Lingluoyu just wanted to follow up, but was pressed down by the ink Xuan dust: "feather son, give me the burnt fragrant wood, and I will talk to him alone!"
He hesitated at the moment when he took over jiaoxiangmu.
"Yu'er, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but this thing It's about our ancestors of Mohism... "
"I understand! I'm not interested! "
Ling Luoyu really doesn't want to be interested.
From the reaction of the blind madman, his relationship with Mo xuanchen's grandmother is really unusual.
As a granddaughter-in-law, this kind of ambiguous thing, or do not know better.
Mo Xuan dust spoiled the tip of her nose: "wait for me here!"
Ling Luoyu picked up the green fruit with a smile: "it's with me!"
She went to the window, looking at Mo Xuan dust toward the blind madman.
The blind madman seems to be in memory, aimlessly walking along the path, fingers caressing every piece of flowers and trees.
"For a long time I haven't touched you for a long time! I thought I would never come back in my life... "
Sensing the breath behind him, he seemed to think of something and turned around.
"By the way, what about your grandmother? How is she? "
"She I didn't come back... "
"I know She can't come back! What I want to ask is, how is she doing? Your grandfather should have been very kind to her! "
There was a smile on the blind man's face, as if talking about a beloved treasure.
"A woman like her deserves to be held in the palm of any man's hand..."
Mo Xuan dust drooped his eyes and did not speak.
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