Chapter 5110 5.0862 Empathy

Basically, the little monk asked ten questions, and she occasionally answered one. The two had a very pleasant "chat" and "chat" along the way.

Prince Mo was very depressed, and really wanted to get this nagging little monk away from Xinsai Starfield.

But the daughter-in-law said that the little monk hadn't seen real sunlight for many days, so he had to be let out to let the wind and bask in the sun, which would be good for the child's bone development.

Prince Mo was depressed and depressed all the way.

The little monk suddenly said, "Female benefactor! Why don't you release the light too."

"No." The female benefactor ruthlessly rejected his request, and the young monk couldn't help but smirk.

A monk who babbles is enough to annoy her, but if there is a monk who also likes to babble, do you want to live this little life?

Are you still going out on a green trip, or seeing your mother?

Just listening to these two guys talking about it can drive people crazy.

"Guangguang has been miserable these days. People in the star field don't like to talk to him. They find him annoying when they see him, and they keep telling him to shut up. I don't like talking to him very much. But I want to Thinking about what happened to him, Xiao Na couldn’t help but empathize with him, the more I thought about it, the more I couldn’t help feeling sad, especially sad.”

Everyone: ...

Just listening to the first half of the little monk, I thought he was full of sympathy, but the painting style in the second half was not right.

After talking about it for a long time, this little monk is feeling sorry for himself.

Qiao Mu couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at him amusedly and angrily, "If you don't talk about it all day, how could the brothers and sisters in the Star Field find you annoying?"

The little monk hung his little head, and said aggrievedly, "I am born to worry and talk, if it weren't for this, Master wouldn't have left me to you, the benefactor."

"I know that although Master usually doesn't say anything and only recites Amitabha Buddha, I must despise me very much in my heart!"

Qiao Mu wanted to laugh a little, but couldn't help feeling sorry for this sentimental brat, and hugged him, raised his hand to lightly tap his bare head.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Kongyin is a bald old man, and you are the one who cares most about you from the beginning to the end."

"Although your master doesn't say anything on weekdays, his concern for you has never faded away."

"He's just..." It's not very reliable!

Thinking of this, Mr. Qiao Qiao couldn't help snorting, raised his hand to touch Xiao Guang's head again, and released the condensing mirror after thinking about it.

As soon as the condensing mirror came out, he immediately took two steps away, when he saw Prince Mo sitting across from him with a dark complexion.

He took a step back very winkingly, squeezed, squeezed, squeezed to the side of the little monkey, and sat in a row with her.

So, Prince Mo was alone in the empty seat, exuding an extremely low black air pressure.

On the row of chairs on Qiaomu's side, five people were crowded together, head to head and arm to arm, tightly glued together.

Seeing this polarized phenomenon made Prince Mo feel even more unhappy.

What's going on, why is he so miserable, he usually competes with summoned fairies and beasts for favor, but now he has to compete with a few little radish heads!

It's so irritating, Prince Mo's face is full of displeasure, displeasure, and anger...

As soon as Qiao Mu looked up and saw Prince Edward's handsome dark face, he couldn't help but wanted to laugh.

She consciously moved to sit next to the prince.

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Broken sleep, two updates before ten o'clock tomorrow morning