Mei Fei Shi Wu, Wang Ye, don't come here

Chapter 233 Chapter 236

Little Amao pointed at the portrait on the wall in disbelief.

"How? My friend Amao, are you still talking about me and the portrait above?" Nangong Yingxin saw Amao's expression, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and squatted down to meet his gaze.

"You? Her!" Amao's mouth was still wide open. He glanced at the portrait, then at Nangong Yingxin, and the words stuck in his throat.

"Yes! You're not mistaken! I've told you, you brat, that she and I are not the same person!" Nangong Yingxin looked at Amao with the expression that she said that you had misunderstood someone.

"But..." The little ghost still raised his eyes persistently, staring at the portrait on the wall, and looked at the blue clothes in front of him looking at him again with extreme disbelief.

"What is that!" Nangong Yingxin stretched out his hand directly, closed the little boy's mouth that was still open, then gently turned his head away, and raised it slightly so that he could see the portrait on the wall clearly, "Look Look, first of all, this guy on the wall is wearing women's clothing, then, this guy looks extremely ugly, and lastly, look at this guy's obvious pockmarked face, and there is a birthmark the size of a biscuit on the right side of his face. Don't you think so? "

Listening to Nangong Yingxin's words, the little ghost saw the portraits painted on the wall, and it seemed to be true. He hesitated, but still nodded, and said "yes" slightly.

Seeing little Amao's reaction, Nangong Ying nodded with satisfaction.

"Ah Mao! Brother, I'm just like the wind, handsome and unrestrained, everyone loves me, flowers bloom when I see flowers..." As she spoke, Nangong Yingxin was startled by herself, and when she came back to her senses, she lowered her head and looked at Xiao Ah With a dazed look on his face, Mao stopped his illogical words, and with an abrupt turning point, he brought the topic into the conclusion, "Anyway, my son looks completely different from the person on the wall, she is not me, I'm not her either, as long as the two of us have nothing to do with each other. Tell me, don't you!"

"But..." Little Amao listened to the words of the person in front of him, although what the person said was true, why did he always feel a little weird.

"There is nothing but!" Nangong Yingxin ignored little Amao's "but" and directly interrupted his words, "Little Amao, you just need to tell me, is what I just said the truth?"

As the boy in blue said, he stood up straight away, walked to the front where the arrest warrant was posted, and stood beside the portrait, so that little friend Amao could have a direct sensory comparison.

The painting on the wall is "Greedy Ghost", with dense freckles on his face, and a mole on the corner of his mouth that is the same as that of Su Niang, who lives next door who specially leads the red thread for others, and there is a mole on the right cheek that is really the same as A black thing the size of a biscuit; and, although the face of the person standing next to him seems somewhat similar to the person in the painting, no, they should look the same, why can't we see half of the resemblance now?Looking at the portrait on the wall, the little boy frowned slightly, always feeling something weird.

The little guy rolled his eyes straight, glanced at the portrait in the painting for a while, and then stared at the man in blue in front of him. Comparing the two, they seemed to have no slight similarity at all.

"How?" Nangong Yingxin looked at the dazed but rolling black eyes, and smiled slightly, "I'm completely different from the glutton above, right?"

"Hmm...it seems...is...is it..." Amao looked at Nangong Yingxin with a face of complete confusion, and the uncertain voice dragged on for a long time.

"It's not 'seemingly'! It's a fact! I look completely different from the person on the wall!" Nangong Yingxin squatted down again, stood in front of Amao, looked at the little boy, and even reached out to pinch the kid Nose on the head, "So, don't call anyone a 'greedy ghost' understand? This is very impolite! Didn't your mother tell you about this? Also, remember me and the wall The guy doesn't look like that at all, you know?"

"Oh..." Amao nodded, but his face still showed disbelief, or he didn't seem to listen at all.

"A Mao! Ah Mao stop playing, come back to eat!" Just as Nangong Yingxin was still talking to the little devil in front of him, a woman's voice came from not far away.

"Little ghost, your mother is calling you to go back to eat. Go back!" Not far away, a middle-aged woman shouted in the direction of the two of them. Nangong Yingxin rubbed the little ghost's head and raised her eyes slightly.

"I'm not a little devil, I'm a man, Amao!" But the point of little Amao's obedience was not the last sentence telling him to go back to eat, but the words "little devil".

"Okay! You're not a little devil, you're Amao. Are you okay?" Looking at the little devil who was still obsessed with being a man, Nangong Yingxin smiled until his eyes narrowed into a line, and said with a smile.

"Amao! Did you hear that? Come back for dinner! If you don't come back, your dog Rhubarb will eat up all your food!" The voice from over there came again.

"Rhubarb! Don't steal my food!" The little devil, Amao, heard the voice behind him, shouted, and immediately turned his head and ran towards the source of the voice.

He was still arguing calmly, insisting that others call him "Macho Amao", but when he heard that the food was robbed, his foodie nature was immediately exposed, and he immediately fought for "food"!Nangong Yingxin looked at the figure of Amao running away with a smile on his face. Sure enough, the explosive power of the foodies is extremely strong!

Nangong Yingxin still had a smile on his face, but the windy man over there suddenly stopped his galloping pace.Only halfway through the run, the little devil stopped, looked up at the direction of the blue-clothed man, and shouted from a distance: "Greedy ghost, next time Ah Mao will treat you to a bun too!"

After Ah Mao said that, before Nangong Yingxin could react, he ran away again, and the already petite figure was getting farther and farther away.

Nangong Yingxin listened to Amao's words, and when she came back to her senses, she looked helpless, and shouted at the flying little ghost: "I told you, I'm not a glutton!"

But after the little ghost said that, he ran straight to his mother without looking back.He didn't pay any attention to Nangong Yingxin who was itching with anger behind him.

The nasty little devil still calls her a glutton, how does she look like a "glutton" on the wall! "Is this girl as ugly as that guy?" The blue-clothed boy raised his eyes, and glanced at himself in the painting, which he had processed to be extremely ugly.Glancing at the wanted notice on the wall, Nangong Yingxin looked at the portrait on the wanted notice with a look of disgust, got up and stood up.

"Ouch!" Standing up, she turned around, but she didn't expect that someone was coming towards her right behind her, and directly collided with that person.

(End of this chapter)