Attack it unprepared, suffer it not tired

Another month later, when Jia She was about to die of boredom, the master was finally moved by the insistence of the owner's wife, and accepted her as a foster daughter.

As far as I remember, the owner and his wife were full of snot and tears, and called the master 'Daddy'...

Hey... Come to think of it, the owner's wife's father must be the best father in the world, and he must also be the best husband in the world. Otherwise, the owner and his wife have been talking about it for so long.

It's just that my master picked up a big deal for nothing.

I was reborn after my death. There is a tomb dedicated to my master. I saw that there is not a single weed around the tombstone of the master, and there are traces of people burning paper money. The master sweeping the grave is the owner's wife...

Back to reality.

The two returned to the main hall, and when Jia She and the old owner returned, there was not only Young Master Mo there, but five more...

Young Master Mo sat on a wooden chair on the right side of the lobby, drinking tea lightly.

She is more conspicuous in white clothes, and her appearance is suave and suave, with the jade tree facing the wind.It's just that Jia She couldn't appreciate his beauty when he opened his mouth: "What do you see me doing?"

Jia She walked into the main hall with the old owner. He first came to Young Master Mo, took the teacup that Young Master Mo had drunk, and drank it all in one gulp: "I'm so thirsty... this tea just quenches my thirst."

Young Master Mo withdrew his empty hand, and inadvertently saw Jia She's movement, which happened to mark the place where he drank tea, and he covered it again, his eyes darkened, and he turned his head away.

Yi Zikai saw the actions of the two of them and remained calm.

Jia She intended to pretend not to know him, so naturally he didn't dare to look at Yi Zikai. The old owner thought of Jia She's special status, so he called the former boy and led Jia She and his son Mo to another place.

Jia She followed the boy to another place, but when he turned around and saw that Young Master Mo hadn't followed, he went back to grab Young Master Mo and said, "What are you looking at? Let's go...I'm hungry, let's go eat."

Young Master Mo turned around, pulled back his gaze focused on Yi Zikai, and looked at the back of Jia She's head very seriously.

"He's been watching you..."

Jia She stopped and asked, "Who? What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly..."

"It's okay... let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Young Master Mo followed the boy's pace and moved forward quickly.

Jia She chased after Young Master Mo's buttocks and shouted: "Young Master Mo...you made it clear!"

Several people in the hall who provoked all turned their heads.

The old owner couldn't help sighing: This voice must have been passed down by his master!

The backyard that the old owner arranged for them was the backyard, and Jia She walked into it again, unconsciously laughing 'haha'.

Young Master Mo Ben was standing behind him, when he heard his obsessed laughter, he took a step back and stayed away from him.

The boy led them into two identically decorated rooms, but separated the left and right. The boy pointed to Young Master Mo, and then to Jia She: "The left is yours, and the right is...yours."

Jia She knocked on the boy's forehead: "Little Sanmao, no matter how big or small, you should call him Mr. Zimo, but what about me? You should call him Master Jia She..."

In terms of seniority, Jia She definitely did not teach the children indiscriminately this time and mislead the flowers of the motherland.

Unexpectedly, the boy didn't appreciate it, and waved Jia She's hand away: "I have a name called 'Yuqing', you are not allowed to call me 'Sanmao'"

'Sanmao' only my benefactor can call me, so he said: "Okay, I'm leaving...call me again if you need anything."

After walking halfway, Yuqing turned around again: "Remember your room, don't make a mistake..."

As he walked, he was still gurgling: "I don't know why the owner's wife likes to dress the two rooms the same... Even we often..." After speaking, the voice was far away and I couldn't hear clearly.

How did this little brat change, why is he still talking the same way?Jia She remembers that he was not like this at the beginning, he seldom talked to others, and mostly quarreled with himself, now...

Hey... It's because the old owner didn't teach him well since he was a child!

That's why he is like my senior brother, with a bad temper and a cannonball mouth!

Jia She sighed, turned back and bumped into Young Master Mo's gaze, Jia She was overjoyed, giggling and leaning on his head: "Young Master Mo... I found that you have been peeking at me recently, are you intoxicated by my handsome and unrestrained style?" unable to extricate themselves?"

Young Master Mo ignored him, walked around behind him, and said: "A dog can't spit out ivory." Fang walked into the bedroom again.

Jia She shouted behind him: "Wait..."

