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Chapter 250 Why He Sees the Elder's Concern for the Junior in the Eyes of the Junior Sister

Before the big rough hand could get in, there was another crisp sound, and it was slapped away mercilessly.

Ye Xiuyan's face turned even darker.

With deep eyes, she stared at him faintly.

Still dare to pinch, why do you really think she dare not beat others?
Rebel!

"Uh."

Mu Jian was startled, as if being scalded, he withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

"Don't get in the way, just stay there."

Mu Si sneered, pushed the two senior brothers away, and made up the knife very comfortably: "Just because you two are clumsy and stupid, you want to please the little junior sister, go ahead and dream."

Pushed by her prehistoric force, Mu Jian staggered and almost fell, and rolled his eyes angrily.

How could he be flattering, he clearly saw a familiar shadow on the little girl.

In other words, why did he feel that when the little girl squinted her eyes and stared at him, she was [-]% like the master?
"Junior Junior Sister, ignore them."

Mu Si squatted down, brushed her hair in a cool and handsome way, and winked at the little junior sister: "The two of them are so pissy, their skin itches if they don't get beaten every day, and they have to be beaten a few times to be honest."

Ye Xiuyan blinked her eyes, looking at the unrestrained smiling face close at hand, her mind was in a trance.

Mu Si is her only female apprentice, and besides Mu Li, she is the one she cares about the most.

She is different from Mu Jian and Mu Hor, she is not talented, but she has been strong since she was a child, she studies hard, and refuses to admit defeat.

In her eyes, Master is a model of self-improvement and self-reliance for women, and an example for her to imitate and worship throughout her life.

Therefore, her words and deeds are subconsciously imitating Master.

Even the free and unrestrained temperament of following one's inclinations, has also learned ten percent.

Little Junior Sister is so cute.

I couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to move.

Mu Si is a cute baby control, seeing the little junior sister looking at her in a daze, she is so cute that she almost has a nosebleed.

She was secretly happy, and took the opportunity to extend her hand.

Ye Xiuyan only felt emotional for a few seconds before someone sneaked into her pink and tender cheeks.

Glancing at the wanton kneading claws, his momentum changed drastically in an instant.

"Snapped."

With a crisp sound, she unceremoniously slapped the rebel's hand away, and incidentally knocked another violent shudder on the forehead.

"Ouch."

Mu Si was caught off guard, and was knocked on her face. She leaned back covering her forehead, and almost sat on the ground.

At this moment, she and Mu Jiansheng had the same thoughts.

Little Junior Sister knocked on her forehead, why did she knock so smoothly?
Obviously not moving fast, why didn't he dodge?

Where does this familiar feeling come from?

"Pfft."

Mu Moji looked funny, couldn't hold back for a while, burst out laughing.

When Ye Xiuyan heard the laughter, she instantly shifted her attention.

The sparkling beautiful eyes looked at the gentle and elegant young man, filled with endless tenderness and longing.

Mu Li, her Mu Li.

The most caring and gentle apprentice.

How lucky she was to be reincarnated and to see him again.

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At this moment, Mu Moji was completely opposite to her mood.

His smile froze, and his heart trembled violently.

Why did he see the elder's concern for the younger in the eyes of his junior sister.

Where does this weird feeling come from?

"Little Junior Sister has seen me before?"

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply squatted down and asked tentatively.

"Does it hurt?"

Ye Xiuyan didn't answer, but stretched out her hand to grab half of his remaining sleeve, tears welled up on her eyelids.

"boom!"

Mu Moxi's mind was shocked, as if struck by lightning, he stood there dumbfounded.

He vaguely remembered that when his arm was cut off, A Niang was just like this, clutching his remaining sleeve, her heart ached like twisting.

His broken arm was a pain that A Niang could never let go of in her life.

It is also her burden.

　Thank you, little fairy white shirt, for the handsome monthly pass.

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(End of this chapter)