Quick time travel villain god is a bit skinny

Chapter 541 You Are My Thief

The reality of red fruit.

Rich has distant relatives in the mountains.

Ling Xiao didn't ask any more questions, nor did he make any statement.

Wu Que, who had always been uneasy, saw Ling Xiao's expressionless face, and mistakenly thought that she was a little dissatisfied with her behavior of accepting gifts.

After all, Ling Xiao didn't like dealing with the outside world the most in the past, not to mention making boyfriends and receiving gifts from boyfriends. She usually deliberately avoided those young men even when she went out.

Because the original owner has an outstanding appearance and a slender and graceful figure, if he is caught by a man with no eyesight, it is very likely to bring countless troubles to the original owner.

At night, Wuque quietly sent a message to Yan Shu.

Wuque: "Brother-in-law, my sister already knows about the Porsche you gave me."

Yan Shu quickly replied: "Mine belongs to your sister! Just keep it! Don't have any psychological burden. If there is any problem, I can help you solve it."

Wuque: "Thank you brother-in-law, okay!"

Wuque put away his mobile phone, nestled in his bedroom and started playing games online.

After playing a few games, the male students from the School of Foreign Languages ​​had a very good attitude towards Wu Que. They also took him with them when they were playing games, and cooperated with each other to fight, so they would never embarrass him.

It's not like the school bullies of the Ivy Academy in the past, who would catch Wu Que and humiliate and beat him whenever he had the chance.

Seeing the news from those friends, Wu Que's heart suddenly warmed up.

I just hope that such a good day will continue, and it must not be a dream.

The next morning.

The golden sunlight poured in from the bedroom window, inlaid a warm and dazzling outline on the beauty on the bed.

Ling Xiao rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat on the bed in a daze.

The phone rang suddenly.

Not surprisingly, it was Yan Shu.

"Xiaoxiao, I bought breakfast, would you like to eat it while it's hot?"

Ling Xiao opened the curtains of the bedroom, let the sunlight in, and dispelled the coldness in the room.

"Well, where are you?" Ling Xiao asked casually.

"At the gate of your neighborhood."

Yan Shu's voice sounded clear and peaceful, like a cold spring reflecting the moon, and begonias falling in the courtyard.

Ling Xiao liked listening to his voice very much, after a brief wash, she put on her usual casual clothes and came to the gate of the community.

Sure enough, Yan Shu was standing at the doorman, wearing a white shirt and black casual trousers, outlining a tall and straight figure, with skin that was as thick as snow, and a face that was zhilanyushu, it was a rare sight in a crowded market scenery.

Standard for warm men.

Many young girls passing by couldn't help but cast admiring glances at Yan Shu, but frightened by Yan Shu's aura, they dared not approach him rashly.

Yan Shufeng leaned lightly at the doorman, holding a bag of steaming breakfast in his hand.

Ling Xiao walked over and said with a smile, "Why would you think of bringing me breakfast today?"

Yan Shufeng's eyes lit up suddenly, like a large pet that urgently needs to be caressed by its owner, and said with a smile: "I have a habit of doing morning exercises in the morning, and I happened to run near your neighborhood, so I bought breakfast."

This is an excuse, right?
Ling Xiao didn't care either, he stretched out his hand to hold him, and walked straight towards the house.

Yan Shu felt a touch of warmth in his palm, and his finger bones were soft and smooth.

It turns out that this is the feeling of holding hands with a girl...

It's so beautiful!

When he came home, Ling Xiao put a steaming hot breakfast on the dining table, took the freshly ground soy milk and pure milk to the kitchen to heat up, and then invited Yan Shu to have breakfast together.

The two chatted while eating.

"The painting has been given to Kong Lifeng. He is very satisfied with this task."

"Oh?" Ling Xiaoxiu raised his eyebrows slantingly: "Didn't he suspect that we did something secretly?"

Yan Shu said with a smile: "Kong Lifeng has always been very cautious, he will definitely send someone to check the painting."

