These words sounded fine literally, but fools could hear the threat.

Suddenly turning his head to the side, he lowered his ears to look at Ling Luoyu's eyes, and immediately faded away the sharpness in his eyes.

"Okay!! Anyway, we are all servants of the young master...As long as he is happy, we can do anything!!"

Ling Luoyu raised her lips slightly, lowered her eyes to her jaw, and she was gentle and gentle: "The girl's words are just what I want!!"

He twitched the corners of his lips, barely suffocating a smile, and walked away quickly.

Behind her, Ling Luoyu had that kind of ugly expression, waved away the lop-eared one Ying's attendant.

Her arrogance and provocation even conquered the servants in the palace of heaven.

Being able to retreat when Mrs. Jade started to inquire about sins showed that Ling Luoyu either had extraordinary means or had an extraordinary backing.

If such a person is acting like a fool to sing the opposite of her, then he will be self-conscious.

After sending away Mrs. Yu, Ling Luoyu realized the unusualness of Mo Da's evildoer.

Although he said he didn't want to see Mrs. Yu, he wanted her to stop him.

But after blocking, everyone was gone, and he didn't show up.

Knock on the door of his bedroom, it was empty inside, and there was no trace of the study.

"This evildoer, why did you disappear in a blink of an eye?!"

Uncle Mo Xuanchen seemed to show up until dinner.

Ling Luoyu put his favorite food in front of him and served him porridge.

"Where have you been this afternoon? Your grandmother wants to ask you many times..."

"Really!? I went out, didn't I tell you?!"

When Mo Xuanchen received the porridge, his eyes looked at her strangely, with a smile on his lips.

"Luo Xuan... how is your relationship with your sister?!"

Ling Luoyu's hand caught the meal suddenly, and he turned his head thoughtfully: "Why are you asking this? Did she say something to you?"

Mo Xuanchen chuckled noncommitantly, bit his chopsticks and looked at her without saying a word.

His attitude made Ling Luoyu a bit confused by the second-year-old monk, unable to guess his mind.

"I...Of course she and I are not good, or else I won't hide it from her!"

"Oh!"

Mo Xuanchen faintly responded, bowing his head to drink the porridge.

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly and gave him a suspicious look: "What are you?"

"It's nothing, by the way, after dinner, after you have cleaned up, go back and rest..."

Ling Luoyu said so well? ?

The thoughts were not over yet, Mo Xuanchen's unhurried voice came into his ears again.

"I'm going to invite your sister over to chat tonight... In order to prevent you from being uncomfortable seeing her, so please rest first!!"

Your uncle's Mo Xuanchen! !

Ling Luoyu really wanted to pick up a bowl of porridge on the table and pour over it, and burn that stunning enchanting face into a big pig's head.

"She... what is she doing?!"

"Ahem..."

Mo Xuanchen was almost scalded to death by a mouthful of porridge.

Ling Luoyu was coughed into flames: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the sentence I asked? As for you?!"

Mo Xuanchen coughed, waved his hand, and smiled with a suffocated face, finally raised his head.

"No... you said that if someone else said this sentence at this time, it would be understandable, but you said this sentence..."

"What's wrong with me?" Ling Luoyu became more and more angry.

"You said..." Mo Xuanchen pointed at her arm with his chopsticks, and raised his lips ambiguously: "You said, you are also here..."