Siheyuan Diaosi Attack

Lou Bancheng just stared at Tan quietly, his narrow eyes flickering with complex and indistinguishable light, including helplessness, anger, and a trace of unspeakable regret.

He pursed his lips and pondered for a long time before he slowly and softly said, "Xiao E, where has she been living these days?

He has not come back. Look at Xu Damao, he has not made any movement and has not even come to see his wife.

Humph, I think Xu Damao really doesn’t care about Xiao E.

This kid is actually still fooling around outside, having sex and stuff like that.

I was so blind that I didn't see that he was this kind of person."

As Lou Bancheng spoke, he frowned, his face full of annoyance.

When Tan heard this, a trace of guilt immediately flashed in her eyes. She drooped her eyes, as if she didn't dare to look directly at Lou Bancheng.

She lowered her head slightly, twisting the corners of her clothes unconsciously with her hands, and muttered softly: "This can't be blamed entirely on you, uh.

I thought that Xu Damao's mother had been in our family for so many years, so she must know everything about us.

That's why I let Xiao'e marry him.

Who could have thought that Xu Damao was such a heartless person? He has ruined Xiao'e's life."

As she spoke, Tan sighed softly, her face full of helplessness.

Lou Bancheng narrowed his eyes, a hint of helplessness flashed across his small eyes, his shoulders slumped slightly, as if his energy had been drained away, he sighed softly, and replied slowly and softly: "Alas, it's no use talking about this now, we have to look forward and think about what to do in the future.

Li Yue told me that we have to leave here.

But if he doesn't leave, what will Xiao'e do? This is really a headache."

Lou Bancheng scratched his head as he spoke.

After hearing this, Tan frowned slightly, her eyes full of thought. She stood there quietly for a moment, and then she said softly, "Well, I think, after we solve the matter of Xu Damao, we can find Li Yue to talk and ask him what his plan is.

At present, the most important thing is to deal with Xu Damao and Xiao'e's affairs first, and other things can be dealt with later."

After listening to Tan's words, Lou Bancheng nodded heavily, with a hint of determination in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind, and said loudly: "Well, you are right.

Oh, it’s getting late, we should take a rest.”

Tan responded, “Well, it’s time to rest.

Let's go upstairs and go to bed."

After saying that, Tan's eyes showed fatigue, while Lou Bancheng looked as if he was worried about something. Then the two of them slowly stood up and walked towards the stairs one after the other.

(Lou Bancheng walks up the stairs with heavy steps, each step feels like walking on cotton, weak and empty, as if he is carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders; Tan lowers her head, as if she is thinking about something, and she mutters to herself from time to time.)

After Xiaogang left Lou Bancheng's house, he came to a large courtyard with a heavy heart and arrived at the door of the young widow's house.

He saw from a distance that the light was still on in the room, and his heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "Xu Damao, could he still be here?"

He stood at the door for a while, feeling as if there were two little people fighting in his heart, and he was hesitant.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and muttered quietly: "Forget it, I will come early tomorrow morning and see if Xu Damao has returned. This way I can find out the situation between him and the young widow."

After saying that, he turned and left.

After he left, Xu Damao was lying comfortably next to the young widow in the room.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes narrowed into slits, and there was a hint of pride in his eyes. He looked at the young widow and said, "How is it, baby, are you comfortable?"

The young widow listened, and a sly look flashed in her eyes, like a little fox. She stretched out her hand, held his arm and rocked it gently, whispering tenderly, "It's OK, but your time is too short, and I haven't found that ultimate feeling yet.

whee. "

(At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was somewhat ambiguous, and the dim light shone on the two of them, as if covering them with a layer of gauze, forming a picture that made people blush and their hearts beat faster.

When Xu Damao heard the young widow's words, the pride on his face froze instantly, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him. His eyes widened with embarrassment.

The young widow became more and more proud, the cunning in her eyes became more obvious, and there was a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

Xu Damao felt uncomfortable after hearing this, and then said, "Okay, I'm a little tired today! Let's take a rest.

I'll make you feel comfortable tomorrow, how about that? "After hearing this, the young widow looked at Xu Damao and said, "Okay, then let's take a rest."

Then, they turned off the lights and went to bed.

Li Yue was lying on the somewhat worn-out bed at this moment. His eyes were originally blurred as if covered by a layer of fog, but now they gradually focused.

He stared blankly at the ceiling. The old newspapers pasted on the ceiling had begun to turn yellow and curl up at the edges, like traces left by time.

His fingers unconsciously stroked lightly on the bed sheet. The bed sheet was also very rough, and it felt a little prickly when rubbing against his fingertips. His heart was like a pot of boiling porridge, with all kinds of thoughts churning in his mind.

He gently uttered the three words "Lou Xiao'e", the sound was as light as a feather falling, but it seemed to seep out quietly from the deepest part of his heart. A trace of attachment flashed in his eyes, and that attachment flowed like a trickle in his eyes, mixed with worry, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

Then, the image of Lou Bancheng appeared in his mind again. He couldn't help but frowned slightly and thought to himself: "Oh, Lou Bancheng should have started investigating Xu Damao by now.

Humph, Xu Damao is in trouble now. "

As he said this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly, with a hint of gloating.

Thinking of this, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and that helplessness was like a gray mist, slowly spreading in his eyes.

He tossed and turned in bed like a fish trapped in shallow water, constantly wondering when the Lou family would go to the port city, and when he would be able to accumulate enough points to get those coveted points.

He lay on the bed, silently chanting Kamui's name. His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, as if he was quietly having a conversation with some little secret in his heart.

At the moment he was silently reciting, the interface seemed to be awakened by a mysterious light and appeared before his eyes like a dream.

His eyes suddenly opened wide, full of surprise, as if two black gems were suddenly lit up, and with a hint of anticipation.

He looked at Ke Meng in the interface. Ke Meng's lively eyes were like a bottomless lake, which seemed to contain endless secrets, and she looked at him quietly.

His gaze stayed on Kamui's face for a long while before slowly moving to the points, which clearly showed 203 points.

He sighed softly, like a breeze blowing across a dying candle; the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his heart was filled with helplessness and anxiety.

He muttered in a low voice: "Damn, when will I be able to accumulate enough points? This is harder than climbing to the sky."

Then, he looked at Kame in the interface, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, like a deer wandering at a crossroads.

He whispered, "Kameng, can you, um, do you have any shortcut to get points? I really want to accumulate enough points quickly."

Ke Meng seemed to be able to read his mind, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes, she looked at him and said softly: "Master, there is no shortcut to gaining points.

Only if the master continues to show himself, let more people know him, and let them have topics to talk about, can he gain other people's emotional points. Master, you have to take it step by step, don't be impatient. "

After hearing what Ke Meng said, Li Yue's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of loss, just like the originally bright stars were suddenly covered by dark clouds.

He hummed helplessly and said softly, "Okay! Ke Meng, I get it. It seems I can only take it slow."

Ke Meng looked at him, her eyes seemed to reveal a hint of understanding, and she asked softly: "Master, do you have anything else to say?"

Li Yue felt a little dazed after hearing what Ke Meng said. He uttered a "uh" as if he was suddenly hit by something. After a while, he slowly shook his head and said, "Ke Meng, I'm fine."

Then Li Yue exited from the interface.

After Li Yue left, he looked at the ceiling and took off his clothes helplessly. His movements were slow and heavy, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. Then he lay down and fell asleep.