Chapter 19 Nineteen Heroes (Catching Bugs)
Feng Yan looked at his circle of friends, which was about to reach 100 likes, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Oh, it’s not good to have too many contacts.
As for the comments under the likes, Feng Yan just glanced at them and ignored them.
Female father: When will you bring it over to show me?
Xiong’s father: You little bastard, when are you getting married?
Big Brother: Congratulations to the King for finding his new partner.
Fourth brother: Brother, give me the light computer~
Wen Dog: I’ll finish this dog food.
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Feng Yan turned off the computer and prepared to take a shower and go to bed.
Ou Mo lay on the bed, turned on his laptop, looked at the photos in the circle of friends, clicked to enlarge, enlarged and restored to the original picture... He repeated the operation and felt happy.
Different from the sweetness of Ou Mo and the others, Ou Ruan fell into a nightmare.
In the dim forest, the wind rustled. Ou Ruan looked at the bright blood-red moon above his head, and he couldn't control his fear.
The dark environment made it difficult for him to see the road ahead. Suddenly, a pale finger climbed onto his shoulder, and a cold breath hit his neck.
He couldn't help screaming and ran forward desperately without daring to look back. The hand followed him like a shadow.
He didn't know how long he had been running, his heart pounding. The light gradually brightened, and a stretch of beach gradually appeared before him...
It's Benet's Beach!
"Ou Ruan, you've hurt me so much!" Just as he was rejoicing that he was about to get rid of that hand, suddenly, a male with a broken body and covered with maggots appeared in front of him.
“Ahhhh!”
Hearing Ou Ruan's scream, Mu Qingtian hurriedly opened the room, held him in his arms, and gently comforted him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the female father is here."
Ou Ruan was sweating profusely, shivering in Mu Qingtian's arms, "Father..."
Ou Wenyang, wearing a neat suit, walked down from the third floor and passed by Ou Ruan's room, frowning slightly, "What are you yelling about all morning?"
When Ou Ruan heard Ou Wenyang's words, he turned his head and saw the bright light outside the window, and then he realized that it was already bright.
He withdrew from Mu Qingtian's arms, his face pale, biting his lip and said timidly: "Father Xiong, I didn't mean it."
Ou Wenyang was disgusted by Ou Ruan's weak and helpless behavior. "We're getting engaged soon. I hope you can change your weak appearance and stop bringing shame to our Ou family!"
"My Lord, Ruan Ruan didn't mean it." Mu Qingtian stood up and said, "Everyone has unpleasant dreams, right?"
Ou Wenyang glanced at Mu Qingtian without saying a word, then turned and went downstairs.
With Mu Qingtian's hearing, he could still hear the female servant's soft voice.
——My Lord, don’t be angry~
——Yes, my lord, don’t be angry, breakfast is ready for you.
Mu Qingtian's fists were clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound. His heart was beating wildly, and it took him a while to calm himself down.
"Father." After Ou Ruan calmed down, he got down from the bed and said softly, "Don't worry, the Ou family will be ours."
Mu Qingtian didn't miss the coldness in Ou Ruan's eyes. He raised his head and touched Ou Ruan's head, saying with relief: "My dear, you are right. No matter how many female servants you have, you still can't give birth."
When Ou Mo woke up, it was already past seven thirty in the morning. He got dressed and knocked on the door next door, but got no response. He bravely pushed the door open and found that the female had already gone to set up camp.
He pursed his lips, closed the door and returned to his room.
After washing up, when Ou Mo walked to the third floor, two balls pounced on him, occupying his legs on the left and right.
“Woof woof woof!”
"Ahhhh!"
Ou Mo squatted down and picked up the two dumplings. At this moment, his lost mood was healed.
He walked downstairs holding the two little ones, "Have you fed Shasha and Hanhan breakfast?"
The two servants who followed him immediately replied, "Master Mo, we have already fed them with fresh milk."
The silly dog was well-behaved in Ou Mo's arms, but the stupid dog was not. He struggled and howled, and when he couldn't break free from Ou Mo's restraints, he stretched out his claws and started to scratch at the silly dog.
The silly dog's pulling also aroused the stupid dog's curiosity, so the stupid dog struggled to turn around, grabbed Ou Mo's neck with his claws, and stretched out his tongue to lick Ou Mo's little face.
Unable to do anything, Ou Mo had to put down the two dumplings and jogged to the first floor: "Good boys, come here."
The silly dog has long legs, so he follows.
The silly dog's chassis was unstable, and its short legs tilted while running, causing it to brake face first from the second floor to the first floor.
When Ou Mo caught it, it still had an innocent look on its face, sticking out its tongue and tilting its head: "Woof?"
Ou Mo was so adorable that his face was bleeding. He picked up the silly dog and buried his face in its chubby belly. It was so sweet!
After breakfast, Ou Mo asked the servant to take the two dumplings out to play, while he continued to learn new knowledge with Fu Le.
Although the original owner knew many things, they were unfamiliar to Ou Mo.
After the etiquette class ended, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
After Fu Le's correction, Ou Mo began to pay attention to his posture. He tried to straighten his back: "Uncle Fu Le, I want to ask you a question."
Fu Le said with a smile, "Of course, Master Mo, please go ahead."
"Isn't my optical computer bound to a temporary one now?" Ou Mo thought that WeChat could restore the chat history of the original phone after changing the phone...so he wanted to ask if the optical computer could also do it?
"I just want to know, after the optical brain is bound to a real identity, can the messages be merged?"
"Of course you can."
"I can see the previous communication messages, right?" Ou Mo was ecstatic. If so, as long as he could prove that the "suicide will" was forged, he believed that he could accuse Ou Ruan of intentional insect killing with absolute certainty!
"Right." Fu Le saw Xiao Xiongzi's eyes curved with a smile, "Are you so happy?"
Ou Mo smiled sweetly: "Of course, through a lot of chatting I can know what kind of bug I was before?"
Ou Mo originally wanted to jump into the small garden to play with the two little balls, but when he thought of the etiquette lesson taught by Fu Le, he steadied his pace.
Just as Ou Mo was playing with the two little kids, Fu Le came running over in a hurry, "Master Mo, the Fourth Prince is here."
As soon as Fu Le finished speaking, the noble silver-haired Xiongzi appeared in front of Ou Mo, "Third brother, good afternoon~"
Ou Mo was so shocked when he heard Feng Lan's blunt address that his mind went blank for a moment. Then he came to his senses and quickly explained, "Fourth Prince, please don't shout. It's not good if other insects hear it."
Feng Lan frowned slightly when he heard this. He squatted down and hugged the stupid dog that bumped into him, saying in an unhappy tone: "Could it be that my third brother, that scumbag, didn't give you a legitimate status?"
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