Fast travel: report to the host, the system crashed again!

Chapter 425 Only the King's Heart ([-])
During the day, Song Beifan went to the Yamen, and Wutong was not a person who could endure loneliness. As soon as he left, she slipped out to play and waited until Song Beifan returned home before going back. Sometimes, she would still hang out outside after Song Beifan returned home for a long time.

"Aren't you afraid?" Song Beifan's face didn't look very good when he found Wutong wandering outside.

"Yeah, but it's boring." He took out the newly bought tassel for Song Beifan, "I saw that the tassel on your sword was gone, so I thought about it and bought you one. It looks good."

"How do you know there is a tassel on my saber?" There was a sharp light in his eyes.

Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, Wutong quickly covered his mouth and said with a guilty conscience: "Isn't there a trace of this?"

"Ah."

Seeing that Song Beifan accepted this explanation, Wutong breathed a sigh of relief and tied the tassel on it: "This way, you will have something of mine on you."

Wutong's small thought is: With my things, you are mine.

But his face still didn't look very good, and his eyes kept staring at the tassels, as if he could see a flower.

Looking up to meet his gaze, Wutong smiled sweetly: "It looks good!"

Nodding lightly, Song Beifan reached out and took the tassel off.

"Didn't you say it looks good?" Wu Tong felt inexplicably wronged when he reached out to stop his behavior. Since he likes it, why did he take it down?

"Trouble, it will get dirty." Song Beifan explained, stuffing the tassels into his sleeves.

Wutong could accept this explanation, but in her heart, it was always uncomfortable, she lowered her head and nodded twice.

Song Beifan also knew that she was in a bad mood, so he reached out to hold her hand, but finally gave up and just said: "Go back."

"Xiao Fanfan, I'm tired~" she said coquettishly while tugging on his sleeve, "You carry me~"

Hearing this, Song Beifan frowned, looked around, and said coldly: "The audience is open."

Pouting her lips, Wutong pretended to be unhappy, thinking to herself that Song Beifan could just coax her a little, just a little.

Unexpectedly, he actually squatted down and said helplessly, "Come up."

Indus covered her mouth with emotion, you know, this is in an ancient society where men are superior to women, and it is still so public!this man...

Song Beifan, maybe I'm really going to fall in love with you.

With this thought in his mind, Wutong climbed onto Song Beifan's back sweetly.Loving someone starts with their appearance and ends with their character. This is probably Song Beifan.

"Song Beifan, I like you." She leaned into his ear and repeated the words she had said many times, but this time, it was the most sincere one.

"Ah."

After a long time, when Wutong stood blankly alone in the night of this street, she began to regret it.

Men, whether in ancient times or modern times, are untrustworthy creatures.
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On the way back, passers-by kept pointing at them, and Wutong made a grimace in response, while Song Beifan pretended not to hear or see, and walked every step with his head down.

"Song Butou." Zichu came in a hurry, he didn't want to disturb the two of them, but something urgent happened, so he had to come out to find Song Beifan.

"Another body was found on West Street."

Hearing this, Song Beifan's eyes turned cold, and Wutong also knew that she shouldn't be troublesome, but she still wanted to test her weight in this man's heart, so she took a breath and said coquettishly, "It doesn't matter, I can't walk anyway!"

"Don't make trouble." There was a bit more compromise in his tone.

This answer was not as expected by Wutong, but the tone made Wutong very satisfied. Compared with the previous indifference, this tone was the feeling that love should have.

When jumping off Song Beifan's back, Wutong brushed Song Beifan's ears with his lips intentionally or unintentionally, watching his face turn red to the base of his ears, Wutong felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Brother Zichu, you go quickly." Wutong didn't want to see the dead anymore, and now it's not the stage of pursuing Song Beifan, so why would he want to see the corpse again.

When the two left in a hurry, Wutong began to buy new clothes for Song Beifan, but the ancient clothes were all tailor-made, and there were very few ready-made clothes.After seeing several tailors with ready-made clothes, Wutong felt dissatisfied, and finally decided to let them make a few sets.

As for Song Beifan's stature?Wutong naturally knew about it. From the first moment she saw him, she scanned Song Beifan completely and estimated his size with her eyes.

After the clothes were ordered, she hummed a little song and returned to the Song Mansion. On the way back, she saw the tassels that she had just given to Song Beifan in a remote corner.

"It's really careless." Picking up the tassel tassels, Wutong bounced back to the Song Mansion, just in time to meet Song Beifan who had just returned to the mansion.

"you……"

"you……"

The two people spoke at the same time, Wutong chose to let Song Beifan speak first. Looking at his scary face, Wutong had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Song Beifan said coldly, "Where did you go last night?"

last night?

"Report to the host, you went out to steal last night." The system informed Wutong what he did last night, "You basically go out to steal every night, it's an old problem."

……

The system's answer made Wutong sigh with emotion. Sure enough, if you do something for a long time, you will get occupational diseases.

"I was sleeping yesterday." Of course Wutong could only answer so against his will.

"En." Song Beifan didn't seem to fully believe Wutong's words, and nodded perfunctorily.

Wutong's mood suddenly rose again. Why did he ask that?Someone had just died, Wutong couldn't help but think about that aspect.

Clenching the tassel tightly in her hand, she didn't give it to Song Beifan after all. She smiled desolately, and there were some things she didn't want to ask.

"Go back to the house." He took her hand naturally, "Dinner is ready."

Staring at his profile as he walked, Wutong smiled foolishly.

Song Beifan, I hope it’s me who’s overthinking...

"Look what I do?" he stopped and asked.

"You look good." Pushing his shoulder, Wutong laughed and went into the dining room with him for dinner.

Song Beifan smiled helplessly, and held her hand tightly.

At night, Song Beifan suddenly knocked on the door of Wutong's room, just as she was about to sneak out to steal.

After hurriedly packing up his things, Wutong opened the door with a smile: "Xiao Fanfan, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Can't sleep."

……

Indus was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud.

This guy is like a child.

"Then Xiao Fanfan, do you want me to tell you a story?" Pretending to be a mother.

"Let's talk to me." He sat down and poured a glass of water for each of them, and motioned to Wutong to sit down together.

It was a rare occasion for Song Beifan to have a heart-to-heart talk with her, and Wutong couldn't help but sit close to Song Beifan, crossing her legs and leaning naturally into his arms.

"You..." Song Beifan frowned, but he still didn't say the words, and tolerated what she did.

(End of this chapter)