There is no escape, the son is hard to coax

"Seventh Young Master, is it really okay for you to do this?" Shunzi held a lot of snacks in his left hand and a few small noodle figures in his right hand, and shouted at Mo Qiyue who was still picking things up.

"Do you think the young master can hear your voice right now?" Tiaozi rolled his eyes, he really didn't want to see this partner who had just been released.

If it wasn't for this guy's carelessness, which allowed the master to catch the scene where the seventh young master skipped class and caused trouble, would they be monitored like criminals now?Thinking that there were two big guys not far behind him, Tiao Zi felt that his future was dark.If the two people who followed were okay, they were the trainers of him and Shunzi. Even if they wanted to fight, they couldn't beat them!

"...Hanging!" Shun Zi was silent.

"Then it's over!" Tiaozi rolled his eyes, and hurried to pay his master the bill.

Mo Qiyue thought that with Luo Shusheng, her father's pass was over, and the next step was to find a way to get Luo Shusheng to stand on her side.It is said that the more people read, the more rigid their thinking will be. This can be seen from the old masters he has experienced in the past few years.After all, the rule that each class lasts for two hours but is only allowed to rest for a quarter of an hour is really tormenting the child's psychological endurance, isn't it? (In other words, if you didn’t skip too many classes, would your gentlemen be so painstaking in teaching a person who would be a disaster for the whole day if he ran away?)

Looking at Luo Scholar's obsession with that Ayan, I figured that if he was serious, he wouldn't be easy to fool around with, but if he didn't have this persistence... Mo Qiyue shook her head, even if she wanted to deal with her father, she couldn't take it lightly. Just go home alone, right?Fortunately, Luo Shusheng's face looks more pleasing to the eye, it's better than looking at dry, wrinkled faces flying all over the place, isn't it?

"Master, what are you doing standing there?" Shunzi walked backwards to Mo Qiyue, and found that his young master was standing in a daze in front of a stall selling hairpins, and his heart skipped a beat.

I'll fuck it!Could it be that the young master is springing up, right?

"When did you run ahead of me?" Looking at Shunzi's walking style, Mo Qiyue knew that the child must not have noticed that she stopped here just now.

"He couldn't help himself when he saw that there was a seller of candied haws in front of him," Tiaozi said maliciously.

"Okay, foodies!" Mo Qiyue nodded vigorously.

It's no secret that Shunzi loves candied haws, but Mo Qiyue can't figure it out, how can you, a gentleman, like that kind of sweet and sour stuff? "Speaking of which, young master, what exactly is your plan for that scholar?" Shunzi pretended not to see Tiaozi's provocative eyes, and turned the topic to Luo Shusheng.

"Cold salad! As long as he's not like those old antiques, I'd rather not come out a few times, master!" Mo Qiyue said indifferently.

The most important thing is that this guy abducted home by himself. If he didn't even support him, wouldn't he be shooting himself in the foot?

Tiaozi and Shunzi looked at each other, and they both read the same thought in each other's eyes: Is the young master finally going to transfer the business of harming outsiders to the inside?