I heard that the author will wear books

Arriving at an unremarkable private house, Mo Ming looked around with a smile and pushed open the door before walking in.A familiar figure sat in the main hall facing the gate.Seeing that Mo Mingyuan was in a good mood, he greeted: "Miss An, long time no see."

An Ranqing didn't pay much attention to Mo Ming's attitude of greeting the younger generation.Only when he walked into the house did he return indifferently: "It's been a long time."

Mo Ming said, "How are you doing recently?"

Seeing him sitting down, An Ranqing sent the teacup and teapot to the small table next to him, and said casually: "If you ignore the stumbling block that Qi Fei put on me, I've been doing pretty well in the past few days."

Mo Ming knew the "little stumbling block" for Fei Fei, he acted domineeringly, and this time, how could Fei Fei not be angry when he touched his reverse scale?The attack this time was ruthless and aggressive. If it was an ordinary monk, most of the power he had managed to accumulate over the past few years would be easily destroyed.Now listening to the suffering master's complaint, Mo Ming's voice couldn't help but be a little smiling, and he poured himself a cup of tea: "If you hadn't kidnapped his precious daughter, he wouldn't have felt bad for you, a junior."

An Ranqing said calmly: "If you are tied, you are tied. What if. Mo Ming, you have become a bit of a mother-in-law these days."

Mo Ming didn't get angry when he heard that, he still liked An Ranqing's temperament, he was calm and kept his promise.Her behavior is not at all like those ghosts and monsters under Bi Xusheng. Thinking of this, Mo Ming felt a little pity. He said, "Didn't Bi Xusheng ask me to come here? Why are you here to see me?"

"The head likes to show off." An Ranqing said without beginning or end.

Mo Ming realized it, and he didn't know where Bi Xusheng got the problem, he always liked to appear a stick of incense later than others, as if doing so would make him appear superior to others.It is a habit of asking the ancestors to wait for him for no reason. I don't know how many times others have said this in private, but few dare to say it in front of him.

Originally, I thought that this private invitation to Bi Xusheng would not deal with these moths, but who knew that the old problem would not change.Thinking about it, Mo Ming felt a little helpless: "He won't want to move his sedan chairs, chariots, horses and servants here, this small place can't accommodate his big ostentation."

An Ranqing shook his head: "A private invitation, the head of the sect would not do that."

Then he made me wait.Mo Ming sighed lightly.He took a sip of tea, seeing An Ranqing keep his mouth shut, he also found it amusing in private.Mo Ming has long since discovered that An Ranqing is like a puppet played by a child. If she doesn't make a move, even if the two of them stand here until the real energy is exhausted and they return to the ruins, she won't necessarily say much. One sentence.

Of course, when there is a task, it is another matter.

Stupidly staying with such people seems to be giving Bi Xusheng too much face, and he is too boring.So Mo Ming found another topic and said: "Speaking of which, if Bi Xusheng wants me to wait, just wait. Why do you still let me wait here with you? Could it be that his conscience found out that he was afraid that I would be bored by waiting, so he let me wait?" You come to chat with me?"

An Ranqing glanced at Mo Ming, and rarely spoke with a smile: "I'll take a seat."

Mo Ming didn't react for a while, seeing An Ranqing pointed at the seat he made and then pointed at the stool under Mo Ming,

Suddenly I understood.Mo Ming, who understood, suddenly felt angry and funny, and really didn't know what to say about Bi Xusheng.

Speaking of this seat occupancy, there is actually a story. A few years ago, Bi Xusheng also privately sent jade slips to Mo Ming. That time Mo Ming was not as lucky as this time, and there was someone waiting with him to talk to him to relieve boredom.At that time, Mo Ming was a little annoyed because of the school affairs, but Bi Xusheng came back to this, and Mo Ming's dissatisfaction could be imagined, so he unceremoniously sat on the main seat.Bi Xusheng was dumbfounded as soon as he arrived. Seeing the guest occupying the main seat smiled happily at him, and greeted him to sit down and drink tea like the host. His face was blue and white, and he did not stand when he sat down. Nor is it.Bi Xusheng asked Mo Ming to vacate his seat several times, but Mo Ming turned him away. After two or three times, Bi Xusheng was angry and angry, and finally left without touching the bench.

That invitation naturally ended badly, but I have to say that Mo Ming was in a good mood for the next few days, and even the elders who jumped in front of him to find fault were quite pleasing to the eye.

Mo Ming found it interesting when he thought about it, and after a while, he started to strike up a conversation, right? Miss An, as Bi Xusheng's left envoy, don't you have anything important to do? Why waste this time to give He came here to occupy a seat. Isn't this matter just handed over to an errand runner?"

"Headmaster orders." An Ranqing replied bluntly before realizing that Mo Ming was not asking a question, but provoking.An Ranqing couldn't help looking up, and saw that Mo Ming still had a warm smile on his face after saying this, and he didn't feel guilty at all, and the behavior of such a villain was also somewhat aboveboard, as if he really Just a casual question.Seeing this, she was also amazed, thinking in her heart that she should learn from this person's shameless behavior, she said: "Sending only one small soldier seems to have underestimated you, and it also puts off the pomp of the head, so I still I'm right."

Mo Ming was not surprised that An Ranqing would say that, so he didn't take this answer to heart.He rolled his eyes, and there was a bit of sincerity on his face, which made An Ranqing feel bad in his heart, as if he was being watched by an old fox, and the fox was sizing her up to trick her once, so The attitude is also a little more solemn.

