Master, she devotes herself to practicing magic

第100章 0000：修改章节2
"If you really dare to do this, I promise I will come back first and kill you." The sickly young man looked at her viciously, and even the eyes of Xuan Ting, who had always been alluring, gleamed viciously.

Mao Lingling felt a chill down her spine.

"Hey, don't be so nervous."

Mao Lingling stood up and patted the dust off her body.

"Since you choose to follow me, then I have to be responsible to you."

Mao Lingling smiled sweetly, not noticing the unnatural flush on the faces of the handsome men.

"It's almost noon, let's cook." Mao Lingling threw the pheasant in her hand to them, and went into the house on her own.

The beautiful men held the pheasants and looked at each other.

Just now I was a little moved by her...

There were even fewer furnishings in the room, even the animal skin was taken away, and there was not a single piece of fruit left.

The man in the room left, and the room was a little more empty, and the bed that was made yesterday was also messed up.

Good sleep is an important criterion for quality of life. It seems that we still have to solve the sleep problem first.

After thinking for a long time, Mao Lingling decided on today's goal, she was going to hunt a piece of animal skin back.

"It's done."

A clear male voice pulled Mao Lingling's thoughts back a little, and Xie Chuxi turned her head, holding the pheasant's neck, not wanting to see her.

What he said just now made him really think that he would sell him?If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't make such a joke.

"Okay, thank you." Mao Lingling took the pheasant, they handled it very cleanly, and Mao Lingling would not be stingy with her praise.

Several men's faces were rosy, but they lowered their heads but did not respond.

It seems that jokes should be avoided, the orcs are too simple.

"I don't remember your names, can you tell me your names?" Mao Lingling's voice sounded again.

The beautiful men glanced at each other, and finally the blue-haired one stood up.

"My name is Que Wuchen, and I am your fourth husband. You must remember my name carefully, and don't forget it."

Mao Lingling nodded, a silent acquiescence.

"Okay, I remember." Mao Lingling's smile was warmer and shallower, but it revealed the power to touch people's hearts.

Under her smile, the hearts of the beauties seemed to miss a beat.

"I'm Jingli, your second husband."

Jingli and Xie Chuxi both have dazzling blond hair, but his hair color is relatively dull, and his face is not as handsome as Xie Chuxi, with a feeling of Xiaojiabiyu.

"Are you injured?" Mao Lingling asked directly without hiding.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a chill coming from her back. Mao Lingling clearly felt that if eyes could kill, she would have been killed millions of times.

Um!Needless to say, this must be the original trunk!

"I know medicine! I'll go up the mountain today and help you find herbs."

Mao Lingling was not lying a bit. She joined the medical team instead of the assassination team at the beginning of the army. Later, she was transferred to the assassination team after being valued by the leaders. Because of this experience, she also knows a little about herbal medicine for pain.

"Do you know medicine??"

The scenery suddenly became a little more eager, and his body itself is very weak. Even without Mao Lingling, his life expectancy would not exceed 30 years old.

"Yes, a little." Mao Lingling nodded in agreement.

"Before my parents hired a doctor to be my teacher, so I still know some common medicinal herbs."

It is well known that Mao Lingling's parents dote on Mao Lingling, so she didn't arouse the suspicion of the men when she said this.

"If you can really heal my injury, I will definitely work hard, and I will work hard to support you."

The boy's eyes were bright, he looked like he would fall when the wind blows, but his persistence was like a bull.

Mao Lingling pushed the person away a little before seeing the boy who had been squatting on the side all the time. He was not the same as them, he just stayed in one place, and he didn't even step forward to deal with the pheasant just now.

"what is your name?"

Mao Lingling searched her memory for a long time, but she couldn't think of another boy like this.

Que Wuchen, Scenery Li, and even Xuan Ting still have at least one shadow in the memory of the original owner. Although it is vague, there is such an impression anyway, but this young man has left nothing in the memory of the original owner.

……

After a long pause, the boy still didn't answer.

"Don't ask, he hasn't spoken yet, he should be dumb."

It was Que Wuchen who said this, usually what he likes most is chatting with others, only this guy has never said a word to him in his memory.

"Then what about his name? Do you know?" Que Wuchen was a good at talking in the memory of the original owner, and Mao Lingling just thought that maybe he would know.

"He didn't even talk to me, I don't know." Que Wuchen waved his hand.

"..."

Mao Lingling was in a bit of a dilemma, since they would live together in the future, it would be troublesome if they didn't know their names.

Maybe because of the embarrassment on Mao Lingling's face, the boy rarely turned his gaze to her face.

A pair of big wet eyes just looked at her like this, the young man looked very good but because he was still a young man, there was a trace of milkiness on his body, and now he looked at Mao Lingling so much that his heart turned on the spot.

"Forget it, high and low are to be raised, can I name you?"

Hearing what Mao Lingling said, the young man looked at Mao Lingling's delicate face, and was unconsciously attracted by her golden-green pupils, and nodded in a strange way.

Seeing the boy nodding in agreement, Mao Lingling let out a long sigh of relief.

It seems that this young man can still understand their speech. The inability to make a sound in his throat should be caused by an acquired illness.

Mao Lingling looked at the boy and was wondering what name to choose when a short poem suddenly appeared in her mind.

"People on Moshang are like jade, and your son is unparalleled in the world."

Mao Lingling lowered her head and said something.

Putting this poem on him is suitable anywhere.

After thinking about it, Mao Lingling said lightly. "Moyu, can I name you Moyu?"

As soon as the boy heard that he was famous, he also laughed. His already delicate and milky face even filled the air with a hint of sweetness when he smiled.

Mao Lingling was happy to see Moyu, and she was also happy in her heart.After all, they want to live together. If the house is disturbed, it is not a good thing.

Mao Lingling has already stated her own rules. Since they are willing to keep Mao Lingling, she is not a stingy master. As long as they are doing well, she will definitely ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing.

"Don't be dazed, you go and clean up the house."

Seeing Mao Lingling turn around to cook, the five turned around and entered the house. The house was much more messy than before, and there were fewer things. Even some fruits and food they had secretly stored before were taken away.

"These little bastards!" Xie Chuxi clenched her fists and rattled.

It's a pity that he took care of those guys so much before, and they didn't even leave any food when they left.

Que Wuchen's face was also not good-looking, and those guys took away a little animal skin that he had hidden behind Mao Lingling.

He originally wanted to use those animal skins to make a scarf and sell them. Although the piece of material he had hidden was small, the animal skin was obtained from his first hunting, and he had been carefully hiding it.

(End of this chapter)