Madam Dihao is not good

The servant fell to the ground, his legs were weak, and when he saw Bai Yunshang, he immediately crawled over to this side: "Young Mistress, Eldest Young Master said that if I bother him again, he will be rude to me!"

Bai Yunshang felt depressed, how could she give birth to three such weirdos?

About to open the door, the door was locked from the inside, Bai Yunshang banged on the door forcefully: "Mo Zhuojue, Mo Zhuojue, get out!"

"..."

"Give me the key!" [

"But the young master's temper..."

"Does he really dare to shoot me?...By the way, who taught him how to use a gun!?" Only over 5 years old!How can it be!

Mo Liuyuan took the servant's key and opened the door, and the mechanical room was scattered with messy parts...

In the past, Mo Zhuojue was a master at dismantling toys. Any toys related to machinery, such as toy cars, he had to dismantle and reassemble them.

There are more than a dozen shotguns in Moliuyuanguan, all of which have been dismantled.

Screws, screwdrivers, and a series of disassembly tools are also placed on the ground.

She clearly remembered to ask the servants to put away these tools, but Mo Zhuojue always found a way to find them.

The light shines through the blinds, and Mo Zhuojue is sitting on the ground with a fair face and a firm chin raised, he is fiddling with one of the shotguns

From this angle, his face resembled Sikong Zeye so much that it could almost overlap.

In a daze, it seemed that he would look like a cold and cruel man when he grew up.