"Hello? Hello? Auntie, are you still there?" Xiao Yifeng shouted one after another.
Enen still didn't speak.
"Auntie, are you angry?"
Enen didn't say anything, just hung up the phone gently.
This is much more serious than losing your temper.
Xiao Yifeng stared at Xiao Tiancai's phone and watch for a few seconds and sighed.
Girls are troublesome. They don't know how to solve problems, so they just hang up the phone in anger.
childish.
Xiao Yifeng patted his forehead, come on, this family can't survive without him!
Return to the children's room.
Xiao Yifeng walked to the bathroom door and knocked hard several times, "Master, Master!"
Soon, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
Mo He's voice came, "I'll wash it quickly and help you wash it right away."
"It's not about taking a bath, it's about my aunt. My aunt is angry."
"Why is she angry?"
"I told her about Si Die."
Mo He fell silent.
After waiting for five or six minutes, he didn't say anything.
Xiao Yifeng was almost worried to death.
These elders, all of them, would just stay silent when something happened.
None of them are reassuring.
Xiao Yifeng organized some words and said: "Master, please stay away from that Si Die in the future. My aunt and I don't like you getting too close to her."
There was silence in the bathroom.
Xiao Yifeng had limited experience and could not guess his true thoughts, so he decided to use his trump card, "Master, you always say that I am the reincarnation of your master. Yes, I admit that I am the reincarnation of your master. As a centenarian, I My wisdom warns you not to get too close to that Si Die. Getting too close will not be good for you."
"Click."
The door lock unlocked.
The bathroom door opens from the inside.
Xiao Yifeng was about to speak.
The next second, a slender arm stretched out from inside and pulled him in.
Mo He took off his clothes in a few strokes.
Press him into the bathtub.
After wetting his short fluffy hair and applying shampoo, Mo He helped him wash his hair skillfully.
After washing his hair, he applied shower gel.
Mo He's big hands gently rubbed Grandma Xiao Yifeng's white and small limbs.
I remember helping Master take a bath a few years ago.
The master has short hair and a chicken skin, and is very tall. It takes a long time to take a bath every time.
This little baby is white and slender. She is not big, but her tone is not small.
He's so young, but he's actually dictating his life.
He wanted to spank his little bottom.
Xiao Yifeng looked up at Mo He's handsome features and felt that he was unfathomable for the first time.
He stretched out his little hand, took his arm, shook it, and said coquettishly: "Master, you are talking. Don't imitate my childish aunt, she will only get sulky."
Mo He gently rubbed his back with a bath towel, "You have the wisdom of a centenarian, can't you guess what I want to say?"
Xiao Yifeng became anxious, "I am the wisdom of a centenarian, and I am not a roundworm in your belly. How can I know what you want to say?"
Mo He took him out of the bathroom, wrapped him in a large bath towel, and wiped the water off his body.
I applied lotion again.
Clean up neatly.
The two of them were lying on the bed side by side.
"Didi."
Mo He's cell phone placed on the cabinet against the wall suddenly rang.
Xiao Yifeng knew that this was the WeChat notification tone he set for Mo He.
Usually few people send Master WeChat messages, and even less so at this time.
You don't need to guess to know that it's Si Die.
Xiao Yifeng suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.
Mo He got up and got out of bed, went to get his phone, and clicked on WeChat.
Xiao Yifeng leaned her little head over, stared at the phone screen, and asked, "Is it that butterfly?"
Mo He hummed.
"what did she say?"
"Ask me if I slept? You want to ask me out for coffee this weekend."
Xiao Yifeng felt that this Si Die either had poor language understanding or was too thick-skinned.
He made it so clear.
Why is she still obsessed with evil?
Xiao Yifeng reached out and took the mobile phone from Mo He's hand, and said in voice: "Hello, Aunt Si Die. My master asked me to tell you that his master is Taoist Priest Mo Xuan, who was a Taoist priest born in the late Qing Dynasty. I Master was raised by a Taoist priest, and he also studied under a Taoist priest, so he is naturally a Taoist priest. Taoist priests cannot get married, so Aunt Si Die should give up on my master."
Si Die was stunned.
A few seconds passed.
She chuckled softly and replied, "Monks can't get married, Taoist priests can get married, and now even monks can get married."
Xiao Yifeng replied: "My master is not only a Taoist priest, but also a fool. He knows nothing about emotions. As for when he will be enlightened, it is unknown. It may take ten or eight years, or it may take twenty or thirty years. How old are you? He’s not young anymore, don’t waste your precious time on him.”
Si Die called directly and said, "Let your master answer the phone."
Xiao Yifeng said: "My master asked me to take it."
"You are a child and cannot represent your master. Let him take it. I have something to say to him."
Xiao Yifeng lost his temper and shut down his phone.
He turned to look at Mo He, "Master, the age on your ID card is only twenty, but your actual age should be even younger. At a young age, it's easy to recognize people unclearly. Don't just spend a lot of time flirting with a woman when you meet her. When you graduate from college with me, and have academic qualifications and experience, it will not be too late to fall in love by then, and my aunt will have grown up by then."
Mo He pursed his lips and said nothing.
Xiao Yifeng was most afraid of his silence.
He stood up from the bed, lay in his arms, stretched out his little hand, and touched his head decently, "Master, you are too simple. You are suitable for the silly sweetness of my aunt, but not for that butterfly. Then There are so many butterflies with so many eyes that even a three-year-old child can spot them. If you are with her, I am afraid that you will be deceived."
Mo He still didn't speak, and just held Xiao Yifeng in his arms.
He hugged her for a while before letting go.
Xiao Yifeng turned off the lamp.
The two lay down again.
Both the master and the disciple had their own thoughts, and neither of them felt sleepy.
After a long time.
Mo He said, "It's impossible for your aunt and I. Don't waste any time in the future. It will only make your grandma hate me even more."
Xiao Yifeng put her little face on his arm and comforted: "Master, don't be sad, it will be fine when my aunt grows up. It's not that my grandma hates you, it's her instinct as a parent. She will wait until you give birth. Daughter, I understand. Look at my sister Xiao Xingyan, only my dad, grandpa and grandpa are allowed to hold her. No other men are allowed to touch her. "
Mo He said: "Your aunt is too young. It will take more than ten years for her to grow up. In more than ten years, there will be many changes, the most important one is my grandmother."
"Your grandma?"
"Um."
Mo He stared at the ceiling, "My grandmother is over eighty years old. She said that she was holding on for breath and living until now just to see me get married and have children. If I promised you, I might have to break my promise. Even if that person is not Si Die will also be another woman."
Xiao Yifeng has lived such a long life, and for the first time, he experienced the feeling of regret.
Not only regretful, but also unspeakably uncomfortable.
The cooked uncle is going to fly!
It was like half an arm was cut off by a knife.
He said silently in his heart: Silly aunt, please wish yourself well, I have tried my best.
Half a month later.
Su Hua received a call from Ke Bei, "In Lu Ji's case, we arrested some people based on Ji Fu's explanation. Now we are waiting for Lu Ji's explanation, but since he was arrested, he has refused to say a word. No matter how he tries, It’s been exhausted, but it’s useless. In those cases back then, some lacked witnesses and some lacked physical evidence. If Lu Ji refuses to confess, it will affect subsequent sentencing.”
Su Hua didn't expect that Lu Ji, who was usually soft and soft, would have such hard bones for a moment.
Think about it for a few minutes.
Su Hua had an idea, "Wait, I have an idea!"
