The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Although Xue Tuanzi in the space had predicted it, he did not remind Mo Yan. With the master as a daughter who is extremely blessed, and with noble people helping him, the master's father will be safe and sound, but the master needs to continue to grow!

On the third day of autumn, Yan Junyu, dressed in a low-key dress, entered Liuyang Village in a carriage with low-key decorations. What was not low-key was that behind the carriage, there were dozens of open-top ox carts, which successfully attracted people. People from Liuyang Village, ranging from eighty-year-old grandfathers and old ladies to babies who had just learned to walk, came to watch.

Mo Yan welcomed the person in very speechlessly, and decisively closed the courtyard door, blocking out the countless ambiguous glances from outside.

Yan Junyu came here for high-yield rice. He was supposed to come here to transport the rice when he came back from the Phoenix Mountain paddock, but he was delayed by some things and only took the time now.

He originally thought that Yan Junyu would go straight to the topic and leave after getting down to business. However, as soon as this guy entered the door, he ordered Guanyu to take others to the Mo family's grain depot to bag and weigh the high-yielding rice harvested not long ago, while he was content. Paralyzed under the vines, she ordered Mo Yan to serve tea and snacks, including various delicious and juicy fruits, just like she was ordering a little maid.

Mo Yan was very busy. She brought the things and put out flowers to accompany him, and was about to leave to the construction site to inventory the construction materials. However, she was stopped by Yan Junyu in a lazy voice: "I'll be short of you for a while, but it's not like we can't start work, Master." This is a rare occasion, why don’t you accompany me well? No other girl can even ask for such a good opportunity!"

Mo Yan's eyes twitched, why did these words sound so awkward? Even if a girl likes his appearance, she won't shamelessly beg and clamor to see him, unless that girl is a real "girl". If she said this to other girls, she would be angry and cry!

Knowing that this person was so idle and deliberately irritating her, Mo Yan said calmly: "In that case, Young Master Yan will go find a girl like that. When you go, remember to bring more money, a place like that only has a face." It won’t work.”

Yan Junyu failed to achieve his goal. He sat up straight and said in surprise: "Aren't you angry?"

He had used these words to tease many girls who were pretending to be reserved. In the end, every one of them was made angry by him and cried, calling him a "disciple" in person. Otherwise, there would be no news in the capital that he was a dandy. reputation.

Mo Yan glanced at Yan Junyu as if he were an idiot, stuffed a strawberry into Xiaohua, watched it frown and eat it, and said in a good mood: "I know you are deliberately irritating me, if I am angry, wouldn't it be wrong?" Just what you wanted?"

Moreover, if your reputation as a playboy and lecherous person spreads out, you will be the one to blame for the girl you really like in the future. However, she feels there is no need to remind this guy who will obviously sneer at her.

"Huh, you told the truth!" Yan Junyu failed to achieve his goal and was ridiculed by Mo Yan. Not only was he not angry, but he felt that this attitude made him feel much closer, and a devilish smile could not help but appear on his sexy thin lips. : "Since you admit that I have a longer face, how about comparing me to that guy Hanzhang, who is better?"

Mo Yan was speechless, how coquettish must he be for a grown man to be keen on comparing handsomeness and beauty with other men! But seeing Yan Junyu's attitude of "If you don't tell me, I won't let you go", she felt helpless and could only tell the truth: "The young master and the elder brother Xiao are two completely different types in terms of temperament and appearance. , it’s hard for people to tell the difference.”

Yan Junyu was very dissatisfied with this answer. What made him even more sad was that there were two completely different titles in Mo Yan's sentence. Why was he called him the polite "Little Master", and the guy was called "Brother Xiao" ? That big ice cube has a bad temper. He has a cold face and can't even say a coaxing word. No matter how good-looking he is, how is he better than himself?