This change in heart was naturally brought out on the surface. Seeing that An Ranqing's waist was straightened, and the old fox who was regarded as a jackal and leopard also found it very interesting, Mo Ming directly punched him: "Miss An, I There is a big difference between your form and style and Bi Xusheng's school, your personality is somewhat like mine when I was young, this is not the style Bi Xusheng likes, why did you go to his school?"

If others listen to this, they can't help laughing and passing this sensitive topic to the circle, but An Ranqing has so little sense of worldliness. She answered this question directly: "The head saved my life. To pay him back."

I have to say that a direct answer is the best answer.Being choked on, Mo Ming really couldn't find a reason to answer.You can't tell her, little girl, you don't want to repay the favor, it's better to stab him in the back.Mo Ming suddenly felt that he prefers to chat with those people who have twisted intestines in their stomachs. When he meets this kind of people who have one thing to say, one thing to say and two things to admit death, it is difficult to talk about it.Mo Ming firmly believed that even if he told her about morality and etiquette for three days and three nights, she might not listen to much.

When Mo Ming was worried about what to say, Bi Xusheng's voice came: "Mo Ming, you robbed my seat last time, and you still want to rob me this time. Where did you get this gangster attitude!"

Mo Ming smiled when he saw the charming young man in fancy clothes walking in from the gate: "Old Huang Li, why are you always on your mind? I just think that Miss An and I have a crush on each other."

Bi Xusheng snorted coldly: "Where can I cast my fate? Could it be that he is still your long-lost daughter?"

Mo Ming knew that Bi Xusheng was talking about the matter of Fei Fei, so he was not annoyed but thought about it seriously: "It's not impossible, just because Miss An's appearance is somewhat similar to mine."

I haven't seen him for a few years, and Mo Ming's shameless skills have improved to a higher level, but he didn't make Bi Xusheng angry.Even An Ranqing looked at Mo Ming in amazement. She had seen shameless people before, but she had never seen such shameless people.Obviously, what the palm of the faction said was a bit more nonsense than that street gangster, but he still said it so naturally, I don't know how to be refuted.Obviously, the two have a broad face and a pointed face, and their ears, eyes, mouth and nose are also different, so why do they have similar looks?

An Ranqing was depressed for a while and then said: "When I was young, I witnessed the death of relatives in my family at the hands of evil spirits, and I hope that seniors will not make such jokes."

Mo Ming also went away when he heard the contempt on his face. He said apologetically, "Ms. An, I don't know about this. Please forgive me for offending your father."

An Ranqing nodded: "No problem."

At this time, Mo Ming said again: "But I think it's not a joke that the little girl and I are falling in love. Since Bi Xusheng sees the little girl clearly, why don't you just come to me, and I will definitely love you as my daughter. "

"!!! Mo Ming, you shameless person! Didn't you see that I'm still standing here?! Don't dare to scold me in front of me!" Bi Xusheng was furious at Mo Ming's shamelessness.

Mo Ming looked at Bi Xusheng, thought for a moment and said, "Miss An, why don't we chat in private?"

"..." An Ranqing understood that Mo Ming was trying to make Bi Xusheng unhappy, and she didn't bother to be a gunman for others, so she saluted Bi Xusheng as a disciple and said, "Master, I will step down first. Seeing that Bi Xusheng nodded with a slightly blue face, An Ranqing left calmly.

Mo Ming clicked his lips in pity, and he accepted it when he saw it: "Master Bi, sit up."

Bi Xusheng gritted his teeth, took a few steps to the main seat and sat down.He took out his royal teacup teapot from the Qiankun bag and poured himself a cup of tea. After drinking it, the domineering arrogance returned to his face, with a smile that was not a smile.

Mo Ming is no stranger to Bi Xusheng's face-changing skill. It's too unscientific for him to be as irritable and explosive as a urchin, not to mention that Bi Xusheng is still a big villain.Bi Xusheng is also a person who can pretend. He always exaggerates his anger to the fullest in front of others. However, the more angry he becomes when the real thing comes to an end, the calmer he will be.

In the past, some people misunderstood Bi Xusheng's style and style and were suppressed by him to the bottom; today, some people misunderstood Bi Xusheng's temper and wishful thinking that this person is straightforward and easy to understand, and he was bought by him for no reason and turned around grateful.It has to be said that even Mo Ming would be ashamed to pretend to be like this.

Mo Ming sighed in his heart, and there was a bit of a smile on his face.Being stared at with such 'admiration' eyes, Bi Xusheng's face became lighter again, and he said angrily: "I just said why I was looking for you! It's too early to say, I don't like seeing your old face." Be patient!"

Mo Ming said with a good temper: "It's easy to say, easy to say. Where do we start?"

Small theater is big. Why does the boss make people wait for him every time:

Servant A: Master, the time for the xx meeting is coming soon, do you want to prepare?

Bi Xusheng (turning a page lazily): How much longer?

Servant A: About an hour.

Bi Xusheng: Why bother me so early?Drag it down and give ten whips.

Servant B: Head, the meeting is about to start in half an hour, shouldn't you get ready?

Bi Xusheng (drawing flowers and birds, with a flat tone): Drag it on, twenty lashes.

Confidant: Head, there is only a quarter of an hour left in the meeting, don't you think so?

Bi Xusheng (in a calm manner): Why are you calling me at this hour?Looks like it's going to be late again.Let someone come in and do my dressing.