Here comes the vinegar king

Chapter 128 Mo Lao vomits blood
On this side, Xiang Yan Wuhen and Yun Changqing are expressing their attitudes and the other is playing all kinds of tricks, while Xiang Yunling slowly gets up, washes up, and then slowly sits on the pile of black radishes in the big yard Oh, after one night, those people have become gray radishes, drinking tea and eating snacks gracefully facing the pile of radishes.

Butler Mo was delighted to see him. He didn't mind Miss Ling'er taking Qiao for a while longer. Girls are supposed to have a posture, so there's no reason why they have to rush out to meet others as soon as they come?

Therefore, Steward Mo can come and go freely in Shuiyun's house. For those who have already reached a consensus, Yunling is very happy to include him in his own category, "Old Mo, come and try the health-preserving tea I newly researched. .”

She waved happily at Old Butler Mo, "Come, come, come," she stood up, and eagerly went to pull him, "Don't grind, Old Mo, my tea is specially researched for you Woolen cloth!"

Old Butler Mo's face was moved: "Miss, here, little one, old slave..." A cup of warm tea was stuffed into his hand, and Yun Ling looked at him with a smile, "Old Mo, you are respected by my brother." Naturally, he is also someone I, Yunling, should respect, so try it quickly and see if it tastes good."

Old Butler Mo was also a passionate young man when he was young. Seeing that Yunling had expressed his heart to this point, he no longer refused. He raised his head and drank the tea in one gulp, "Good tea!"

Yunling was speechless, how could Lao Mo be drinking tea?He's clearly drinking alcohol!But forget it, anyway, sooner or later you have to drink the tea, it’s no different from drinking it slowly, as long as the effect is achieved, “This tea has the effect of lowering blood lipids, and it has obvious effects on fat people. Mo Lao, if you don’t mind being my guinea pig, you can take these tea bags back, make a cup every morning, and make a cup every night before going to bed, and after a month, I promise you won’t be afraid of strenuous walking anymore!”

Butler Mo hurriedly put the small pile of well-packed tea bags into his sleeves, and the old and the young chatted while eating the tea, and the time passed unconsciously.

Yun Changqing's suppressed anger burst out when he saw the old and the young who were drinking tea and chatting among the water clouds: "Old Mo!"

Old Butler Mo shook his hand, and half of the tea fruit in his hand fell to the ground with a hiss. He glanced at the tea fruit on the ground pitifully, stood up neatly and greeted it: "Master!"

Yun Changqing strode over and stretched out his foot, kicking Old Butler Mo to the ground!
"Give you three points of color and you really think you are a master? Who do you think you are? Can you eat at the same table with my eldest daughter of the Yun family?" Yun Changqing chased after him and wanted to kick him again. , but before he could make any further moves, Yun Ling flashed past and stood in front of him.

"My honorable father, please at least learn how to write the word 'respect'!" Yunling looked displeased, and glanced sideways, and the pile of gray radishes tightly tied up by Nine Kills immediately screamed. The ground flew over and roared viciously in unison: "Who dares to fight between the water and the clouds?!"

Yun Changqing only felt that everything was dark in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw a group of beggars in ragged clothes, and he couldn't help becoming even more angry: "Yun Ling, why are you bringing all these dubious people to Yunfu? Come in? Do you regard Yun Mansion as a shelter? You are so disrespectful!"

There were two gray radishes that helped Old Butler Mo to his feet, and he stepped forward and helped him to Yun Ling: "Master, Old Mo is vomiting blood."

(End of this chapter)