Young Master Mo stared back at him and continued walking.

"You went wrong...that's the room given to me by 'Little Sanmao'!"

Hearing this, Young Master Mo paused for a moment, and couldn't help but change the iron fan in his hand to the other: "Of course I know, I just want to go to your room to have a look, the two rooms on the left and right are the same...", before saying anything After speaking, he went back to his room.

The dead duck has a hard mouth!Jia She thought to himself: This is not like Mr. Mo, the two rooms on the left and right are the same, it is normal for him to misunderstand for a while, why should he explain to himself?

Hey...Zi Moxin Sea Needle!

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The night fell, and there were still a few stars in the sky, which made Jia She feel better in the blink of an eye.

He likes to look at the stars, especially squatting on the roof of other people's houses, holding a jar of wine, three handfuls of peanuts in his arms, drinking and composing poems!

"Ah... the wind blows so comfortably..."

"Hey...where are my shoes?" Jia She was looking for his shoes, and when he was climbing the roof just now, he seemed to have accidentally dropped them, and he sat back down when he found his shoes.

"Tsk tsk tsk... forgot to bring the bowl up." Jia She picked up the wine jar and drank heavily. "Cool..."

Drinking the wine made by the owner's wife is delicious!Give me another five hundred altars of this wine...

Jia She drank so much that he completely forgot whose roof he was drinking on. Jia She never cared about that, as long as there was wine to drink, as long as the scenery was good enough, he could sit wherever he wanted, and the emperor didn't care about him!Who dares to care?

"Young Master Mo... why are you looking at me?"

Jia She took another sip of wine, just pulled his head out of the wine jar, when he turned around, he saw Young Master Mo blowing in front of him like a gust of wind.

Dressed in white, it is especially attractive at night, and it is especially good-looking.

Jia She hiccupped, 'Uh...', and the reek of alcohol hit Young Master Mo. According to the usual way, he shook his hand and threw Jia She thousands of miles away.

"Come here...you sit too..." Jia She patted the seat next to him, signaling Young Master Mo to sit closer to him.

Young Master Mo frowned, but he didn't refuse, and sat beside Jia She as he wanted.

Mo's hair was blown up by the wind, and even the jade crown and brocade belt on his head covered Jia She's eyes. Jia She grabbed Young Master Mo's hand and said, "Can you take care of the hair on your head?" The tape... it flew over my face..."

The key is that it covers my young master's view of the handsome man, so I'm not happy...

Jia She shook his head, let go of Young Master Mo's hand, and took out a handful of peanuts from his bosom.

Handed it to the person beside him: "Here... Don't say that I eat alone, I will share half of my beloved peanuts with you."

In fact, I still have it in my arms, haha... Jia She thought.

Young Master Mo was arranging his clothes with his face turned sideways. Hearing what he said, he turned his head and looked at him sideways again. There seemed to be waves in his eyes: If you look at him again, you still look like an ordinary person, and you can't change Xi Shi.

Then he took another look at the things placed beside him, a jar of wine and a handful of peanuts.

"Why are you drinking on the roof tonight?" Young Master Mo still couldn't help asking.

Jia She picked up a peanut from his hand, and brought it to Young Master Mo's mouth in a daze, "Ah...it's for you."

Young Master Mo looked at the peanut carefully: Fortunately, it's not rotten.

So, he opened his mouth and swallowed the peanuts delivered to his mouth.Don't eat for nothing...

"Is it delicious?" Jia She asked him, moving closer to Young Master Mo.

Smelling the bamboo-like fragrance of Young Master Mo, Jia She couldn't help but take a few more breaths, and put his head on Young Master Mo's chest.

The night seems to be the best flirt medicine in the world, and the evening wind blows just right, a fallen leaf rests on Jia She's shoulder.

Young master Mo's eyes darkened, the corners of his mouth twitched, he still stroked the fallen leaves for Jia She, but he didn't let go of his hand, it kept falling on Jia She's shoulder.

Jia She raised his head, his eyes had become slack, fascinated, he raised his head and looked at Young Master Mo: "Young Master Mo...you are so beautiful..."

The hand holding Jia She's shoulder tightened unconsciously again, Jia She felt the breathing of the person above his head increase, and he moved close to Young Master Mo's chest for three minutes, listening to the "boom boom" sound of his chest with his ears sideways.