What's the use of checking?

With the current technology, it is impossible to find the two-dimensional space contained in the ancient painting of Xie Yue.

Ling Xiao was not afraid at all, and replied calmly: "After he finishes checking, he may eradicate dissidents and use that painting to make a big fuss."

Yan Shu took a bite of the Shrimp Emperor Dumpling, and said with a smile, "It's okay, Xiao Xiao, I'm here."

Although he is a private golden lawyer hired by Kong Lifeng, he is not an ordinary slave.

He has his own independent law firm, as well as a large number of industry contacts and background background.

Otherwise, Ling Xiao's younger brother Wu Que would not be able to get along like a fish in water in the School of Foreign Languages, and get the support and unanimous favor of those classmates.

With him around, Ling Xiao doesn't need to worry about material conditions, nor does he need to worry about being discriminated against.

After Ling Xiao had breakfast, he cleaned up the trash, and ran downstairs with Yan Shu to throw out the trash.

In the community, I met a husky who likes to jump around. The naive and funny husky has been circling around Ling Xiao and Yan Shu, offering treasures and showing off its cuteness to them.

The old man's girlish heart!
It's going to explode!

Ling Xiao couldn't help but bought a bag of expensive canned dog food in the neighborhood supermarket, and fed it to this self-cooked Erha, Erha ate the canned food happily.

Yan Shu hugged Ling Xiao's slender waist from behind, rubbed the tip of his nose against the other's smooth long hair, and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiao, we can also raise a dog in the future, and we can walk the dog together when we are free. , or travel west with it."

Ling Xiao held Yan Shu with his backhand, and kissed his sexy thin lips.

"Ah."

You are my little cutie.

Any non-excessive requirements can be met.

The two huddled together greasy and crooked, and slapped a handful of dog food on passers-by.

At some point, Erha's owner, Kuai Xiaochun, suddenly came over from not far away, and cursed at Erha: "Da Bing! You're running around again!"

Erha shook the fur on his body, without the slightest sense of making a mistake, seeing his master chasing him, he immediately rushed towards him happily!
Kuai Xiaochun rubbed Erha's head with a headache, criticized him, and took Erha to leave.

Xiaoqiang popped up suddenly: Miss!
He has the mark left by the two-dimensional ghost!

Ling Xiao narrowed his bright peach blossom eyes.

Could it be that there is no place to find after breaking through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it?

Ling Xiao gave Yan Shu a suggestive look.

Strangely, Yan Shumiao understood, and immediately stepped forward to stop Kuai Xiaochun.

"I'm Mr. Kong Lifeng's personal lawyer. Are you Boss Kuai? I met you once at the banquet in the Oriental Club. I wonder if Mr. Kuai still has any memories?"

In the story of the original owner, Kuai Xiaochun is Kong Lifeng's business rival. The two formed a relationship a few years ago and have been fighting openly and secretly. They are enemies who meet on a narrow road.

After Kong Lifeng got the ancient painting Xieyue, the first subject of the experiment was Kuai Xiaochun, the son of a rich man whom he regarded as a formidable enemy.

Kuai Xiaochun quickly discerned with sharp eyes that the other party was the celebrity beside Kong Lifeng.

He didn't want to deal with the people around Kong Lifeng, so his attitude was very cold, he held the lively Erha with one hand, and was about to turn around and leave.

Yan Shu suddenly asked quietly: "Is the famous painting Xieyue, a masterpiece handed down from the ancient kingdom of Aris, in the hands of Mr. Kuai?"

Sure enough, Kuai Xiaochun faltered, and looked at Yan Shu hesitantly: "How do you know? Who is it? Who told you?"

It seems that Ling Xiao guessed right. Kong Lifeng should be an insider. He got this painting on purpose, trying to use this strange and famous painting to eradicate dissidents and pave the way for himself.

Yan Shu smiled calmly, "I work beside Kong Lifeng. Mr. Kuai, who sold you that painting?"

(End of this chapter)