Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 245 Goblin Fight (5)
"No way, the young master hid for a while when he was about to collide with you."

There was a smile on the corners of Mo Xiang's eyes and eyebrows, she was happy that her young lady escaped a catastrophe, the eldest young master was upright, in the words of his wife, with an elm head, only four books and five classics in his eyes, maybe there could be a Yan Ruyu in the book.

There are a lot of grass growing in the back garden, except for winter jasmine and peach blossoms, some of them have already bloomed. The air is fresh and the sun is not glaring. Mo Yan took a few steps and stretched.

Recently, her martial arts practice has improved rapidly, and Mo Yan has a flexible figure. Because of regular exercise, she has grown a little taller, as tall as 15-year-old Xia Ruoxue.The soup was still nourishing, and she had to drink a cup of soy milk every day, and her breasts were obviously heaving, which made her secretly happy for a long time.

"Miss, did the young master enter the mansion through the corner gate in the back garden?"

Moli, the maid next to Lu's, was holding a small porcelain jar with a bitter face. Fortunately, the young master didn't go back to the mansion often, otherwise the servant would collapse, so he should stay in the Imperial College and harm those classmates.

"Yes, mother sent you to deliver soup again?"

Mo Yan nodded, and said kindly, "Mother wants to help Daddy pack the bags. If you are so busy, why don't I help you take them there."

"Thank you ma'am!"

When Mo Li heard it, she handed the tray to Mo Xiang as if she had been granted an amnesty, and saluted hurriedly, then turned her head and walked hurriedly with the corner of her skirt in her hands. Mo Yan sighed, "Brother always has such power."

Hearing that soup was going to be delivered to the young master, Mo Xiang took two steps back. It wasn't that she didn't want to deliver it. She had no ink in her stomach and couldn't understand what was being said. If she listened for an hour, she would definitely fall asleep.

"Okay, Miss Ben will deliver it in person!"

Mo Yan has a feeling that the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone. I hope that the eldest brother Mo Qingfeng has no tea to drink, so that maybe a quarter of an hour can be shortened compared to usual.

Mo Qingfeng's yard needs to go through the second entrance. It is not far from the back garden. Just walk along the cobblestone path. In his yard, there are only stone screens as decorations. There are a few pines and cypresses in the yard. I heard that scholars always put their own Comparing it to a pine tree, it is evergreen in all seasons, regardless of wind, rain, or severe cold.

The courtyard was quiet and there was no one there.On weekdays there is only one woman who cleans, because Mo Qingfeng only comes back once a month, so the yard is sometimes locked, and the woman goes to other places to help.After time travel, Mo Yan only came here once. There was a big bookshelf in the study, which was densely packed with books. Mo Yan picked out a few books at random, and found that the language was obscure, and she couldn't understand it, so she didn't pay any more attention.

The door of the room was ajar, and it was quiet inside, not knowing if the eldest brother was there, Mo Yan put the tray on the bench under the veranda, and looked inside along the crack of the door.

Mo Qingfeng was sitting in the corner of the study room. There was a stack of books in front of the desk. He lowered his head, not knowing what to read, and read with great interest, shaking his head occasionally, muttering in his mouth.It was the first time Mo Yan saw this expression of elder brother, with a smile and a look of sudden understanding in his eyes, could it be said that he had comprehended the knowledge in the book?

As a scholar, reading is more important than eating. The elder brother is serious and a bit pedantic. He will be admitted to Jinshi and become an official in the future. If he takes over from his father's class with his temperament, he will definitely be better than blue.

"Wonderful, haha, really wonderful!"

Mo Qingfeng suddenly clapped her hands and shouted. Mo Yan was unprepared and staggered in fright. She suddenly became curious and wanted to see what book her elder brother was reading.

Soon, the study room was silent again, Mo Qingfeng lowered his head concentratedly, and didn't even notice Mo Yan entered the door.After practicing martial arts, she is as light as a swallow, and Mo Yan walks silently, but the sunlight in the room is bright, and her body has a projection on the ground, if the elder brother is a little distracted, he will definitely be able to see it.

Curiosity prevailed, even if the eldest brother finds out, the big deal is to educate Ziyue for an hour, anyway, the eldest brother will go to the Imperial College tomorrow, thinking of this, Mo Yan moved in the direction of the window, and soon came to Mo Yan silently. Behind the breeze.Mo Qingfeng has a thick book in his hand, and it is an illustrated version of the color pages. It must be worth a lot. Mo Yan looked at it carefully, and was immediately embarrassed. The erotic palace in the middle is not the same. Regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, the key parts have been enlarged, and there are some small characters introducing the poses below, what **** is written in extra detail.

With his younger sister behind him, Mo Qingfeng didn't realize that he had entered into a state of ecstasy. It was rare to get two good erotic books. I heard that they were written by national players. He was afraid of being seen by everyone in the Imperial College and would damage his image, so he specially brought them back. At home, you must read it before noon to appreciate the true meaning of it, so that you can apply what you have learned when you have the opportunity.

As expected of a national artist, the illustrations are small but extremely clear. Mo Qingfeng was very excited to read it, and turned a page without letting go of the scroll.

Who said the ancients were conservative?This is all and what.Mo Yan covered her face, her face flushed. Although she had a thorough understanding of the body structure of men and women due to her professional relationship, she was an out-and-out big girl, not even a hooligan.

Standing behind him and reading a few pages, Mo Yan was deeply impressed. It turns out that eroticism is also a profound knowledge, and those moves alone can dazzle people.

Going out secretly, Mo Yan picked up the tray, took a deep breath, tried to make herself look normal, she knocked on the door gently, "Is the elder brother there, mother asked me to bring the soup."

"Oh."

Mo Qingfeng was very unhappy when he was interrupted, his face tensed, he coughed twice, "Come in."

After getting permission, Mo Yan took a tray and walked into it with small steps, looking around at the layout of the elder brother's study room. The calligraphy and paintings on the wall were all made by the elder brother. It is indeed a bit of character, no wonder it is a well-known talent in Kyoto.

"Brother, the days in the Imperial College were hard, you should also pay attention to your health, take it easy when you return home."

As Mo Yan said, she walked to the desk and made a gesture to put away the big brother's erotic pictures. Mo Qingfeng's face tightened, and he quickly hugged the baby and didn't let go. One book costs 50 taels of silver, and he has written several articles for others It is only earned by the theory. If it is damaged, there is no place to repair it.

The two of you come and go, the erotic map is opened, and the overlapping bodies of men and women are presented in front of people. Mo Yan pretends not to understand, and asks in confusion, "Brother, what is this?" ..."

Mo Qingfeng frowned, not in the slightest embarrassment of being discovered, her little sister's foster mother hasn't come yet, what does she know, just perfunctory a few words, but how can she casually flip through things, in the books in the room, Containing a lot of erotic stories and restricted-level pornographic scripts, when Mo Qingfeng decided to leave, he locked the door a few more times. These are his treasures, so they can't be seen by others.

"Brother, you know that my little sister likes to talk about ghost stories the most. This is still with illustrations, why don't you lend me to go back and have a look."

Mo Yan won't let it go if he gets a chance to bully Big Brother. Hmph, he usually pretends to be an old stereotype, and keeps saying "Zi Yue", now it's revealed!

(End of this chapter)