Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 11 What kind of onion are you?
"Ayi, eat more."

Mo Xiaowan put a piece of pork belly into Ayi's bowl, propped his forehead with his hands, stared at the big guy Ayi, his eyes narrowed into crescents with a smile.

"Pork belly and chicken stew is a good thing. Look at your small body, you should supplement it more."

The pork belly and chicken nuggets in her bowl piled up into mountains, Ayi and Xuanyuan Xing didn't know what was wrong, they got together and insisted on competing.

Not to mention the scuffle together before, eating a chicken pot is not peaceful, I don't know who started it, and then the two competed to put chicken nuggets and pork belly in her bowl.

She began to bury her head in the food and ate it vigorously. She was [-]% to [-]% full, and when her stomach was relieved, she began to talk nonsense.

Seeing the suspicious blush on Ayi's face again, Xuanyuan Xing gave Ayi a hard look, then turned his head to look cute at Mo Xiaowan.

"Sister Xiaowan, don't you care about waking up brother?"

"Brother Xing, you are really shameless."

Mo Xiaowan rolled his eyes at him: "Your family owns a restaurant, do you want something to eat? My family, Ayi, is different. He does rough work for me all day long. See how thin he is, how will he marry a wife in the future?"

Ayi looked at Mo Xiaowan shyly, his head was almost buried in the bottom of the bowl, and there was a burst of laughter in the backyard...

At this time, with a bang, the dilapidated wooden door was kicked open from the outside.

Surrounded by Ouyang Xue and Nanny Li, a group of high-ranking and rough-looking nurses rushed in.

"Hurry up and arrest this lowly hoof who murdered this princess."

Nanny Li is the steward next to the old lady, and this aggressive girl calls herself a princess. Su Gu doesn't need to use her brain to know that her little bowl has caused trouble again.

She hastily pulled Mo Xiaowan behind her, and stood in front together with Ayi.

"Mother Li, today is the old lady's birthday. I don't know that the old lady is looking for a small bowl, but it is to go to Changchun Garden to celebrate her birthday."

"Hey Shou?"

Li Nanny sneered: "Su Gu, I think you are a sensible person, but now you are getting more and more confused? Only the grandchildren of the old lady are eligible to celebrate the birthday by the old lady's side."

She cast a contemptuous glance at Mo Xiaowan: "This little bastard who offended Her Highness the Princess, what right does she have to celebrate her birthday with the old lady?"

"you……"

Su Gu was trembling with anger.

When Mo Xiaowan got into trouble, Ayi had been hiding behind a tree, watching her make a big fuss in the water pavilion, so he knew the whole thing.

On the day of her birthday, the old lady turned down her face and asked the guards to tie up the little ink bowl. It can be seen how furious she was?
From this, it can be inferred how much she loves Ouyang Xue, a niece.

If Xiao Wan was really tied to Changchun Garden and charged with murdering the princess, it would be no longer as simple as being whipped.

No, Xiaowan must not be allowed to take risks.

With a fierce look in Ayi's eyes, he blocked the surrounding guards: "If you want to tie a small bowl, step on me first."

"Which onion are you? A lowly slave. When you die, you die."

Ouyang Xue cast a disdainful glance at A Yi, and snorted coldly: "Mother Li, what are you messing with a bastard? Hurry up."

Mo Xiaowan led the vicious dog into the water pavilion, terrified Ouyang Xue, and made Mo Jinluo unconscious. Xuanyuan Xingyin watched the excitement in the dark with great interest, and saw clearly from the beginning to the end.

He was sitting with his back facing Nanny Li and Ouyang Xue, and since he heard the courtyard door being kicked, he already knew that these people came for the Shuixieting incident.

With him around, how could it be possible to watch Xiaowan being bullied?
Seeing these evil slaves approaching Su Gu and Ayi, he turned his head and stared at Nanny Li with cold eyes: "Who dares to do it?"

(End of this chapter)