Chapter 160: No

When she got up in the morning, she was refreshed. She dragged her shoes to the backyard and found that the washing water and toothpaste she had used before had been put on it.

She smiled and looked out. From the framed window, she could see Mo Weisheng sitting on the table in the front yard. He seemed to find her eyes. He raised the hot breakfast in his hand and said silently, "Hurry up.

Yan Yixi picked up his teeth with an unstoppable smile on his face.

After washing, she changed her shoes and went out for breakfast. She wanted to grab a steamed bun to eat, but she was stuffed with a cup of soy milk in her hand, so she took a few sips before eating the steamed bun.

"Where's Gerald?" She looked around and found that it was rare for Gerald not to have breakfast with them.

"I have something to do." Mo Weisheng was so faint that she saw that she had been biting the steamed buns and said, "Don't patronize the steamed buns. The stomach hasn't been opened in the morning. Drink soy milk first."

"All" Yan Yixi nodded and said, "Didn't Tianzun come out to finish the matter? Why does Gerral have so many things to do?"

"Aftercare." He said, "Is Tianzun still in Wansheng Mountain now?"

"Yes, my mother's tombstone is still there, and his soul can't get out of the mountain of prosperity." Yan Yixi was a little sad. She kept the tombstone for ten thousand years. I don't know how lonely it is.

Mo Weisheng thought for a moment: "I don't know if if our clan goes to Wansheng Mountain, would God be willing to see us?"

"It's hard to say... If Tianzun doesn't want to see him, he can't see him for a long time. Besides, if he wanted to see you, he would have absorbed the energy of the person who hit him a long time ago..."

"Yes, don't disturb him." Mo Weisheng's words have great respect for Tianzun, which shows that Tianzun's status in the exorcism family is no less than that of the patriarch, and may even be higher.

"By the way, how did the master solve this matter?" Yan Yixi said with great curiosity.

Mo Weisheng couldn't help laughing when he remembered this: "Tianzun directly caught the Eagle King and threatened him. After getting the promise, he went to the hole and killed all the rest of the people except the father-in-law."

Yan Yixi was surprised and funny. Now the Eagle King is so ugly!

"Tianzun is still so unique." Mo Weisheng smiled. He was lucky that he didn't have to know Tianzun's face from the portrait. At the moment of meeting, he knew why so many people regarded Tianzun as a god.

Gerald's study:

The two of them had breakfast in a good atmosphere, but not on Gerald's side.

The lonely elderly and so on are the most annoying.

Gerald bit the steamed buns and put his feet on the wooden table. There were only two chairs under his body, and some documents were piled up in a mess, and there was already a cold breakfast in the middle.

Wang Yan was called early in the morning to clean up the documents according to the instructions, and then he had been waiting for nothing to do for almost half an hour. Now seeing that Gerald was still eating the steamed bun, he couldn't help saying, "Your Excellency, it's already cold. Do you need to ask your subordinates to come and change it?" It's good to do anything. If you stay here again, you will be suffocated!

Gerral glanced at him lazily and finally left the steamed buns that had been gnawing for half an hour: "No matter how hot it is, there is no appetite..."

Wang Yan decided to ignore this strange tone and asked conscientiously, "Do you need a doctor?"

Mei Huo held his jaw and said relaxedly, "I've been traveling for several days. I sent a letter yesterday that I might come back tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Gerald smiled and said, "Is that right?"

Meihuo looked deeply at Geral until he couldn't hide his emotions in his forced eyes. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Give up."

Geral was stunned, but he pinched his hand and raised his head. His eyes were stubborn.

"No."

Meihuo couldn't help sighing deeply and looked at Gerald and didn't know what to say.

Geral relaxed slightly, put his pinched hand on his thigh, and easily smiled familiarly: "Sister, leave me alone. I'm willing."

Mei Huo's throat choked, and he couldn't say a word. He watched him scratch his head and muttered to the room to sleep, and then left in a flash.

I remember that when Yixi was in junior high school, it was rare for both of them to stay together and wait for her to leave school, and in the tall duty room, she and Geral sat side by side.

At that time, Geral wrinkled his face, pulled off the bandage that accidentally bumped into the wound, cracked and stained with blood, and muttered curses such as bastards.

She felt funny. She patted his irritable hand and stretched out her hand to bandage him. At that time, Gerald looked at the very good arm that was bandaged happily and said with a smile, "Meihuo, how can your dressing technique be so good? Just be my sister."

"You think it's beautiful. Don't you want to wipe your ass every day when you are your sister?"

"I can wipe my buttocks by myself... How dare I bother you, sister?" Geral squeezed his eyes and replied obscenely. Of course, he was severely beaten by her again.

After that, when he was bullied by monsters in the human world, he always pinched his fist and shouted that I would find the scene sooner or later. Even if his face was scratched, he had to cut the other party ten times to relieve his anger.

But now, he was injured and scarred, but he said he was willing.

When she wanted to help him bandage the wound in his heart, he pushed it away and said leave me alone.

The stubbornness in his eyes was the same as the shouting in the cement floor at that time. He knew that he would break his head and bleed if he rolled in pain. Even if he rolled in pain, he would not regret it.

Are you willing?

It was not until Meihuo felt that his hand was held by the warm palm that he found that he was clenching his fist tightly, and his nails cut his palms.

Mo Weisheng took out a silk scarf from his arms to wrap her wound and didn't say anything.

Meihuo looked at the silk scarf, closed his eyes, and pulled out a sarcastic smile: "How stupid."

Mo Weisheng patted her on the shoulder: "Well, it's very stupid."

"That stinky boy, I don't care about him anymore."

"Children are more difficult to take care of."

Mei Huo wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh. He could only bow his eyes slightly and raise it again: "Let them take care of their affairs. Outsiders are always outsiders."

"In their relationship, you are indeed an outsider." Mo Weisheng's tone can't be comforted: "In other aspects, you can't get rid of it even if you want to."

Mo Weisheng understood her, just like she knew Mo Weisheng. She smiled faintly and comforted her heart. She said, "Go to the room and have a rest. What's missing?"

Mo Weisheng said kindly and walked to the room, leaving only the charming fire to the empty front yard - he knew that she needed to be quiet alone.

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The author's words:

Well, I don't know how to write about writing feelings...

I was slapped by my stepmother today...

In fact, I'm more good at writing abuse... Especially Mr. Jie, I will learn more in the future... Hold my claws!

PS: Your sister is forbidden to be wet and soft! I'm thinking about it!