Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Mu xiaorou embraces Tang Xiao and consciously embraces his little uncle's heart and baby's pimples. As a result, he enriches his speech and deliberately prolongs his epilogue, saying, "can some people not be so sour?"

Master Mu took a look at her. He was in a good mood and didn't choke with her.

Mu xiaorou reached out and poked Xiao Jingye's elbow. "Do you think there's something wrong with the smell in this room?"

Young master Xiao didn't respond, "ah? What does it smell like? "

"Well... It tastes like Laba vinegar." Mu xiaorou looked at the red sun outside the window and said dryly in the inflexible and emotionless voice of the female news anchor, "look, does the sun outside look like garlic in Laba vinegar?"

Tang Xiao, "..."

Mu Yunshen, "..."

A question mark appeared on Xiao Jingye's head, "what Laba vinegar? What garlic? "

Mu xiaorou gloated at the magical change of her little uncle's face. At the same time, she murmured to Xiao Jingye, "it's very lovely."

Xiao Jingye, "..."

Although he didn't quite understand what she meant, he always felt that it was not a good description.

Why do young children talk like this?

Xiao Jingye always felt that he had been put together, and his face was a little red. The thing he was carrying on his shoulder was like a tomato, and it was a new variety, black and red.

Tang Xiao glanced at him and thought sympathetically that if he could know that "cute" in Mu xiaorou's Dictionary means "little fool", he would not look so pale.

Mu xiaorou looked around and wondered, "don't you mean playing cards? What about the cards? "

Mu Yunshen looked like he had found some life-saving straw. He quickly raised his hand and said, "I never play with that kind of thing. You should go downstairs and look for it yourself."

"No!" Xiao young master boldly stopped him, "I've got it!"

With that, he took out a box of cards from his pocket and threw them on the table with a "pop" sound.

Today's temperature is not low, but mu Yunshen is still wearing the suit he is used to. The buttons at the cuffs of his shirt are well buttoned. He always feels that the rare cool wind blowing in from the window is a bad wind, which makes his nose not his nose and his eyes not his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and said, "you really have everything in your pocket."

Xiao Jingye said modestly, "it's OK."

Mu Yunshen, "..."

If there is a mirror beside him now, which can reflect his true thoughts, mu Yunshen thinks that he can probably see his ferocious face, his ferocious eyebrows, and his angry hair can stand up.

"Come on, come on." Xiao Jingye didn't see his big brother's fierce anger. He warmly called on the girls to start playing cards. "Whatever you want to play, I can say almost everything."

"Wait a minute." Muyun deep pause for a second, hand pressed his shoulder, "before we start playing cards, we first play something else."

Xiao Jingye blinked curiously, "what are you playing with?"

Mu xiaorou did not think it was too big to watch the excitement. She squeezed her head to get close to him and said, "play what you want, take me one!"

Mu Yunshen, with a kind smile on his face, turned to her and said with a smile, "are you sure you want to play?"