Although the men in the portraits look really good, they are just modern young actors. She likes Yangsi, no matter how good she looks, she won't like it.

"Oh, I knew that these people would definitely be defeated. If it were before, I wouldn't know what the best and what the beauty is.

However, since I met that man last night, I realized that there was such a top-notch man in the world, but unfortunately he ran away.

What a pity, I originally wanted to catch it and bring it to you by my master, but the man's cultivation is not as high as mine, but he disappeared.

Master, you don’t know that the man didn’t react at all when he heard our immortal sect. He looked like the men in the portrait. Just like you said, yes, he is the kind of person who doesn’t tempt the flames and sticks to the power of the body." Mo Yan slapped his palm and sighed at Yueying.

Yueying raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Yan with a quips, "Oh, I can also use idioms, it's good. It seems that I have learned Chinese very well recently.

However, I can’t appreciate your appreciation, so don’t put our aesthetics together. I think your aesthetics will delay me.”

Yueying still had a smile on her lips, but she felt her aesthetic sense in her heart. She remembered that when they first met, she was criticized as an ugly woman! Is this simply messy in the wind?

Even though she doesn't care so much about her appearance, which woman likes to hear others say she is ugly? So she still remembers it vividly.

Mo Yan knew that Yueying didn't believe him. He was so anxious that he jumped on the spot, "Oh, master, it's true. That man is really the best. When I introduced you to him, he didn't want it.

He said that he had a wife and was looking for his wife. I asked him to come up with evidence. He stopped talking again, and obviously refused."

Yueying shook her head, thinking that Mo Yan was still too young and had too little experience. "Have you ever heard an idiom called "desire for indulgence" in Chinese? Maybe he had that idea.

What's more, Mo Yan, I really don't need to find a husband. I believe in my own husband. No matter how good the one you said, I only want my husband."

Mo Yan looked at Yueying as if she was "unteachable" and had already become anxious. After all, in his heart, his master deserves all the best in this world.

Although Yueying teaches him less, in his heart, she is his master. After all, if there is no Yueying, how could Bayan teach him?

"Then master, tell me what your husband looks like. I can just follow your husband's version and look for it. It's also a substitute, it's his nephew's father." Mo Yan said unwillingly.

Seed →_→: I will just watch you silently and make you die.

Yueying shook her head with a wry smile, thinking of Yang Si's appearance and posture, "You can't find this world, he is very special."

Mo Yan asked in confusion, "Why? How special? Is he very strange? But when it comes to being strange...

The best I saw today was also very strange. His hair color was actually golden, his eyes were golden, and he was wearing a white robe. I don’t know what material it was.

By the way, Master, do you think he is transformed into a monster like me? Otherwise, how could it be golden?"

Yueying frowned, golden? She felt a sudden jump in her heart, but then she felt that she was too sensitive, so she shook her head and shook away the thoughts she thought were unrealistic in her mind.
Chapter completed!