The Moon of Rebirth Leaning on Fan Qing

"A naked man is sitting on a stone, typing idioms." An Ruofan said lightly.

An Ruojin was stunned for a moment again, she didn't expect An Ruojin to ask such a vulgar riddle.

The excited man watching the play under the ring widened his eyes in disbelief, and almost rubbed his eyes.I even wanted to slap myself to see if I was dreaming.

The others were obviously also shocked, and they became much quieter all of a sudden.

In stark contrast to the original lively atmosphere, An Ruofan curled his lips immediately, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes, and asked again: "Two naked|naked men are sitting on a stone, typing an idiom."

An Ruojin felt her veins throbbing.Making such a vulgar riddle was obviously revenge for his satire on Leng Shuang just now.

Yan was a little dazed, he didn't expect that An Ruofan would have such a, um, "cute" side.

"Then ask the ninth brother for advice."

"The first one is to hit a stone with an egg, and the second is to kill two birds with one stone." The tone was similar to the answer he had just given to Leng Shuang.

This made An Ruojin even more angry.

"You lost." With contempt in his eyes, he turned around and said coolly, "Let's go."

damn it!I will let you know what happens when you offend me.An Ruojin thought darkly in her heart.

……

The group continued to walk down the street.

At that time, the passers-by next to them looked at them with amazed eyes from time to time, some admired their talents, and some admired them.

"How long do you want to follow us?" Yan suddenly turned around, facing the sloppy man under the ring.

The other party seemed to have expected to stop a long time ago, and smiled: "The road is so big, why do you think I have been following you?"

"Is that so—" Yan Xiao said with a long ending, "Then, I don't mind killing you."

"..." How could his uncle be beaten and killed at every turn?Could it be that the boss of the killer has been doing it for too long? "Don't, Uncle Huang, I'm your nephew anyway."

"Nephew?" Yan's face darkened slightly, because he didn't know if he would irritate An Ruofan. "Which nephew?"

"Fifth Prince, An Ruoyu." Still grinning.

But that dress is really not too flattering.

"Go wash it up." An Ruofan who had been silent in front suddenly said.

"..." Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother, can you not make the word "dislike" so obvious?Anyway, I am your fifth brother! !

"Or don't follow."

"...Okay." Obviously depressed.

"Fan, should we continue shopping?" Yan asked.