Seeing this, Wen Zifeng immediately sat upright, posing in a sensible and capable paranormal figure, and half-squinted his eyes and said to Mou Biao,

"Xiao Lin, let me talk first, let me take a pulse for you, how deep is your love root planted?"

Mou Biao worked hard for a while and only said one sentence.

"I...I always think she is a good brother!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, two friends sneered, and Ni Dongchu said with a smile,

"Then... Xiaolin, do you want to hold her little hand? Do you want to hug her waist? Do you want to kiss her mouth?"

Mou Biao didn't say anything, but his dark face immediately added two blush.

"oh……"

Two veterans in love immediately realized, Wen Zifeng asked again,

"Then you held your little hand, hugged your waist, and kissed your little mouth?"

Mou Biao blushed and thought about it. He nodded twice, then shook his head again.

"oh……"

The two looked at each other,

"So you haven't kissed your little mouth yet?"

Ni Dongchu asked again,

"Then... she looks pretty?"

Mou Biao thought about it and nodded,

"I think although I'm a little thin, I'm still pretty well-behaved and cute!"

"oh……"

Wen Zifeng slapped the table and said,

"That's it, what else can I say? Xiaolin clearly likes this..."

Ni Dongchu also nodded,

"If you like it, just marry it home. This is very easy to deal with!"

Mou Biao hesitated and did not respond. The two looked at each other.

"But that girl is not from a good background?"

"If you don't have a good background, you should take it as a concubine!"

Mou Biao shook his head,

"She is too soft-hearted. If she is a concubine, she will be bullied a lot!"

The two looked at each other again, Wen Zifeng said,

"This girl is not from a good background and can't be a real wife. You don't want to take her as a concubine, for fear of being wronged... well..."

He was thinking in contemplation and suddenly slapped the table,

"This matter is easy to deal with..."

Seeing that he had an idea, Mou Biao's eyes lit up immediately.

"What's your way?"

Wen Zifeng smiled,

"Look for her a reliable person, prepare a dowry for her, and marry her!"

Let Silian marry someone else!

"How did that happen!"

Mou Biao blurted out and made his debut. Wen Zifeng and Ni Dongchu looked at each other and laughed loudly. Wen Zifeng pointed at Mou Biao and said,

"Xiaolin! Xiaolin... You are clearly planting deep love, so why are you still hesitating!"

Mou Biao was half ashamed and half confused. He glared at the two of them laughing for a while, and finally asked,

"Ye...but what I have always liked is that kind of beautiful beauty. She...she is pretty, ya...a..."

But she is not as beautiful as Miss Han Wu!

His two lifetime obsession was to marry a beautiful woman like Miss Han Wu. He never thought that he would fall in love with Si Lian!

Four lotus is obviously not a great beauty!

The two of them were so happy that they couldn't laugh when they heard this. Wen Zifeng said in the tone of someone who has experienced it.

"What does this love have to do with good looks? Like it means you like it, good looks, sometimes what you like may not be good, and sometimes what you like may not be good-looking!"

"It's not good-looking, how could you like it?"

Mou Biao looked at the two of them in a daze, and Ni Dongchu poured him a glass of wine with a smile.

"This love story is really too complicated, but... it's not difficult. If you marry someone you like, then take a bunch of good-looking people, live with someone you like, and sleep with someone you like, isn't it a good idea to have both worlds!"

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"Go back... back!"

Mou Long and Mou Hu responded, helped Mou Biao and left. The girl was reluctant to let this young man dressed in rich clothes, and came over and pulled him and said in a sweet voice.

"My master, you are so drunk that you might as well stay here tonight and stay for the whole night!"

Mou Biao shook her hand away,

"……Walk!"

Seeing that he was determined to leave, the female disciple had no choice but to let go. Before leaving, she stuffed the fragrant handkerchief in her hand into Mou Biao's arms.

"My little master, don't forget me, I'm waiting for you!"

This room watched Mou Biao leave with the support of two servants, and then turned around and went in.

Mou Biao was really drunk today. Mou Long and Mou Hu helped him back to the mansion and fell asleep. This sleep was the dawn of the next day. He was used to getting up and practicing swords. At this time, he was about to wake up. When he sat up and asked someone with a broken head, Mou Hu came over.

"Young Master, are you awake? Do you want to sober up the soup?"

Mou Biao nodded, and Mou Hu brought the soup. Mou Biao drank all the food in one breath, and after a while he felt a little better in the headache. When he recalled what happened last night, he couldn't help but scold.

"Those two bastards stayed in Xianxiang Pavilion yesterday?"

Mou Hu answered,

"When we left yesterday, the two young men were still in the building!"

"snort!"

Mou Biao snorted and ordered,

"Clean up, let's go to the yamen earlier!"

So Mou Biao ate two bites of porridge, rode his horse to the yamen, entered the Beizhen Fushiya Office, first met Gan Baihu, and then went to the school to practice swords with a smile. After three hours of the time to stay in the yamen, Ni Dongchu and Wen Zifeng, who were blue-white, hurried over. The two greeted the brothers guarding the gate, and walked inside, but saw their boss Gan Baihu coming out of the door with his hands behind his back.

"uh-huh……"

Gan Baihu coughed, and the two of them were trembling and hurriedly said with a smile.

"Sir, are you... you want to go out for a job?"

Gan Baihu glanced at them in a slanted light,

"Where did you go last night?"

"that……"

The two of them said sneeringly,

"My friends got together and drank a few more drinks..."

"How many more drinks have you drunk?"

"Another... I didn't drink much!"

"I didn't drink much, so I should remember the time I went to the yamen. Is it too early or too late?"

The two looked at each other, knowing that this was the immediate boss who came to catch them. Ni Dongchu Ji was aware of the times.

"Sir, we're too late!"

"Well... even if you know it too late, you know what you should do, right?"

"Sir, I know that those who are late will need to clean the toilet for a day..."

"Well, three minutes will be three days, why don't you go quickly!"

"……yes!"

Gan Baihu turned around and left with his hands behind his back. The two of them looked at each other, and the blue-white face immediately turned green.

"Damn it, why do you have to be so kind of me!"

Wen Zifeng pulled Ni Dongchu with a bitter face,

"Let's go! It's early to do it. If it's too late, as soon as there are more people... our brothers will be too embarrassed!"

The two went straight to the toilet, but borrowed two brooms from the slaughter who cleaned the toilet, and went in with a bitter face. After only entering, they covered their mouths and ran out with vomiting. The two of them had not woken up from their hangover and entered the toilet full of men's feces and urine. Their stomachs immediately turned upside down.

"Very vomit..."

The two ran to the tree outside the toilet, held the tree trunk and vomited hard. At the back, even the sour water in their stomachs was spitting out, and then they collapsed on the ground with soft hands and feet...

"hey-hey……"
Chapter completed!