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"Why are you talking about love brain? Li Hui and Li Qiulian are different!"

"I think it's different too. That male ghost has done so much for Li Hui, what did Dong Qingyu do?"

The male ghost next to Li Hui glanced at her with a little surprise in his eyes.

"Do not……"

The male ghost looked at Redcomb: "She wants to be reincarnated, so she can't be a lonely ghost with me."

"Master, don't listen to him. I have no relatives in the world. I think it's good to be a ghost. I don't want to be a human."

The male ghost's eyes fell on the child in Li Hui's arms.

Li Hui followed his gaze and then forced the child into Hong Comb's hands, "Please help me send her to the orphanage."

Hongshu lowered his head and met the child's curved eyebrows.

"Master, you also said that if a person dies and the light goes out, then my fate with her will be over long ago. I go to the human world every day to steal milk for her to drink, and I feed her for three months, which is enough."

After Li Hui finished speaking, she looked at the male ghost: "Now, I want to live for myself."

"I don't want to reincarnate, not only because then I won't be able to see him, but also because if that happens, I won't be me anymore."

"Master, do you understand what I mean?"

Li Hui spoke affectionately, while Hong Shu had a troubled look on her face.

She doesn't want to understand.

This restriction was not difficult. The master Dong Qingyu found was not a high-level Taoist priest, so Hong Comb solved it without much effort.

After taking a look at the two tired people, Hong Comb said meaningfully, "I hope you won't regret it."

After saying that, Redcomb turned and left.

These two ghosts had just met each other not long ago, and it was the time when they were deeply in love, but after a long time, it became difficult to tell.

According to what Red Comb has observed about human love, more than a year is about right.

If she regrets it then, she will not serve him anymore.

Just kidding, this matter is not her business, and she is not from the underworld.

She is just an ordinary little Taoist priest who needs to raise a bunch of babies.

The child named Qingqing was taken back by Li Qiulian, and Hongshu did not stop her. What happened next had nothing to do with her.

But a certain banquet tomorrow has something to do with her.

Because she had received an invitation previously.

Grandpa Lu recovered, and the Lu family was overjoyed. They held a banquet and invited her to have a look.

Hongcomb was busy late last night and was pulled up not long after she fell into bed.

She looked sleepily at the enlarged handsome face.

My brain shut down for a moment.

"Where did this handsome boy come from?"

"It's me, Shen Muhuai." Shen Muhuai lowered his eyebrows, and there was an undetectable arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Shen Muhuai, I don't know him."

After speaking, Hongshu paused and sat up suddenly, "Who let you enter my room?"

"There is a banquet for the Lu family today."

Hongshu relaxed suddenly and fell back again, "I know, is there any problem?"

"Don't worry, I didn't forget. I will go on time."

"The banquet time is exactly seven o'clock in the evening."

"I know."

Redcomb closed his eyes and turned over to prepare to continue sleeping.

"Why don't you do your face, choose clothes, and do your hair?"

Hong Comb didn't want to move, and a muffled voice came from the pillow, "Who did you listen to?"

"My little sister will buy a set of clothes before every party, find a hairstylist to customize her hair, and then make a face."

Redcomb: "If I don't have money or a dedicated stylist, I won't go."

Shen Muhuai: "I have."

Hong Comb picked up the quilt and covered his head, "It's none of my business. Your sister is your sister, and I am me. Get out! I want to sleep!"

Shen Muhuai looked at her for a long time, put some things on the table, turned around and walked out.

As soon as he walked out, Redcomb sat up.

Glancing at the table, Hongshu's eyes lit up instantly.

"Milk tea, burgers, chicken nuggets..."

Well...she didn't care about Shen Muhuai's interruption of her sleep just now.

Redcomb ate like crazy and then went to bed after eating.

Can't wake up at all.

so sleepy.

Her previous schedule was too chaotic, so she should sleep all day today.

I don’t know how long it took, but Redcomb woke up and it was getting dark.

At that moment, Hongcomb was confused.

Damn it, what time is it? It’s already dark.

Hongshu took the phone and looked at the time, five o'clock in the afternoon.

No, it's dark now at five o'clock.

Redcomb was skeptical, but when she opened the curtain and saw the light outside, she fell silent.

The phone is not broken and the time is correct.

There's just an extra black curtain.

Hongshu walked out. In the empty yard, Shen Muhuai sat under the vines, and the smoke filled the air, blurring his face.

Hongshu walked over and stood in front of him, "Does this tea taste good?"

Shen Muhuai placed the smoking cup in his hand on the table and nodded slowly: "It's not bad."

Hongshu smiled, "The tea you got is my master's collection. If it's wrong, there will be a ghost."

Shen Muhuai's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, "How much? I'll pay it back to your master."

"This is the blood from the iceberg that my master took the risk to collect. It is priceless and cannot be sold outside anyway."

Shen Muhuai couldn't laugh at all.

Of course he didn't take the tea. After all, this is not his home, and he won't mess with things in other people's homes.

This tea was given to him by Hong Zimu. The little guy said that he picked it himself in the mountains. He drank it and it tasted good, so he kept it.

Who knew it was left by Shu'er's master.

Shen Muhuai suddenly felt that the stool was a bit piercing his butt.

It's hard for him to say that Hong Zimu gave it to him, otherwise Shu'er would think that he pushed it on the child on purpose, and his impression of him would definitely deteriorate.

Shen Muhuai wanted to hold his forehead. These little guys he saw today were really not simple.

"Sorry, I didn't know." Shen Muhuai took a deep breath and apologized hastily.

"No need." Hongshu sat across from him, picked up the teapot and poured a cup, "Just treat it as my invitation."

Hong Comb is not a fool. This matter is probably related to those little guys in his family.

"It's almost time, it's time to get in the car and leave."

"Okay", Red Comb responded happily.

Shen Muhuai took a look at the clothes she was wearing, short-sleeved shirts and jeans, "Are you sure you want to dress like this?"

"Isn't this okay?" Hong Comb lowered his head and glanced at his own attire.

Shen Muhuai's eyebrows widened: "If it were you, it wouldn't be impossible."

"Just kidding." Hongshu stood up and said with a smile, "I know what kind of clothes to wear for any occasion."

Hongshu turned around and went back to change, but was pulled back by Shen Muhuai, "No need, I've already prepared it for you."

……

At the same time, in the villa not far from Lu Xiuye's villa.

Huang Mao arranged the skirts of the two little girls, Guigui wore a white skirt, and Hong Tzuyu preferred a bright red skirt.

As for Lu Anan...he can only wear a small suit.

"White? Black?"

Huang Mao put two small suits on the bed.

Lu Anan took the black one.

Huang Mao turned around and took a yellow one from his dressing room to put on.

"Come on, kids, my brother will take you to the banquet."