Fast-crossing system: the villain BOSS strikes!

Mingshu didn't know what Duqin wanted to express, but it was not easy to ask at this time, so he could only change the topic.

"What's in that locked room?"

Mr. Hu took a few seconds to answer: "That room, when we came here, it was locked, maybe it was locked by my old man. The room is enough, and I am busy, and then something like this happened...so I didn't even see what was in there."

"Can you open it and take a look?"

"Yes, yes." The house is his now, of course it can be opened.

Mr. Hu didn't have a key either, so he found something directly and opened the lock.

Unexpectedly, the room was empty, there was nothing, not even sundries.

Mingshu walked around the room, except that the room was a little cold, and there was no yin.

"Master..." Mr. Hu called Mingshu nervously, "Did you see anything?"

"Not yet."

"Forehead……"

He invited so many people, but no one could solve it, and Mr. Hu was just disappointed.

"Let's have a look again." Mingshu pulled out two stacked peace charms and gave them to him, "You and your wife each have one, don't leave."

"Okay..." Mr. Hu continued: "Then shall I arrange a place for Master first?"

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Mr. Hu arranged a room for Mingshu and Duqin alone. During dinner at night, Mrs. Hu seemed to be fine and cooked the kitchen herself.

There used to be servants in this yard, but too many unlucky things happened later, the servants left when they couldn't keep working.

Fortunately, Mrs. Hu is not a person who knows nothing, and she can take care of herself.

"I don't know if you are used to eating..."

Mingshu took a bite of the dish, nodded, "Not bad."

"As long as the master likes it." Mrs. Hu seemed relieved, and sat down next to Mr. Hu.

Mingshu ate happily, Duqin didn't even move his chopsticks, just sat there with the doll in his arms, like a sculpture.

With him around, neither Mr. Hu nor Mrs. Hu dared to speak loudly.

"Master, won't this...little brother eat?" Mr. Hu asked tentatively.

"He's losing weight." Mingshu replied casually, "Don't bother with him."

Mr. Hu and Mrs. Hu looked at each other, but didn't dare to ask again.

The main reason is that the aura on Duqin's body is a bit scary.

Mr. Hu filled Mrs. Hu with soup and said in a low voice, "Drink some soup first."

Mrs. Hu smiled at Mr. Hu.

After eating, Mingshu talked with Mr. Hu for a while, then walked around the yard, and then went back to the room.

As soon as she closed the door, there was darkness in front of her.

You don't need to look to know who it is, Mingshu reminded him, "Your room..."

Holding her shoulders with ice-cold hands, he pushed her against the door, and a warm kiss fell down, blocking her words.

Mingshu: "??"

What's wrong with this little zombie?

Mingshu raised his head slightly, he had no skills in cooperating with him, only knew how to plunder and kiss without warmth.

The man closed his eyes slightly, and he could only see the cold black pupils.

The slender eyelashes swept over, causing a slight itchiness.

Mingshu simply leaned against the door in a relaxed manner, and the man's slender body pressed over, entwining every inch of her temperature.

What he covets is the temperature on her body.

Thinking of this, Duqin let himself be addicted.

Mingshu's brain was a little hypoxic after being kissed.

Du Qin let go of her lips at the right time, and the lips were still close to her. He whispered: "Hug."

"Little zombie, you are cold."

"Hug." Du Qin stubbornly expressed his intention with one word.

Mingshu: "..."

Why don't you follow the script!

How cute is a paralyzed face!

Mingshu stretched out his hand helplessly, and wrapped his arms around the cold man.

The man's lips lightly touched her cheek, moved down little by little, and finally landed on her neck.

Mingshu didn't say a word, she felt Duqin rubbed against her several times, then quietly tightened her arms, locked her in her arms, and did not move.

"cold?"

There has always been only one tone of tone, but at this time there is a question.

"En." Mingshu nodded.

Normal people are probably now ice sculptures.

As soon as Mingshu finished nodding, his body flew into the air.

She was picked up by Princess Duqin, Duqin walked towards the bed, stuffed Mingshu into the quilt, and hugged her under the quilt, "Is that so?"

Mingshu: "..."

Do you think that the cold air on your body can be resisted by a quilt?You have misunderstood yourself!

Seeing that Ming didn't answer, Du Qin suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch her face.

"Little zombie, don't push yourself too hard!" Mingshu patted his hand.

Du Qin's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Du Qin, Du Qin, the life-saving Du, the imperially-appointed Qin."

This is the longest sentence Mingshu has ever heard him say.

I thought he couldn't speak.

Feelings can speak, just don't want to say such a long sentence?

"Little zombie doesn't sound good?"

"Do not."

Who is the little zombie!

He is not!

"But that's what I want to call you." Mingshu approached him intentionally, "What should I do?"

Duqin fell silent.

He hugged Mingshu without saying a word, tightening it tighter and tighter, Mingshu suspected that he was going to suffocate himself to death in the quilt.

insidious!

Mingshu wanted to tear off the quilt, but Duqin pressed it back for her expressionlessly.

Mingshu: "..."

"let go."

"Do not."

"Say it again?" Mingshu said in a bad tone.

The latter closed his mouth, but did not let go.

Mingshu: "..."

I'm so mad!This kind of person should be thrown into limbo!

Mingshu struggled for a while, his hands and feet were bound by the quilt, so it was not easy to perform.

She looked up at the person next to her, and rubbed hard to the corner of his mouth, then rubbed again to complete a complete kiss.

Compared with his random kiss, Mingshu's kiss is much more skillful.

Mingshu successfully rescued himself.

She kicked him down, and wiped the corner of her mouth with her hand, "Duqin, if you dare to be rough on me again, I'll kill you!"

Duqin didn't take it seriously, she said it many times, but every time she didn't treat herself very well.

"Come up and try!"

Du Qin's hand that had just been placed on the bed paused slightly, then retracted after a while, stood up silently, and retreated to stand in the darkness of the room.

Mingshu sat on the bed, looking at the darkness over there.

She covered her head and fell down, not wanting to.

A little goblin who wants to die can't be petted, once petted, he will go to heaven.

Mingshu turned his back to that side.

After an unknown amount of time, Mingshu turned over, "Little zombie."

The person standing in the darkness moved to show that he heard.

"come over."

The black shadow over there shook twice, and then Mingshu saw him coming over and standing two steps away from the bed.

In the darkness, no one could see who's expression clearly.

Mingshu sighed softly, "Come up."

"You are cold."

Mingshu was stunned for a moment, thinking that he restrained himself because he was afraid that he would beat him.

"I'm not that delicate." Mingshu said, "Come up."

Duqin took two steps towards the bed, and he climbed onto the bed very slowly.

"Sleep undressed."

"..." Du Qin thought for a moment, then suddenly backed away from the bed.

"Hey, why are you running?" Mingshu grabbed him.

"will not."

"Why not, give you a face, and you still have to push your nose on the face, right?"

"Clothes, no."