Everyone couldn't help but laugh, almost suffering internal injuries as they watched helplessly as the soft and adorable little girl, looking utterly hopeless, was dragged away by her older brother.
Mu Shenyi's face flushed red as he chased after him, "Hey, brat, wait for me..." Shangguan Yichen frowned slightly and turned back coldly, "Grandpa Mo, you should go find your mother to receive your punishment."
"..." Mu Shenyi choked on a mouthful of blood, almost choking to death. "You brat, are you not comfortable unless you cause me trouble?"
Mu Wanqing's large tears rolled down her cheeks. Shangguan Yichen's back stiffened, and he gritted his teeth, resolutely taking the little witch away...
Bai Yueniang gloated and told Mo Qingcheng what she had spied on. Seeing that Mo Qingcheng was expressionless, Bai Yueniang sighed inwardly, "Qing'er, Aunt Yue has done her best. Good luck to you!"
Mu Shenyi's old face was covered with wrinkles: "Girl, this whole thing is my fault..."
"Oh? Uncle, tell me, where did you go wrong?" Mo Qingcheng smiled faintly, glancing at Mu Shenyi, certain that he couldn't explain it.
As expected, after pondering for a long time, Mu Shenyi still couldn't find a reason that would satisfy Mo Qingcheng, and returned dejectedly...
Bai Yueniang looked at him with pity: "Sister Mo, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
"Hehe... Not good? What's wrong with it? If the old man and the young man are not very restrained, who knows, one day when I go out, I will come back and only see a huge crater that has been blown to pieces."
Mo Qingcheng had a terrible headache: "Yue'er, if you secretly give Qing'er the green light again, I won't be so polite to you..."
Bai Yueniang, who was innocently caught in the crossfire, didn't utter a word and simply pushed open the door and left. If she couldn't afford to offend her, couldn't she at least avoid her? The little witch is indeed a little witch. Heaven have mercy on her; the old and the young alike couldn't defeat her alone.
Before she could think of anything, Bai Yueniang's lips twitched. Warning: High alert ahead! Of the thirty-six stratagems, the best is to run away.
Mo Qingcheng chuckled to herself. Was Yue'er angry with her? She really was just a little girl who never grew up...
The next morning, Mu Wanqing appeared before everyone with a cheerful and energetic demeanor, practicing horse stance and light-body skills more enthusiastically than anyone else.
The little girl had small sandbags tied to her legs and was covered in sweat. Bai Yueniang felt a pang of heartache. What was wrong with this girl? Had she been traumatized?
Bai Yueniang was startled and forcibly pulled Mu Wanqing aside: "Qing'er, tell Aunt Yue, are you feeling unwell?"
Mu Wanqing was slightly taken aback, then shook her head: "Aunt Yue, you're overthinking it. It's nothing. I'll go back to practice my skills now..."
"Oh, you silly child, tell Aunt Yue, what's bothering you? Did your brother hit you last night?"
"No..." Mu Wanqing shook her head repeatedly.
"Then tell Aunt Yue, why is today's practice different from ten thousand days ago?" Bai Yueniang asked with a serious expression.
Mu Wanqing chuckled: "Aunt Yue, as long as you master your lightness skill, you'll be able to run even faster next time the furnace explodes..."
"Pfft! Cough cough..." Bai Yueniang was completely defeated. She awkwardly touched her nose and turned to leave.
After the meal, I, Qingcheng, originally wanted to go up the mountain because of my delicious appetite, but unexpectedly, a long tail followed me. Who else could it be but Maki Shinichi?
"Uncle, is something the matter?" Mo Qingcheng stood at the foot of the mountain, smiling as she looked at the suspicious old man, her face full of black lines.
Shinichi Maki, caught red-handed: "..."
I don't even know where to put my face anymore?
How to solve this?
Waiting for an answer online!
urgent.
"Cough cough... Can't you come up the mountain for some fresh air if you have nothing to do? You little brat, are you trying to suffocate this old man?" Mu Shen glared at Mo Qingcheng, his beard twitching, and he was furious. Why wasn't she cute at all?
“Alright, alright, whatever Uncle says goes!” Mo Qingcheng humbly gestured for him to proceed.
"snort!"
Mu Shenyi scoffed, "You brat, trying to fool me? You're still too green..." The next second, he was thoroughly slapped in the face...
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