Seize My Boyfriend - B17 (9)
The eldest grandson Wuji who was in the store heard the voice and turned his head to look. Yang Yang was actually surrounded by several strong men, and hurriedly put down the things in his hands, “Presumptuous.” Not knowing the origin of
these people, Mo Zhiyang looked at him When he came out, he subconsciously hid behind him.
This action made Changsun Wuji happy: Sure enough, Yang Yang still relies on him.
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses and an ill-fitting suit got out of the car, and helped an old man in a double-breasted shirt down.
This man didn’t look like an ordinary person. Mo Zhiyang hid behind the old man, his deer-like eyes were wide open, and his head poked out was a melon eater.
“It’s hard to say anything here, please go back first, and we can talk if you have time.” There are many people here, so it’s hard to go into details, and since Yang Yang is still here, Changsun Wuji is afraid of scaring him.
“But the Taoist priest.” The old man wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth, “Okay, the Taoist priest will make an appointment later.” After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes to the handsome and innocent boy behind him.
Seeing him looking at Yangyang, Changsun Wuji stood behind him to block his sight, “I will definitely visit the door when I have time.” ”
Knowing that the Taoist priest didn’t want anyone to spy on him, the old man nodded slightly and was sent back In the car, look out the scene from the window glass.
The Taoist priest patted the boy on the back reassuringly, and the boy avoided impatiently. He hadn’t seen anything, and the old man probably guessed what it meant.
“Check who this boy is.”
“Yes.” The secretary with black-rimmed glasses nodded.
“Yangyang, I surprised you.” Changsun Wuji apologized, suddenly so many people must have been frightened.
Mo Zhiyang rolled his eyes at him, muttered: “It’s none of your business.” Then he continued to work on the matter at hand.
Looking at his busy figure, Changsun Wuji sighed, he was at a loss, he really didn’t know what Yang Yang was thinking, his heart seemed to be tightly clenched for a while, and then loosened for a while.
“Yangyang, I’m going to the old man’s house tomorrow.”
On the way back, Changsun Wuji suddenly said this. Mo Zhiyang glanced at him, but didn’t answer. He trotted to the sweet potato stall in front to buy roasted sweet potatoes, and then brought Ah Tian bought one.
“I’m still in bigu, so I don’t need to eat these things.” Changsun Wuji saw that he bought four, and quickly refused to avoid waste.
Mo Zhiyang narrowed his deer-like eyes: After chasing his wife, why don’t you kneel down and get beaten, and still want to eat sweet potatoes? It’s all Lao Tzu’s, you go eat the northwest wind.
Seems like I said something wrong?
“I…” wanted to explain, but Changsun Wuji didn’t know what he said wrong, so he could only lower his head and look at his cloth shoes pitifully.
How do you look like a big dog? I really want to touch his head, but I can’t, I have to hold back.
Pushing Rua’s heart down, Mo Zhiyang pretended not to care about him, turned around and left with the sweet potato in his arms.
Changsun Wuji followed behind him.
At the gate of the courtyard, Mo Zhiyang saw the little black dog lying on the steps of the door, weakly, “Did Grandma forget to feed you again? How pitiful.” Granny is getting old and always forgets to feed you
. Mo Zhiyang would feed the little black dog occasionally.
“Yo yo, poor little one.” Tucking the sweet potato under his arm, Mo Zhiyang freed his right hand to pick up the little black dog, “Let’s go, go back to my house and give you food.” Changsun Wuji stood at the door, watching
Yang Yang went in, just in time to meet the poor little black dog.
In an instant, Mao Sai suddenly realized!
It turns out that pretending to be pitiful can make Yang Yang feel compassionate towards herself? Thinking of that night, the umbrella he lost must be like this!
In fact, things like tea art are engraved in the bones.
After nightfall, Mo Zhiyang and Ah Tian returned to their respective cubicles after eating, and looked outside as usual, only to find that there was actually a person upside down in the yard.
“Fuck, don’t you be an old pervert?” Mo Zhiyang hurriedly opened the door and ran out, and sure enough, he saw the old pervert lying in the yard, “What’s going on?”
This big living man suddenly fell down Mo Zhiyang was really scared.
Hurrying over, Xiaotian also heard the movement, put on his coat and came out to help, seeing that the Taoist priest had fainted, “What’s the matter, Xiaoyang.”
“Help him in.” Unable to carry it, he took the coat he handed over.
The two hurriedly moved him into the house and put him on the bed.
“You still said you didn’t know this person.” Xu Tian took the coat from his hand, “Don’t think I’m stupid if you’re so nervous about him.” Mo Zhiyang
glanced at the person on the bed, and when he was about to explain, he found that the orange Under the yellow light, the old pervert’s eyeballs moved, good guy, don’t lie to me.
“The matter between me and him is over, and I don’t want to mention it again.” Mo Zhiyang walked to the bed, reached out to touch his cheek, but suddenly withdrew it, “He hurt me too much, I don’t want to Remember again.”
“Ah?” Xu Tian didn’t understand such profound words, scratched his head, “It’s okay, I’ll go first.” “Go.”
After sending him away, after closing the door, Mo Zhiyang also turned off the lights, nothing Go to bed and just sit down on a nearby chair.
In the darkness, Changsun Wuji opened his eyes and saw Yang Yang who was resting on the chair, his eye sockets turned red: I really hurt him too much.
