Princess Against the World

Hanlin's face changed slightly, and he glanced at Ling Luoyu suddenly: "Lao Meng, what are you talking about?!"

"What are you shouting?!" Old Meng glared at him unhappily, "I mean, if you want to know the situation of the **** aunt, you can ask..."

His crutches pointed to Ling Luoyu.

"It's good not to go out and see it with your own eyes, and to know some news indirectly..."

Hanlin's expression was suddenly a little weird, as if he was expecting, but also a little shy and embarrassed.

Ling Luoyu was a little confused: "Old man, if this uncle wants..."

"You will wait..." Meng Lao suddenly raised his voice, his expression extremely unhappy: "What did you call me just now?!"

"...Old man...Ah..." Ling Luoyu squatted back.

Any questions? !

She called this name all the way, and didn't hear any protest from him? !

"Then what do you call him?!" Old Meng pointed to Hanlin, his eyes becoming increasingly unfriendly.

"Hehe...uncle...ah..." Ling Luoyu twitched the corner of his mouth.

Is it wrong to call the uncle? !

Could you still call me brother? !

The next second-

"You call his uncle, why call my old man?!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Old man, please! !

Is it necessary to ask such a straightforward question? !

Are you not afraid to hurt your glass heart even more after asking? !

Hanlin couldn't help laughing: "Lao Meng, this shows that I am younger than you... The faces of the two of us are not different by a generation..."

But Elder Meng quit, shaking his hand and stood up: "Little girl, don't you think that I am much older than him?!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Do you still need to think? ?

Anyone who is not blind should be able to see it, right? !

"It's not... the old man... is your honorific name..."

With this statement, Mr. Meng felt a little more comfortable: "Although there is some truth to this, but... it still sounds like ears!! You know, I, Shen Aunt, Hanlin, the three of us are about the same age..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

I really didn't see it! !

Among the three, the best-in-class is the **** aunt, followed by Hanlin, who said that they were both about the same age, and said they were in the past, but Meng Lao, who was in a declining age, stepped in and said that they were similar in age. Weird! !

"Why? Don't you believe it?!" Old Meng's expression darkened.

"No..." Ling Luoyu waved his hand quickly, glaring at Hanlin: "I just think... I'm old, and I don't necessarily have to be old... I still call Shen Aunt Old Ancestor..."

With that said, Meng Lao's mood really improved a lot, hehe smiled and looked at Hanlin sideways.

"Have you heard... the ancestor, the old man... I and the god-aunt sounded like a couple... It's better to call me the old man, the three of us are really old together..."

"I don't die when I grow old, and I don't die when I grow old. It's my current state. I am not like you. I am still an old man. His face is vicissitudes of life, and he will die at any time..." Hanlin was also polite and shot back.

"You are not dead, the more you talk about it, the more energetic you are?!"

Lao Meng seemed to be irritated, and when he pulled up his crutches, he was about to pull it over.

"Two of you..." Ling Luoyu hurriedly stopped between them, crying with a sad face: "I have one thing I don't quite understand..."

Elder Meng held the cane high, and didn't mean to let it go: "Say!"