Chapter 7882 Is It a Bit Early (Seeking a Monthly Ticket)

Bakuo curled his lips: "I don't like girls with eyes on the top of their heads, I'm just skeptical.

Look how she looks like a maid should, I think you'd better throw her out or something, so we don't get hurt. "

Yun Chujiu shook her head: "It's useful to keep her, after all, she is the monitor of class three.

Besides, when I become the high priest, it's normal for her to be a little proud as a maid. "

Bakuo's expression was speechless. You haven't even written the horoscope yet. You even considered the matter of the maid? Is it too early?

When he was slandering, he heard Yun Chujiu say: "By the way, you can help me think of a title, so that I don't have time to think of a suitable one."

Bakuo: "..."

I've seen people who are confident, but this is the first time I've seen someone who is so confident.

This can no longer be described as self-confidence, it is simply daydreaming!

In fact, Hei Xinjiu felt that her title of "Peerless and Unparalleled" was good, but she was afraid that something would be revealed, so she decided that it would be better to change it.

Feng Liuji wanted to go back to deal with the notice and Feng Poxiao's engagement, so he told Yun Chujiu a few words and then turned back to the priest's mansion.

As soon as he entered the priest's mansion, he saw Mrs. Zou greeted him beamingly: "Master, I heard that the Mo family agreed to Lie Yan and Li Xiao's engagement? Are you coming here tomorrow to make an appointment?"

As usual, Feng Liuzhi wouldn't think too much about it, but seeing Zou's smile all over his face now felt extremely glaring.

Now that she knew about the engagement, she must also know the news that he was forced to give up the position of high priest. Normally, shouldn't she be very worried?

Is it true what Dawn said? Their mother and daughter have long colluded with the Mo family?

How could Mrs. Zou know what Feng Liuji was thinking, and she kept chattering about the engagement, the dowry, and the choice of the wedding day, Barabala.

Although Feng Liuji was suspicious in his heart, he didn't show it on his face, he agreed with each other.

As soon as the two sat down, Feng Lixiao came in with a face full of shyness.

Feng Liuji's heart moved slightly, and he sighed: "Although it's a good thing that Lie Yan and Li Xiao's marriage is settled, but I, the high priest, can't keep it. Our future life may not be as good as before."

Feng Poxiao immediately said: "Father, this is easy to handle. You can just pass the high priest to Brother Lieyan?! And you are still the elder guardian, no one dares to disrespect you."

Mrs. Zou echoed from the side: "That's right, master, as the saying goes, the fat and water don't flow to outsiders' fields. Since Lie Yan wants to marry Lie Xiao, he will be our son-in-law. It is very appropriate to pass on the position of High Priest to him."

Bang!

The teacup in Feng Liuji's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Both Zou Shi and Feng Lixiao were shocked, Feng Liuji suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a smile: "There are too many things today, I am upset, and I can't hold it steady for a while."

Mrs. Zou hurriedly asked someone to come in to clean it, but she didn't become suspicious.

Feng Liuji remembered Yun Chujiu's words, pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, I think that instead of passing the position of high priest to Lie Yan, it is better to pass it to Li Xiao."

Feng Poxiao immediately said sharply: "Father, what did you say?"

Zou was much calmer, and asked with a smile: "Master, are you joking?

Even if you feel a little worried that Lie Yan is not your own flesh and blood, you can pass on the position of high priest to Li Xiao, why choose Li Xiao? "

Feng Liuji thought about the reason on the way, and said lightly: "It was really stupid before dawn, but now it has been enlightened.

Moreover, she promised not to marry outside, and she will recruit a son-in-law in the future, and the child will be named Feng, so I think she is more suitable. "

Continue at noon tomorrow. Fairies, remember to vote!