Chapter 1277

"Little Grandpa, don't worry. I'm ok. I'm involved in avalanche. She lost her first child with the king of hell. I owe it to them. So I've promised to let avalanche stay with the king of Yan. I'm here today, just for company."

Young Mu's eyes on ink show good concern. In a few words, he said the relationship between several people again.

It is also specially emphasized that today's guest is Qi Yan, who is only a foil to Yu Yuehan.

It's not about anything else.

It's not her intention to hear Qi Yan come to visit Mohist school. Mo Chengliang's face really eased.

She told her to take good care of herself before pacing in.

As soon as I got to the living room, I saw Qi Yan, who had stepped into the living room first, sitting down with Tan Bangbang, holding a bunch of grapes on the table, carefully peeling off the skin, passing them to tan Bangbang's mouth and feeding her.

"Avalanche, you like this. Taste it!"

"I don't like fruit." Tan Bangbang glanced at him and found that people were all around him. He pushed his hand away uneasily.

Qi Yan is not upset. He puts down the grapes, picks up the biscuits on the table and feeds them to her mouth.

"Then try this. It looks good."

"I'm not hungry."

Tan collapsed or refused.

In Mohist school, she has always been used to hiding in the place that others can't see, quietly guarding the young mu.

This is the first time that she has appeared in front of everyone in such a dignified way. She is not comfortable at all.

Qi Yan, however, is not an Ansheng. He has been feeding her.

One is fruit, the other is biscuit.

Even the water came to her mouth and asked her if she would drink it

After being rejected by her, he not only did not stop, but also put the water cup on the table heavily and drank it cold.

"What's the preparation? There's nothing my fiancee likes! It seems that after the master of the Mohist family was ill, the way of the Mohist family's hospitality was no longer good. "

“……”

His sudden attack stunned all the people including Tan avalanche.

Including Mo Chengliang who just walked into the living room.

Qi Yan's words, at first, sound like satire. After careful consideration, he feels that they have deep meaning.

Mo Cheng's hale and hearty old eyes squinted, but he was not angry and walked forward.

Beckoning the housekeeper to take away all the things on the table, and then asked Qi Yan and Tan Bengbeng what they wanted to eat, and asked people to prepare again.

Then he waved away the superfluous people in the living room and sat down by himself.

Looking at Qi Yan.

"The Qi family and the Mohist family have some connections, but they haven't been in touch for many years. I don't know if you come to visit the medicine king today. What's your advice?"

"To talk to someone as clear as Mr. Mo is to be at ease. If you don't give advice, you have to make a calculation."

Qi Yan opens his lips slowly.

Mo Chengliang is stunned. "How about accounting?"

"That's right. It's a personal account your Mohist family owes me!" Qi Yan's face sank, and the atmosphere in the living room became depressed.

Did not wait for ink to show good reaction, he corner of the mouth and a touch of arc.

"Don't worry, Murao. This account is not for you. The one who owes me hasn't arrived."

“……”

No one knows what Qi Yan wants to do, only to hear that he has just finished, and see the housekeeper hurriedly come in and report back.

"Master, there is always Mo!"

Hearing this, Qi Yan's smile turned to be evil, crazy and cold.

"When we talk about the arrival of Cao Cao, we will not come!"