"Brother Qin Mo, what's wrong with you? What do I think of you and that Ma, who laugh so obscene? Do you have any dirty deal?" Xiaoqing said.
"..." when Qin Mo heard this, he jerked at the corners of his mouth.
"Xiaoqing, don't say that. Young master is not such a person!" Huang Ling's face was strange and said, "there are many confidants around the young master, but nothing has ever happened. I think the young master must be a gentleman!"
"It may also be because he has some shortcomings!" Xiaoqing said again.
"Ding, the pricking value from the host is 666!"
I'll do you sooner or later! Qin Mo thought bitterly.
Looking at Xiaoqing's poisonous Lori, Qin Mo was quite depressed.
"I just heard that a gentleman here has good attainments in poetry, so I want to compete with her!" Qin Mo said.
"Master Qin Mo, is the gentleman you said a female gentleman?" Huang Ling blinked and said.
"Unexpectedly, brother Qin Mo, you still know poetry. I thought you could only fight and kill!" Xiaoqing stared and said.
"Ding, the pricking value from the host is 2333!"
Qin Mo followed the disciple and reached a quiet house. The person who can live in such a place must be an elegant man.
The people inside seemed to find them too. They only heard the people inside say, "it's a pleasure to have friends from afar. Little brother Qin Mo, no, it should be brother Liang Shanbo. We meet again!"
A man in a Confucian robe has come out. This man is Yang Qian.
Yang Qian smiled and said, "brother Liang Shanbo, I didn't expect to see you for a while. Your confidant has changed again!"
After hearing this, Xiaoqing showed a sarcastic look on his face: "it's said that scholars are romantic. You can see from the outside that the more literary talent, the more romantic. Mr. Yang Qian must be a person with excellent literary talent!"
"..." Yang Qian's face became strange. He really didn't know how to continue this sentence.
"Ding, I collected 666 points from Yang Qian!"
Qin Mo's face was a little strange. Yang Qian said, "this little girl is really cute!"
"You mean I'm pathetic and unloved?" Xiaoqing stared and said, "I didn't expect you to be so old that you can't speak at all!"
"Ding, I collected the heart piercing value of 5555 points from Yang Qian!"
"I didn't mean that. I..." before Yang Qian finished, he was interrupted.
"What do you mean?" Xiaoqing frowned and said.
"Ding, the heart pricking value collected from Yang Qian is 9999 points!"
"Mr. Yang Qian, let's go in and talk!" Qin Mo said.
"Good, good!" Yang Qian looked at Qin Mo and said, "little brother Qin Mo, you little beauty, this mouth is really powerful!"
"Average!" Qin Mo replied with a wry smile.
At this time, Ma Wencai had already walked to another direction with the picture. He only saw a woman in pink coming this way. Ma Wencai knew that the opportunity was coming. He pretended to fall to the ground.