Phoenix Fight

He used to talk very cold, but the cold before was different from the cold now. After this morning, his cold is deliberately alienated, rejected thousands of miles away, with a little disgust.

Bai Languo shrank her neck, secretly thinking that it’s the Lantern Festival, why the weather is still so cold, and snorted: "Then you know that he has an appointment with me, I'm not good at letting others dove, right?"

"You don't need to push me, go play by yourself." Pu Yangyue's thinking is extremely leap, and the latter command will not be related to the previous question for eight lifetimes.

Bai Languo was startled, with the illusion of being excluded: "I...Although I am not really Bai Languo, since I have planned your job, I will definitely do my best."

Pu Yang's pupils became deeper and deeper: "I asked you to go away, not because you would be considerate of you and stay with me during the holidays, but I don't want to see you now."

Bai Languo was startled again: I'm going, it's not an illusion, it's really being left out!

If you squeeze out, who is so rare? Bai Languo clapped her hands, as if she had been holding the wheelchair armrest and dirty her hands, and then she didn't bother to look at Pu Yangyue's black face and patted her **** and left.

Swinging all the way to the lantern where Chu Qingfeng was playing with the lake butterfly, she saw the bitter melon faces of the crowd onlookers. They were puzzled by the lantern riddle on the lantern. She couldn't help but asked Chu Qingfeng: "Is this lantern riddle so difficult? ? Actually stumped my broad masses of people?"

Chu Qingfeng raised her eyebrows, very proud: "Of course! This young master spent three days and three nights thinking about it personally. I guarantee that few people can guess it!"

"What do you think?"

"Yes, the lanterns for the Lantern Festival are divided into sections, and each section is entrusted to the Minister of the Korean Central Government. This section belongs to our Chu family. This year’s question is from the Chu family’s famous, talented and talented people. The withered and unparalleled three young masters, I am too!"

"Yeah! Only Gao Badou doesn't even know that "Xing Mou Hao" is a derogatory term?"

"Huh?'Xinglou withered' is actually a derogatory term. I thought it meant that people who wrote articles were thin and manuscripts were withered!"

"You have to understand this way, you can..."

"That's not it! Hehehehe...The Chu family is famous, talented, withered, and unparalleled in the world. I am the three young masters!"

Seeing that Chu Qingfeng was lonely and admiring herself there, Bai Languo shook her head with a sigh, and sighed secretly: This person is not saved, it is not saved!

When she shook her head, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a piece of paper floating in front of her. It turned out to be the mystery of a certain lantern. Bai Languo carefully studied the line of crooked melons and jujube-like lower letters, and secretly came here to guess the riddle, not only the riddle, but also Guess the word!

But that line is actually-Master Han has a son, who has lived to be 18 years old but never called an adult "Father". Why is this?

Because Master Han is a female officer, her son has to call her "mother"!

I drop a mother! If this thing were put in the 21st century, Atai next door would be able to guess it, but in this Daqing dynasty, Bai Languo glanced at the helpless people around him, thinking that if anyone could say that Lord Han’s son was dumb. , It is estimated that it is also a talent!

"These brain teasers, if you put them here, it would be a bit difficult for people?" Bai Languo grabbed the complacent Chu Qingfeng, and said earnestly.

Chu Qingfeng disagrees: "Xiaobai! You are a great insult to the IQ of my Daqing dynasty! I'm telling you, just now, there were a few brains-turned boys who got me four consecutive guesses. The problem, I was driven away!"