Mo Zifei pursed his lower lip tightly, with a "Don't do it to me" expression.

"Fei Shao." A flash of black suddenly appeared next to Mo Zifei. Xiao Lige fixed her eyes and saw clearly that it was Yi Qing. Yingluo had told her about Yi Qing and said that he seemed to be Mo Zifei's.

His subordinates actually have a brotherly relationship with Mo Zifei.

He leaned over and said something in Mo Zifei's ear, and Mo Zifei's expression softened a little.

"I don't know what Young Master An Ye likes what I have here. Young Master, just take it. We have a birthday banquet to attend and we don't have much time." Yi Qing spoke on behalf of Mo Zifei, unhurriedly and clearly.

said.

An Ye clasped his hands in his fists: "Well... I don't seem to have anything in particular that I want. Let me think about it."

He looked like a thinker, and Xiao Lige couldn't help laughing and curled up the corners of his mouth.

Yingluo got off the carriage at this time, walked to Xiao Lige and asked softly: "Madam, what's going on? Why is the thief An Ye here?"

Xiao Lige shook her head and said with a soft smile: "It's nothing, it's just that some people are bored and want to make a scene."

"Human?" Yingluo's eyes widened.

Xiao Lige then hurriedly changed her words: "Look at how I always sound confused when I speak. Stop asking. This is not the right time to talk."

"Oh..." Yingluo nodded and stood behind Xiao Lige without saying a word.

"Mr. An Ye, you are a smart person, and smart people never do bad things." Yi Qing still spoke unhurriedly, but his angry eyes showed that he was very impatient now.

An Ye knew that he was almost done playing, and nodded: "Yes, I am very smart. Let's do this, I want her..."

He pointed directly at Xiao Lige, Xiao Lige was startled and said in her heart, An Ye, you bastard, what is going on!!!

Although she had already bought all the eighteen generations of An Ye's ancestors in her heart, she still had a calm look on her face, and even she wanted to admire herself.

But Mo Zifei was not as calm as she was. The sword in his hand flashed and flew straight towards the dark night.

An Yexin couldn't tell, so she turned sideways and narrowly avoided the sword's edge.

"Don't be so angry! I didn't say I wanted your wife. I said the one next to your wife, what the hell is that one called..."

Mo Zifei stopped and looked sideways. Mei Gui looked annoyed: "An Ye, what do you mean by this!"

"It's not interesting." An Ye shrugged: "There is a small house near me. I recently wanted to go there to escape the summer heat and stay for a while. However, my subordinates are all men. I still have to rely on myself to clean the house.

Only female corpses will do."

The meaning of these words is obvious, that is, he wants Mei Gui to help him clean the house.

"You..." Mei Gui was furious, took the whip in Wen Xi's hand and flew towards the dark night: "Take my whip."

An Ye was more than capable of dealing with a little plum ghost. When she flew in front of him, he calmly avoided her.

"Okay!" Mo Zifei stopped Mei Gui's movements coldly: "Just go and help clean the house. After cleaning, you will be waiting for us here. The birthday banquet shouldn't take long."

Xiao Lige's heart tightened. If Mo Zifei said this, wouldn't Mei Gui hate her even more?
Chapter completed!