Even with a thousand efforts, it's better to be born into a good family.
Nanyao is the only daughter the Divine Lord had longed for for millions of years after giving birth to three sons....
Nan Shuai quietly opened the door, revealing a head.
"teacher."
“…”
The three people inside looked over in unison.
Seeing that it was Nan Shuai, his silver-white hair was too dazzling. He glanced at Mo Shanghan and said angrily: "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to see the teacher." Nan Shuai curled his lips.
Seeing him staring at his disciple fiercely, Jingze scolded him: "Why are you so fierce? You scared my little disciple."
Old things are old things.
If you are so mean to a child, what will you do if you have your own children in the future? Oh, he is like this, so you may not have children in the future.
"Just spoil him." Mo Shanghan was tired.
That thief.
There is still no trace of him, and he is too ashamed to face Lu Jiuzhou.
Jingze ignored him and waved to Nan Shuai: "Come here, how did you find this place?"
"Senior brother said that there will be food for me if I follow you." No matter how hard Mu Huaizhen tried to poke his butt from behind, Nan Shuai told the truth.
As expected.
Hearing that it was this brat again, Jingze's face turned completely dark.
But he held back in front of his little disciple.
He forced a smile and said, "What are you still standing at the door for? Come over here, the auction outside is in chaos right now."
"Uh..." Nan Shuai didn't move. He rubbed his hands together and said in a low voice, "Um...can I bring someone with me?"
"Um……?"
Nan Shuai opened the door.
Several young men who were stacked on top of each other and lying on the door fell out, and Mu Huaizhen had already got into position before falling to the ground.
"Teacher, is my appearance handsome?"