In the dark, Mo Zhiyang opened his eyes secretly, and found that the person on the bed moved: He actually pretended to be dizzy to lie to me, old green tea, hum!
After all, it was Bailian, who was more skilled.
When he woke up the next day, Mo Zhiyang found himself lying on the bed with a quilt on his body, he didn’t panic, “When did the old pervert leave?”
“It’s past five o’clock.” The system replied, feeling comfortable physically and mentally.
As soon as he woke up, he found that the air was damp again. When Mo Zhiyang went out, he found that it was raining again, “As far as the weather in the north is concerned, it can’t be so rainy. It’s as rainy as Jiangnan.” He looked up at the foggy sky.
“That’s right.” The system also felt something was wrong.
Changsun Wuji planned to go back earlier to help Yang Yang tidy up the shop, and set up a formation for him by the way, so he went to the old man’s house for a while.
In the quaint study room, the old man sat on the grand master’s chair.
“At the time I was seriously injured, thanks to the Taoist priest who saved me, saved our lives, and helped us overcome the confusion.” The old man was grateful, “I’m not in good health now, I’m afraid I won’t last a few years, but If you have anything to do, just tell the Taoist priest.”
“No, just don’t disturb us.” Changsun Wuji didn’t want Yang Yang to be unhappy. The old man was puzzled, ” The Taoist priest is considered to
have joined the WTO now?” “I have a granddaughter named Rongxue, who is about the same age as the Taoist priest, isn’t she?” This sentence was a test, and the old man didn’t continue because the Taoist priest’s face changed. Hearing this, Changsun Wuji was so excited that he even slapped the table and stood up, “No!” All my life, I only love Yangyang, how can I have anything to do with other women, such unlawful, now Yangyang refuses Forgive yourself, if he finds out, don’t even try to ask him to forgive in this life. “If you can’t, then you can’t.” The old man reassured the Taoist leader, and then pulled him to talk, and let him go after a while. As soon as the people here left, a pretty girl came out from behind the bookshelf in the study, “Grandpa, is that the guy just now?” “Yes.” The old man took off his reading glasses and looked at his granddaughter, “Okay, you Don’t make up your mind, it’s fine if the Taoist leader refuses.” In fact, it’s just a test, it’s good to keep the Taoist leader, and it’s okay if you can’t.
It’s just that the Taoist seems to have a lot of affection for that boy, Mo Zhiyang? Seems to be.
“Oh.” Rong Xue answered with a pouted mouth, but she didn’t think so in her heart, looking at such a talented person, she was really handsome.
After Changsun Wuji went back, he found that he was counting the goods. If he didn’t know how to do it, he went to the small warehouse behind him and put up a small formation.
When he went out and found Yang Yang staring at him, Changsun Wuji was stunned: Did I do something wrong again? But where am I going wrong? His body stiffened, not daring to resist.
But Mo Zhiyang just glanced at him and continued to work.
“I would rather if I did something wrong, at least you would still stare at me.” Changsun Wuji muttered, and then stood in the corner like a big abandoned dog.
For things like pretending to be pitiful, this big man, if he didn’t have a really handsome face, would definitely be disgusted by others.
He clearly heard him talking, but Mo Zhiyang deliberately ignored him, squatting on the ground and began to untie the snakeskin bag.
At this moment, Changsun Wuji suddenly heard a whoosh sound coming through the air, without even thinking about it, he rushed directly to Yangyang who was squatting on the ground, “Yangyang be careful!” and protected him in his arms.
After a feathered arrow pierced Changsun Wuji’s Taoist robe and arm, it was stained with blood and disappeared into the air.
“What’s wrong?” Before Mo Zhiyang could react, he saw that Lao Sepi’s right arm began to ooze blood, quickly soaking his white plain robe, “What’s going on?” “Someone is going to kill you.” Eldest
grandson Wuji didn’t let go of the person in his arms, turned his head and looked outside, there was no one there, “Who the hell?”
Mo Zhiyang saw the blood on his right arm kept flowing, he was so frightened that he was dumbfounded, although he has been abusing him recently, But even if it is abuse, he is not willing to hurt his body.
Damn mentally retarded, who dares to touch my man, I will chop him up.
“It’s okay, it’s okay.” Changsun Wuji saw that he was actually covering the wound, so he hurriedly covered the wound shamelessly, and took advantage of the opportunity to cover his hand, “It’s just an injury.”
Fuck, whoever stabs someone in the back, fucks with my man, grabs it out and smashes the dog’s head.
The system guessed, “It might be that junior brother.”
“It’s nothing serious, it’s just bleeding.” Seeing his nervous look, Changsun Wuji retorted in his heart: Sure enough, Yang Yang still cares about him, and this arrow was not in vain.
“Who the hell is that bad?” Mo Zhiyang clutched his wound, his palms were wet with blood, I knew he must be hung up and beaten, “It’s too bad, that is too bad.” ”
Yes I’m bad, I’m bad, Changsun Wuji pursed his lips: Ah this? In fact, it was me, the feather arrow was released by my own magic, and the arrow was not aimed at Yang Yang, and the injury was intentional.
Oh, don’t scold, don’t scold, this is not for chasing a wife, if the hero saves the beauty and gets hurt again, Yang Yang will definitely feel distressed, seeing this makes her feel distressed.
“Get up first, and I’ll bandage your wound.” Mo Zhiyang hurriedly helped him up, and for the time being he used the plain white robe on his body to bandage the wound.
“Are you really here?”