Chapter 757

Xu Yanchu can generally understand what he said.

Therefore, he was very witty to reply, "in that case, there is Lao Xian's brother."

Mu Qianxun didn't go on with this topic, but he was a little disgusted and said, "when I returned to the southern Qin Dynasty, I didn't hide my surname, but I buried my name. If you don't want to call me brother, please call me to admire you. Don't talk about brother Xian. "

Xu Yanchu asked him for help, but he didn't dare to talk to him. He turned his lips and muttered, "why do you want me to give in when you change your name?"

"Do you expect him to accommodate you?" It was song Shiyu who said this. The expression on his face seemed to ask Xu Yanchu, "are you dreaming?"

The facts mu Qianxun said about Yin Yang grass and Yama Ling were too profound. She digested for a while before she understood them.

Just slow off God to hear Xu Yanchu murmur that sentence, can't help but mouth cheap ask back.

Of course, what she said is also true.

Both mu Qianxun and Xu Yanchu agree with this point.

Mu Qianxun can't accommodate Xu Yanchu, and Xu Yanchu doesn't have the ability to accommodate him.

"I'd better call you elder brother than Lord mu! It's better to be a relative, so you don't have to be bullied by others. "

"Whatever you want." Mu Qianxun answered the sentence flatly, and then put away the chess pieces.

Things said almost, Xu Yanchu did not intend to stay to be angry with him.

Before leaving, he asked mu Qianxun, "when will the yam grandfather come back?"

Mu Qianxun's answer is, "how do I know?"

Then he left without looking back.

Outside the house, the rain was still falling. When Song Yu had nothing to do, he played two games of chess with mu Qianxun until Song Yu came over with a small milk bag.

This painting style is not only the rain of Song Dynasty, but also mu Qianxun.

"Dad, how can you be with Xi'er?"

"It's raining outside. I picked him up on the way." Song Yu said very casually.

As soon as his voice fell, the little milk bag in his arms leaned towards mu Qianxun, raised his little hand and said, "Dad, hold it!" He is also because of the rain outside, just by the way let Song Yu hold over.

Otherwise, he doesn't like Song Yu. How can he hold him.

Song Yu was not happy when he saw that he was facing mu Qianxun.

Although it's a matter of course that xiaonaibao "kisses his father".

"Can't I hold you? Why do you want him to hold you

Xiaonaibao's face was confused when he heard this, and his eyes were strange.

Seeing him looking at himself, Song Yu said, "do you think I'm better looking than him?"

Xiaonaibao

Dad, there are strange corn here... Oh no, it's grandfather.

"I don't think so. Dad's the best

When Song Yu heard the words, his eyes could not help but chill. He just wanted to say something. When Song Yu had already stood up quickly.

"Dad, let me hold Xi'er!"

Hearing the familiar voice, the temperature in his eyes warmed up, but he didn't give song Shiyu the small milk bag in his arms.

The reason is very simple. He has always been the only one who dislikes other people's share.

"He doesn't like me to hold him. I'll hold him until he likes it."

Xiaonaibao is a smart xiaonaibao. After his words, he immediately said, "I like you to hold me." So, should you give me to little fish?

Well, according to the common sense, it's not Song Yu.

"Since you like it, I'll keep holding you."

Xiaonaibao

Since ancient times, deep love can't be retained, only routine can win people's hearts.