten seconds.

She widened her eyes and couldn't believe it: "You, all of you have been eaten up by Feng Qingshui? Are you kidding me?"

Feng Qingshui is just a mortal without spiritual power, and they are the children of various hermit families!

Yao Yao twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, and immediately rolled his eyes and replied angrily: "We can't be rude to an ordinary person."

Fu Que: "..."

Damn it, a bunch of idiots, these people must be stupid because they practice every day.

"However." After a pause, Yao Yi said, "We have changed our strategy. Since Young Master Mo doesn't listen to us, let someone else persuade her."

"The Mo family?"

"Yes, the Mo family definitely disagrees, Young Master Mo is with a woman who has no spiritual power, so instead of rushing to be bored by Young Master Mo here, we might as well pass the news to the Mo family and let them come forward. "

Fowler is silent.She looked at Yao Yao without a word, and thought, she had already thought of this method and implemented it, but she didn't know what happened, there was no movement from the Mo family.

"What's wrong?" Yao Yi pursed her lips as Fu Que looked at her awkwardly, "Is this not possible?"

"No."

Shaking her head, Fu Que sighed, and said mournfully, "I'm a little tired, so I won't talk anymore, I'm going to die."

In a certain clubhouse in the imperial capital, seeing the video hang up, Yao Yi put down his phone, turned his head to look around at the people in the box, and asked, "Where's Xiaoliu?"

Ling Ran answered while drinking juice, "I've filed a complaint."

Yao Yao twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "All right, I'll see her after that."

With a snap, Ling Ran put the cup firmly on the coffee table, stared at him coldly, Yao Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "What's wrong?"

Weird.

Ling Ran didn't speak, and after a few seconds, she realized that she was really losing her composure, so she glanced away and lowered her head: "Sorry, I'm in a bad mood."

Yao Yao said nothing, but he knew it in his heart.

Different from most of them, Ling Ran's affection for Young Master Mo is the kind of liking that wants to win him and become a Taoist companion with him.

Unlike other people, most of them are admiration and personality worship.

Having a premonition that Leng Ran, Fu Qu, Xiao Liu and the others would be very disappointed in the end, Yao Yi sighed silently.

...

One night passed in a flash, and the next day, Feng Qingshui arrived at the two-story building, and immediately asked Mo Rantong: "Is Lie Hun here? Is he there?"

It has to be said that gossip is a woman's nature.

Feng Qingshui now particularly wants to know what happened to Lie Hun and Gu Senmiao yesterday, whether there was a fight, and whether their relationship has improved.

His eyes darkened slightly, Mo Rantong concealed the discomfort in his heart, and shook his head: "Not here."

"Oh."

A little disappointed, but after only a few seconds, Feng Qingshui was full of energy again: "Then I will ask the president directly."