Chapter 214

Here, at least can feel the taste of home, although this home, has been far away from her, but at least there is comfort in my heart.

Seeing ghost like this, Huang Jiuge can't help but feel sympathy and soften her attitude: "as long as I have nothing else to do, I will come often, but most of them will be in the evening. But if you want me to chat with you, you have to tell me your story

Huang Jiuge is not a gossip lover, but she is also curious, so she suddenly wants to know the ghost story.

"Well, I'll tell you my story next time." Ghost did not mention their story and escape, but very happy, it seems that in its story, there is no sad things, even if there is, it is absolutely happy than sad many, so that she ignored sad.

In the other courtyard of Wen's family, it should be said that it is Wen Jinran's other courtyard, because this other courtyard belongs to Wen Jinran's private.

After Sikong cut came, Wen Jinran has been living with him in other courtyard, not worried about his boredom. People like Sikong cut never know what boredom is.

So, he also lives here, just because they have something important recently.

Although the night is deep, but Wen Jinran has not slept, walking around in the courtyard outside the study, feeling a little uneasy.

Because, he tracked the man and let him find out, so he escaped.

Although he didn't fight with that man, and he didn't know how good his martial arts were, it was not easy for him to find his own tracking.

Also, that man is not an ordinary person. Once, he was the deputy commander of the palace guard, protecting the emperor's safety. Where was his military function so low!

He worried that he was not the opponent of that man, and that he could not make that man believe that he had no malice, so he had to let Sikong cut off. Even if the man still didn't believe in Sikong, he could still control him with his martial arts.

However, I don't know if Sikong has controlled him. If it's because he messed up, he will feel guilty.

"I said, Mr. Wen, you make me dizzy."

In the yard, next to the stone table, there was a stream of ink eating cakes. Because there was something in his mouth, he could not speak clearly.

Wen Jinran looks at the ink stream, and his mouth can't help twitching. This boy can really eat!

"Boy, if you eat at night, aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

"What are you afraid of? I have a recipe for not being fat. " Ink flow complacent say, completely don't worry.

Wen Jinran is defeated, OK! If you don't eat fat, you are willful.

Fortunately, his family has more money than anything. No matter how he eats, he can still afford it.

This pair of martial nephews, who live and eat for nothing here, are not embarrassed at all. Moreover, they are more casual than him. He also admires them.

In fact, it's not because Mo Liu's master Rong Mo and Si kongcao are brothers that Mo Liu calls Si kongcao martial uncle. They are just brothers of brotherhood.

At first, Rong Mo asked Mo Liu to call Sikong Chou his elder brother, but Sikong Chou felt that it would be a mess of generations, and he felt that he was at a loss.

Seven or eight years ago, when he was just a teenager, he couldn't accept being called uncle. He felt that he was old, so later, he was called uncle.

In fact, Wen Jinran didn't like the title of elder brother Wen either, because in this way, he lost a generation in front of Rong Mo and Si kongcao. He also wants Mo Liu to call him martial uncle, but they say that martial uncle wants one. If he doesn't mind, call him uncle Wen.