The Queen of Salted Fish is an Inventor

Chapter 175
Hold the grass!

Who should we blame?

My old lady has been studying for more than half a month.

Resisting the urge to beat someone up, he started all over again.

"Well, it's better this time, but you can't lower your claws a little? Is it because you are afraid that someone will snatch your flagon?"

Have you taken gunpowder?

Or was bitten by a dog when going out?

That's your claws, your whole family is claws.

Gritting his teeth to suppress his anger, he made a humble gesture and continued to start over.

This time the wine glass was finally taken away, and Yan Ruoli was about to speak in one gulp of relief, but Mo Lingtian's voice sounded in her ears again: "Come again, this time a drop of wine was spilled, and I will ask Ruyu to teach you again." You three months."

Nani?

Don't bully people like this!

Flip the table, my old lady quit.

Just when Yan Ruoli's face twisted and she wanted to strike.

Mo Lingtian suddenly took out a blank imperial decree from his bosom and placed it in front of her.

A certain little wild cat that was about to go into a rage instantly regained its calm, its eyes were full of compliments, and its face was full of flattery: "Your Majesty, I will pour you another cup. Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will definitely behave well tomorrow and will never embarrass you. .”

For the sake of your knowledge, I will let you go.

My dear decree, I will definitely take care of this matter and get you as soon as possible, so you must wait for me quietly!

Seeing the blank edict and beckoning to herself again, Yan Ruoli regained her spirits in an instant, she poured wine diligently, and wished she could use herself as an intelligent robot.

Perhaps Mo Lingtian was in a bad mood, no matter how many cups Yan Ruoli offered him, he would always come.

It's just that someone who doesn't like to talk much usually challenges Yan Ruoli's limit today.

"What are you looking at? Your brain is flooded? Are you so unresponsive?"

"Ruo Ruo, did you borrow that claw? What's the matter with being reluctant to use it?"

"Concubine Yan, I need to let Zhenjiao teach you, should you smile without showing your teeth?"

"Yan Ruoli, are you a pig? Even pigs are smarter than you..."

woo woo woo...

Ruyu, come back quickly, I can't bear it alone, come back quickly, and send this person back to his mother's womb.

Really pissed off.

After kicking the drunken person on the table vigorously, Yan Ruoli waved her small fist and bared her teeth and claws behind Mo Lingtian.

"You have the ability to stand up! Get up and scold me!"

See if my old lady doesn't beat you, you can't take care of yourself.

Grinding his teeth for a while, after all, he still couldn't go down with the ruthless hand. He stretched out his hand and bent down to put the person on his body, and then sent him to the bed, when he heard a chuckle.

Looking up at Fangliang, Yan Ruoli threw Mo Lingtian back on the table.

"Don't let my mother die."

The person on the beam leaned back and sat there, smiling condescendingly: "You also have today, I really saw it."

He waved his fist towards the top, his face was full of warning colors: "Hurry up and get off my old lady, or I will let you know why the flowers are so red."

Although he didn't know the meaning of Yan Ruoli's words, he felt that it was not a good thing, and the dissolute man had to fly down from the eaves.

Seeing him coming down, Yan Ruoli clapped her hands, and said as if throwing her hands away from the shopkeeper, "Put him on the bed quickly, I'm exhausted."

The man rolled his eyes, and stretched out his hand to support Mo Lingtian, but found that he couldn't lift it up at all.

"Hehe! I'm competing with you even when I'm drunk, what kind of enmity is that!" the man said, his tone full of provocation.

Glancing at Mo Lingtian, whose face was flushed, drunk and still aristocratic, Yan Ruoli had the urge to scratch his face.

"Grandma is a bitch, she's still so pretty when she's drunk?"

"Did the two of you have any hatred in your previous life?"

(End of this chapter)