Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

"You have to look at me for the key information." A young man in red clothes leaned on a pillar and smiled lazily.

"Chen Fengqi, I don't care about you pulling my hair. Tell me quickly."

"The Taifu's family should have that painting. The Taifu has countless paintings. For a while, he especially liked to collect the landscape and ink paintings you mentioned, Three Trees and Two Dots of Broken Crows." Chen Fengqi whistled, "You can go visit him. trip."

Xu Chaochao: "What about the person I'm looking for?"

Chen Fengqi's expression was stunned, "Who is it?"

Xu Chaochao was heartbroken, "My sister Lu! How could you forget my sister Lu!"

Sister Lu herself, who was suddenly cueed: "..."

No need to look for children.

Mom, I don’t want to recognize you.

Chen Fengqi took out his ears and asked, "How do you find it?"

"You said you were looking for a woman named Lu Jian. You don't know her height, appearance, personality or place of origin. Where can I get one for you?" His tone was rather resentful.

Lu Jian watched from the side, inexplicably feeling that something was not right about the way these two people got along.

But she didn't think too much about it.

She wants to find the painting too.

Maybe only the heroine can clearly see the content of the ancient paintings?

"My sister's name note." The gentle and jade-like young master's voice sounded.

Everyone looked at him instantly.

Even Lu Jian looked aside.

Yun Dao smiled lightly and bent his eyes.

The fingers under the white sleeves slowly tightened and grasped the sleeves.

It turns out your name is Lu Jian, and even your name is the same as in the dream...

Exactly the same.

"May I ask what your name is?" Xu Chaochao's eyes lit up.

"Lu Da." There was a slight smile in his voice.

Lu Jian's eyes suddenly changed.

In the previous world, he was an elder brother, and in this world, he is still an elder brother. Are you addicted to being an elder brother?

He took her last name just to be a brother?

Although she wasn't sure if the person who looked exactly like Jiang Yin was him.

But her intuition told her.

Yes.

"Ouch!" Xu Chaochao almost jumped up, excitedly trying to pull Yun Dao's sleeves.

This was a habit she had always had, and she didn't even notice it.

Yun Dao smiled lightly and avoided her hand, saying nothing.

"Isn't she lazy, but also very good-looking, a little undisciplined, but very reliable?" She suppressed her excitement and looked at him expectantly.

"Yes."

"I want to see her!" Xu Chaochao burst into tears.

God will not kill her!

Sister Lu really traveled through time too!

She found the organization QAQ!

If the sky falls, Sister Lu will hold on to it. She can just be a little loser.

Sister Lu, I miss my assistant so much.

My little assistant, I want to hold you and kiss you several times!

"She is not in the capital. If you want to say anything, you can tell me and I will convey it to her." Yun Dao lowered his eyes lightly and spoke calmly.

Xu Chaochao took out a letter from his lapel and said, "No, no, I've thought of this situation for a long time. Just give her this letter."

She handed the letter to Yun Dao, who took it naturally.

Lu Jian was in a daze until he left.

She kept thinking about the letter and wanting to get it back, so she didn't realize Yun Dao was looking at her.

Through a three-finger ribbon, he looked exactly in her direction, his eyes gradually deepening.

He held a brush in his hand, stained with a few drops of ink, and lowered his eyes lightly, staring at the rice paper on which the brush was drawing.

She lay in trance under the tree, her white and black clothes intertwined, and the refreshing peach fragrance filled the whole house. He closed his eyes.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly.

The sleeves fell slightly, and ink slowly sketched a human figure on the rice paper. The lines were sometimes light, sometimes strong, and the silhouette of the man sitting with a sword in his hand was drawn, as well as the intertwined corners of his clothes.

My mood seems to be slowly improving.

**

into the night.

A black figure sneaked into Yun Dao's room.

The moonlight reflected in her cold phoenix eyes, her hair was tied up in a high ponytail, and a few strands of hair fell along the bangs and fell on both sides of her face.

She had just been to the study room and could not find the letter.

You can only find it in the bedroom.

I don’t know if the dose of smoke is enough.

Lu Jian looked for any place in the bedroom where he could put the letter.

Searching to no avail.

She pursed her lips and looked behind the screen.

How about... a search?

This is not good.

She was confused again and really wanted to read the letter.

It's like taking a shit in the middle and the author suddenly gets stuck in writing, which makes people's appetites really uncomfortable.

After hesitating for a while, Lu Jian walked behind the screen and stretched his hand towards the curtain.

Suddenly, someone inside quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her in with a strong force.

The world was spinning for a while, and when Lu Jian reacted, his back was already pressed against the hard bed.

There was a dagger hanging across her neck, so sharp that it seemed to reflect cold light.

The light and pleasant fragrance of his body came, and no one spoke for a while.

Lu Jian's night vision was a bit poor. He could still see something in the moonlight outside the screen, but when he walked around the screen, his eyes went dark and he couldn't see anything clearly.

She didn't dare to move either.

I always feel that this scene is similar to being choked before.

It seems that the smoke was not enough.

but……

Lu Jian blinked.

She seemed to feel that Yun Dao was not wearing a ribbon.

What do the eyes of the blind beauty look like?

I suddenly became curious.

"...Lu Jian?" His voice was a little hoarse.

Lu Jian's alarm bells sounded instantly.

She never said her name!

"Wrong person." She said stiffly.

"..." He seemed to be silent, "If it's not Lu Jian, then just kill him."

Lu Jian: "..."

"Anyway, he was sent by Zhao Mingxue, so it doesn't matter if he is killed."

Lu Jian: "..."

I know you are scaring me, but my death is not here.

My sister can’t leash the dog yet.

"Speak carefully if you have something to say." She winked.

"Sad." He said in a low voice, his dark hair hanging down to her neck, making her a little itchy. His voice contained grievance, "I'm so sad."

"Late night emo and all that, it's normal. Just say it and the two of us can chat." Lu Jian wanted to use his fingertips to push the dagger's edge away.

Apart from not sure whether the male protagonist is strong or not, I don’t want to have a hard time with him.

Mainly because this posture is a bit strange.

It's weird.

"Listen to me, it's very normal to be frustrated in life. Whether it's frustration in love or officialdom, it's all temporary." She instantly transformed into a close sister and comforted him, "You will definitely gain both career and love in the end, and start your life from now on." peak."

The blind beauty looked coldly at Lu Jian, who had a very relaxed expression, and said nothing.

Lu Jian remembered the purpose of his visit and couldn't help but said, "You see, we could have peacefully coexisted, so why bother using swords, right?"

"You can put that... um——"

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

The red lips were blocked by a pair of thin lips, and the four lips were close to each other, even with a slightly cool touch, and a faint floral fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose.

He kissed softly and slowly.

Like a pool of steamed poisonous wine, it slowly penetrates into the body, making people sink deeply into it and become intoxicated.

The young master has a gentle knife, and he can make up for it if he is not careful.

Lu Jianren was deceived.

He didn't realize how much advantage he had taken.

The beautiful young master's eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his eyes. While casting a spell on his hand to make her unable to move, he held the back of her neck and kissed her deeper.

‘This time, I’m happy. ’

He thought lightly.