Ugly Girl Picking a Husband

Chapter 60 How can the son not compose poetry?
Only Mu Xiaoxiao knows that Lan Yan doesn't understand these coquettish things at all...

It seems that the efforts of these two people are in vain...

"My lord, it's your turn." Huai Rou'er said very gently.

This kind of tenderness and not being superior is rare...

Lan Yan came back to her senses...

"First, my name is Lan Yan, not Young Master. Second, I don't know how to compose or understand poetry."

Lan Yan said.

Except for Mu Xiaoxiao, the three of them were dumbfounded upon hearing this...

How could this young man like a flower not know how to write poetry... What an elegant thing this is...

However, soon, the three of them concluded that Lan Yan, he was hiding.

With his gentle appearance, handsome eyes, and figure that evokes evil desires, it is impossible for him not to be able to compose poetry...

"Yan, we are all from our own family, you don't have to be polite." Huai Rou'er imitated Mu Xiaoxiao's name, only calling him by the last word of his name.

Her hands were ready to hold Lan Yan's arm, shaking it back and forth, ready to use her ability to deal with Mu Le - acting like a baby.

Lan Yan flashed behind Mu Xiaoxiao like a ghost, just before Huai Rou'er touched her.

Her cry made his skin crawl... Besides, I don't know you, and I'm not interested in whoever is your own.

Lan Yan caressed Mu Xiaoxiao's shoulder, she became his protector...

Because Lan Yan didn't want to say a word to the woman in front of her at all.

Huairou'er is very shameless, Mu Jing and Mu Xin are happy in their hearts... They have already had enough of her domineering, and because of their status, they can't do it. Seeing her make a fool of herself and lose face is a great pleasure...

What makes Mu Jing happy is that Lan Yan doesn't have the slightest affection for Huai Rou'er...

Everyone present could see that...

"Mu Xiaoxiao, it's your turn." Huai Rou'er said in a rough voice.

Lan Yan returned to her original appearance calmly, looking at the sea without any expression...

It's like nothing happened just now...

I am not good at mediating with others...I have never liked the poems and songs that I can't eat or drink...

If you don't rely on her to abduct girls, why learn it...

"Actually, I'm not good at this either."——
(End of this chapter)