Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

"How can I hurt people?" Mu Yun turned his back and looked at the card with exquisite and complicated patterns. He didn't even let go of the back. "Isn't it... What is it?"

"Well?"

Xiao Jingye stretched his neck and took a look. He said casually, "what's wrong with this concentric knot?"

Mu Yunshen drew from the corner of his mouth, and the hand holding the card trembled a little.

After a while, he said in a tearful voice, "what are you doing printing this on the invitation?"

"Good looking." Young master Xiao stood upright, even slightly straightened his chest a little, and said with great reason, "what's the matter?"

“......”

Mu Yun took a deep look at the big concentric knot decoration on the dark blue background. He felt as if the tears of a candle had fallen into the Aegean Sea. It was ugly. It was very abrupt.

After a deep pause, Mu Yun said fluently, "it's OK. It's a combination of Chinese and western. It's very in line with your style."

Xiao Jingye only thought that this was a good word, so he naturally answered, "right, elder brother, you have insight, it's different to talk with people with good taste. At that time, my mother said that I would not let you do it like this."

Mu Yun gave him a deep and secluded look and said casually, "what did your aunt say?"

Xiao Jingye held his chin thoughtfully and said, "it's not very good-looking, it will destroy the overall style... I don't remember it very clearly."

Mu Yunshen agreed and nodded, "most of what my aunt said is right."

This ugly degree, where is a simple "not good-looking" can all be written.

"Well?" Xiao Jingye didn't understand what he was saying. He blinked twice and said, "what's right?"

"Nothing." President Mu quickly changed the topic and kicked away the invisible tail behind him. "You said you had sent the invitation to the he family?"

When chatting with him, the span was too large. Xiao Jingye was stunned for a while before he responded, "ah... No, I sent it to he Wenwan, not to he's house directly."

Mu Yun looked at him with a deep and expressionless face.

Xiao Jing choked at night and explained bitterly, "if the old man sees this invitation, he will come and break my leg on the spot? How can I dare to send it to the door and find it hard. "

Mu Yun gave a deep smile and said with a bit of schadenfreude, "what's the name of this? Didn't you tell me that commander he had given up on you last time?"

"On the face of it, that's right." Xiao Jingye was a little annoyed and grabbed his flat inch, "but you didn't see the old man looking at me, just like how much money I owed him, which made me..."

Mu Yun was deeply happy, "so you only told he Wenwan?"

"Yes, I sent someone directly to the hospital where she worked." Xiao Jingye nodded calmly.

Muyun deep pick pick eyebrows, "you are not afraid of her a can't stand, go back to find old commander he cry, back to old commander he still have to strip off your skin."

After a second's pause, he added, "at least one layer."

His tone was very flat, but Xiao Jingye shivered involuntarily when he heard a layer of sweat on his back.

A bloody picture appeared in his mind. His expression twisted a radian strangely, and he said, "it's better than me to send it directly to the door. If I really dare to send this invitation to he's house that day, the old man would have to peel off my skin at that time. Where can I have life to stand here and talk?"

Mu Yun stared at him deeply for a while. After a while, he was relieved and agreed with him. He said, "it's very possible, but it's not so simple."

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he raised his hand and said, "it's estimated that there will be many dishes on the he family's table that night."

Xiao Jingye, "... Brother, can you stop talking? I'm a little scared to hear that."

Mu Yunshen chuckled and put the card back into the paper bag. "Why didn't you just say that you had to pull me here to say that?"

Xiao Jingye coughed softly and said, "Oh, I don't want to destroy the atmosphere. I'm playing with my nephew over there. I'm an elder at least. How can I compete with the children for the first prize?"

Mu Yunshen looked at his serious appearance, and suddenly felt a little funny, so he put his hand on his head and knocked a chestnut, "I think a lot, the smell of milk is not clear, a smelly boy, I really take myself as an elder."

Xiao Jing's face turned red at night. He clenched his fists tightly and argued very unconvincingly, "I'm in my twenties. How can I get the milk smell? You think I'm my nephew."