Sorry, the sleeve is broken

"Where are you going?" Song Li asked the people around him.

"Go to Beijiekou, I want to get my scabbard." Li Xiu was slightly excited when he mentioned this matter. He waited for several years before his father finally let him use the real sword.

The child's tone made Song Li laugh again, "What kind of sword is it?"

"Ah?" Li Xiu raised his head and looked at the person beside him who was a little taller than him, it was really only a little bit, not half a head taller!

"It's just an ordinary iron sword! My father said that I don't need to know how to use a sword, just play with it." Speaking of this, although his brows are a bit complaining about his father, there is more warmth, the warmth of being cared by relatives .

Song Li lowered his eyes to cover the darkness in his eyes, "Really? Your father is so kind to you."

"Of course, although sometimes he often beats me and scolds me as a little bastard. But he is really nice to me!" After chatting for a while, Li Xiu didn't feel awkward towards Song Li anymore, instead he seemed to have known each other for a long time the same people.

"Hey, by the way, I don't know what your name is?" Li Xiu suddenly stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve and asked, "My name is Li Xiu, Muzi Li, Xiu who cultivates his body and mind."

"Song Li, Song is..." Song Li looked at the tugged sleeves, and said with a faint smile, before he was interrupted by Li Xiu.

"Wooden word Song, never leave and never give up?"

Surprised, many people's first reaction when they heard the word "li" was to say goodbye, and he was the first to say that he would never leave.

"Yes."

"Song Li Song Li...that name is so nice!" Li Xiu said a few times in a low voice, then looked up at him suddenly and smiled.

Feeling warm in his heart, Song Li thought, let the little thing let you relax when the time comes to work.

"Hey, that's not right!" Li Xiu realized something, tilted his head and looked at him defensively, let go of his hand and took a step back, "the only people with the surname Song in the capital are Prime Minister Song's family. Seeing you like this, it can't be The son of the Song family?"

Startled by his sudden change, Song Li frowned and said, "No, Song Li has neither father nor mother."

Li Xiu took a closer look at him and saw that he didn't seem to be lying, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Well, I thought you were old man Song's son, and you wanted to get close to me and get involved with me." Father has one!"

Song Li looked sideways at the dense skin on his shoulder and the sensual hands, but said nothing.

Li Xiu followed his gaze, smiled awkwardly, put down his hands and rubbed his hands together, "Cough, so we can be considered friends!"

"What kind?" Isn't it just a few words, are you considered friends?

Li Xiu cleared his throat, straightened his back and shook his head, "Look, we all know each other's name, right?"

The fairy man nodded, he really understood.

"We have walked so far together and talked for so long, right?"

Is it far?Song Li turned his head to look at Nuanxiangyuan, which was only a street away, but when he saw Li Xiu's staring eyes, he still nodded with amused heart.

So Li Xiu nodded in satisfaction, and concluded, "So, we are friends!"

"Pfft!" I couldn't help but burst into laughter again, his image couldn't be maintained in front of him at all, this little thing is so fun!