"Hey, did you promise seven?"

Ye Nong Ying frowned, obviously still having some worries, and conveyed to her heart language: "Why didn't you want to return the embroidered bag to you before, now I agree to this condition. Is it too easy? I always feel that She has no idea, why don't you think about it?"

"Don't think so much, she is willing to agree now somehow."

"It's just a sudden willingness to agree, that makes people worry, there must be a demon!"

"...She is just a child, let's trust her once."

"Child, when did she really act like a child?"

Duanmu Yawang couldn't laugh or cry, "This is very simple to me, what's wrong with taking a gamble?" She thought Ye Nong Ying would agree to it!

"It's too simple, it makes people feel weird."

"What are you saying, do you think it is credible if you are asked to go up to the sword and down to the sea of ​​fire?"

Ye Nongying really nodded, "With her previous performance, I really feel more credible in this way."

"...But I prefer the conditions negotiated now." Duan Mu Yawang shrugged, "It's too difficult to go up to the sword and down to the sea of ​​fire. I won't agree to a life-destructive thing."

"What are you talking about?" Duanmu Yingyue stared at the two and asked curiously.

Ye Nongying gave a light cough, "How do you know we are chatting?"

"There is no sound and there is no sound. What are you doing for chat?" Ximen Yingyue hummed, staring suspiciously at Duanmu Yawang: "Are you going to tell her bad things about me?"

"No."

Duanmu Yawang felt that the child was quite cute, and he reached out and rubbed her head, "Do you have any words you really want?"

"No." The little girl was comforted by Duanmu Yawang in the ancient way, or for other reasons, her voice softened, and she also meant a little coquettishly: "Didn't you say to help me choose? I see how you choose. If I don’t like it, I will pick it myself."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, and said to Ye Nong Ying: "I will choose for her, and you will choose it yourself. If you don't understand the knitting method, you can ask me."

"alright."

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Ye Nongying didn't persuade her, so she lowered her head and started to flip through the book.

Duanmu Yawang also began to read the book.

She turned page by page, and finally saw a word, and knelt down to show the little girl: "What do you think of this word?"

The little girl looked up, "Moe?"

"Um."

"Isn't this the meaning of budding?" Ximen Yingyue's pouts obviously felt that the word was different from what they wanted, and immediately shook their heads: "No, I want to be a little bit domineering."

"You are still a child, domineering or something, it is never too late to grow up."

Duanmuya looked like she was treating a little white deer, and then reached out and rubbed her head, "Besides, this cuteness means not only budding, but also cuteness."

"Really?" Ximen Yingyue was very angry when she said this, and pointed to the book: "However, the explanation of this word is that the old attitude is going back. This is obviously a derogatory term. You are clearly lying to me! You are! Didn't you dislike me, and then deliberately choose bad words for me?"

This little child has so much literacy, and he understands both the praise and derogation of the words, which is really amazing.

Duanmu Yawang thought so, before she had time to explain, the little girl accused her with a nasal voice, "Do you think I have a bad temper and deliberately use this word to ridicule me?"

Isn't this little ancestor crying?

Duanmu Yawang listened to her nasal sound, a little worried, worried that she really wanted to bend it, and quickly explained: "Really not, I think this word really suits you, you are still a child, and there is nothing wrong with playing your temper. Even if you have a temper, it has nothing to do with this word. I simply think that this word is very suitable for you."

Duanmu Yawang said all the truth.

She saw the word, even if she saw the explanation, she didn't know why, but she felt that the word was very suitable for Ximen Yingyue.

Although this is only a derogatory term.

It is also a very derogatory term in this book.

However, her instinct told her for the first time that this suits Ximen Yingyue.

"I don't care, you choose again for me." The little girl's eyes were red, and she touched her eyes with the back of her hand when she said, "We made a deal. Even if you don't like me, you can't choose a bad one. Lie to me."

Duanmu Yawang's head suddenly grew big.

Ye Nongying was also dumbfounded, "You...she made you cry with such a temperament?"

When she said that, she held her shoulders and said in a meaningful and shallow voice: "How do I feel that this demon king seems to like you very much?"

Duanmu Yawang was too lazy to pay attention to her, Ximen Yingyue's eyes were really getting red, she was really afraid of her crying, and she didn't know how to coax her, so she hugged her up and kept patting her back. , Coaxed: "I'm just relying on my instincts, I really didn't lie to you."

"I do not believe."

Ximen Yingyue did not struggle from Duanmu Yawang’s arms, but instead lay obediently in her arms, her white and tender arms hugged her shoulders, her mouth still questioning: "You can choose another one for me, choose a particularly good one. , I forgive you."

"Can't choose."

Duanmu Yawang stroked her back while earnestly said, "I think this is the most suitable for you."

"Woo..."

The little girl whimpered suddenly.

Duanmu Yawang became even more frantic, and he inadvertently looked up, but saw Simon Yuntu in front of him staring at her with squinting eyes. There was danger in his eyes.

Mom, doesn't this gangster think she bullied his sister?

From the first time I met on the spaceship, she knew that she would definitely not be his opponent.

Annoyed him, she couldn't eat and walk around!

Thinking like this, she was about to explain, who knows, Simon Yuntu actually spoke first.

He didn't say Duanmu Yawang, but scolded his sister: "Come down, what is it like to cry like this in the public."

"I do not!"

The little girl hummed with a nasal sound, and hugged Duanmu Yawang harder, "I'm going to be held like this! If she doesn't choose one for me, I won't come down."

Simon Yuntu's voice was cold: "She was right, the word she chose is the most suitable for you."

When Ximen Yingyue heard this, she lifted her head resting on Duanmu Yawang's shoulder, and looked back at her brother with red eyes, and confirmed: "Are you serious?"

"When did I lie to you?"

"You lied to me!" Ximen Yingyue snorted: "You said that my mother liked me very much, but they told me that my mother obviously hated me, so I didn't want me when I gave birth and left by myself!"

Duanmu Yawang's eyelids moved.

Simon Yuntu's eyes deepened: "Who told you?"

"You don't care who told me, you just say that is the case?"

"no."

"……You lied to me."

"Come down." Seeing that Ximen Yuntu didn't plan to entangle with his sister anymore, he coldly ordered: "If you don't come down, believe it or not..."

"I'm down."

Ximen Yingyue didn't know what she was afraid of, she crawled and rolled down from Duanmu Yawang's arms. When she came down, she reluctantly pulled Duanmu Yawang's fingers and raised her eyes and stared at her with red eyes: "Next time You still hug me."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang had nothing to refuse because he was a child similar to Xiao Bailu.

Only then was the little girl satisfied. She ran two steps to Simon Yuntu, raised her head and stared at him and complained: "Brother, you just murdered me!"

Simon Yuntu didn't respond to her words at all, only said: "Take a good look at the word, I don't understand these textures, you'd better understand it yourself, otherwise you will be punished."

After that, Ximen Yingyue was not given a chance to react at all, and she turned around and continued to read her own book.

"I don't need your help either!"

Ximen Yingyue made a grimace at her brother's back, then turned around and smiled at Duanmu Yawang: "I don't understand the texture, you can explain it to me."

Duanmu Yawang listened to the so-called sending the Buddha to the west, and then explained it to her.

The little girl was confused: "You are too abstract and too fast, I don't understand."

She has explained it very slowly and in detail.

Duanmuya looked at her eyes and knew that she really didn't understand.

Duanmu Yawang pondered for a moment, reached into the Qiankun bag, took out a bandage, tore it into several pieces, and turned it into cloth ropes, and then used these cloth ropes to demonstrate to her.