Why does the shark I picked bite people?

Cheng Jiao was scolded suddenly, and when he raised his head, his eyes were still a little dazed.

He blinked his eyes twice, and after trying to understand what Shang Bieyun was scolding, his face turned red, as if bleeding was bleeding: "Ah, no... I didn't watch...that..."

Shang Bieyun had a stern face at first, but when he saw Cheng Jiao hurriedly stammering and explaining, he couldn't put it on any longer, so he chuckled, "I see you're scared, what's the matter?" He tugged at the water-soaked pants that were attached to his body , raised an eyebrow at Cheng Jiao, "Envy?"

Cheng Jiao choked on his own saliva, waved his hands frantically, and desperately explained: "Cough... no, I'm... yes... Mr.'s clothes are stuck to my body, I don't seem to see the end? So I'm curious , I took a second look out of curiosity, just out of curiosity.”

Shang Bieyun was taken aback when he heard the words, and his face turned slightly cold. He walked to the table next to the mirror pool in two steps. There was a tray on it, and there was a neatly folded robe.Shang Bieyun didn't care that the clothes on his body were still wet, he shook off the robe and put it on his body, and when he turned his head to face Cheng Jiao, he had already changed his serious tone: "Before Cong Yin went to bed, I deliberately Come to me and tell me, if you stay, let me do all the cleaning of the garden for you."

Cheng Jiao coughed and panted slightly, tried his best to suppress his breath, lowered his eyebrows and said in a sympathetic way: "Yes."

"I'll give you the laundry starch too."

"Yes."

"Three small meals...Forget it, you must have never been in the kitchen, you can't risk my stomach...the pear tree pruning job is for you."

"Yes."

Shang Bieyun couldn't help but glance at him, Cheng Jiao stood with his head bowed, waiting for him to continue to give orders.

There was silence in the ears for a moment.Cheng Jiao suspected that Shang Bieyun had left quietly, and was about to raise his head when he heard: "Why don't you go to Hui Niang's place?"

Cheng Jiao thought about his tone, and said cautiously: "Even if I am willing to go, sir may not be at ease."

"Yeah. I still can't trust you completely, and it's more reassuring to put you under my nose. I hope you can understand." Shang Bieyun is very frank, but there is still a trace of suspicion when he asks Cheng Jiao, "It's just, you I was raised as a boy of the human race, I know that the human race is very concerned about gender, if you stay with me, there is still a risk of turning into a girl when you grow up, do you really care?"

Cheng Jiao rehearsed his answer several times in his mind, raised his head and said with a smile: "Firstly, I don't have any mermaid characteristics on my body now, and the transformation of scales may not happen to me. Secondly, it is true Changing my gender is not necessarily a bad thing. I don’t know how long the enemy will continue to hunt me down, but simply changing my gender is not the best way to pretend once and for all? After all, life is the most important thing.”

Shang Bieyun looked Cheng Jiao up and down: "It's rare for you, you haven't contracted the problems of the human race, and you are quite thorough."

Cheng Jiao replied with a smile: "You don't care about your race, you come here between life and death, why don't you take it lightly?"

Hearing this, Shang Bieyun gave him a deep look, said nothing more, gathered his clothes, walked towards Cheng Jiao, and walked into the yard.

Cheng Jiao bowed his head respectfully.

When passing by, Shang Bieyun stopped beside Cheng Jiao, and his tone was flat, as if he asked casually: "How did your mother know about me, did you tell me?"

Cheng Jiao bowed his head: "No. The situation was urgent at that time, and my mother didn't explain much, she just told me to come to the beach and wait for a mermaid. I."

"Hmm." Shang Bieyun nodded slightly, raised his left hand, and patted Cheng Jiao's shoulder: "Either your mother recognized the wrong person, or you waited for the wrong person. But now, you are a murderer." The merman of the human race died. If your mother knew that you had such a skill, I wonder if she would regret letting you be picked up by me."

After finishing speaking, he gently pressed Cheng Jiao's shoulder, and walked straight into the yard.

Cheng Jiao stroked his left shoulder with his right hand, on which was still the weight of Shang Bieyun's palm.He stood there silently, not knowing what to think, and returned to his room before the moon sank.

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The next day Shangbieyun was woken up by Cong Yin's voice.

He listened to Cong Yin chattering in the yard and didn't know what he was talking about. He looked very excited, and he was so angry that he got up, and he opened the door and was about to roar.

But it happened to meet Cheng Jiao's eyes.

Cheng Jiao was standing in the yard with a broom in hand, when he heard the door knocking, he looked over and met Shang Bieyun's eyes.He was full of vigor, with bright eyes, and smiled at Shangbieyun: "Mr. is up."

Cong Yin didn't know why he surrounded Cheng Jiao, his little face was flushed, and he looked excited: "Look, sir, the yard is finished sweeping, and the clothes you changed and threw outside the door yesterday have also been washed. The petals are all cleaned up, even the rice! Breakfast is ready! It’s all done by Jiaojiao! I can eat after cleaning up!”

Shang Bieyun understood Cong Yin's excitement, but he was still sleepy and full of evil fire: "What to eat, don't eat!"

The door slammed shut with a bang.

Cheng Jiao's voice was neither soft nor heavy, and he slowly explained to the door: "It's okay, Mr. said several times that he wanted to eat fried fish. I saw fresh live fish in the kitchen, so I tried to make it. I'm not afraid of this dish." It’s cold, sir, just sleep until you’re full and then use it.”

Cong Yin curled his lips, and said to Cheng Jiao with the shape of his mouth, "That's all he has", as if he had already classified Cheng Jiao as one of his own.Cheng Jiao smiled, and the two walked out of the courtyard together.

Before he could go out, the door behind him opened again. Shang Bieyun seemed to have slapped water on his face indiscriminately. Dai: "You took the trouble to do it the day before, so I have to give you some face."

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The fish meat is fresh and well cut with a knife. It is as thin as a piece of jade on the plate. Put a piece in your mouth, it is full of freshness and sweetness, and Shangbieyun squinted his eyes after eating it.

Squinting and suddenly alert, he stared at Cheng Jiao and asked, "I think you look like a pampered person, why would you do this?"

Cheng Jiao drank the porridge in front of him: "My mother also likes this dish. I used to make it myself to make her happy."

Satisfied with the answer, Shang Bieyun didn't ask any more questions, and continued to eat and squint his eyes.

Shang Bieyun's food is picky and refined, but he never eats much.Putting down his chopsticks, Cong Yin's mouth was full, and with a cheer in his throat, he moved the plate in front of him.

In front of Cheng Jiao, Shang Bieyun felt a rare shame, and shook his head resentfully: "The cow chews the peony, the cow chews the peony. Haven't I ever given you a meal? That's all. Are you willing to use it?" I’m already thankful that I can’t catch it with chopsticks, I just hope you’ll be more careful and don’t choke to death.”

Cheng Jiao put the teacup to Cong Yin's hand with a smile: "It's okay, I picked the thorns very carefully."

Cong Yin took time out of her busy schedule, raised her head from the dishes for a second, and glanced at Cheng Jiao, her eyes were full of touch and happiness.

Shang Bieyun didn't get angry, and the close maid was bribed after a meal?I can't afford to lose this person.He picked up a chopstick and knocked on Cong Yin's bowl: "It's so good to eat in the morning, don't waste it, copy the piano score ten times before noon."

Cong Yin swallowed hard, held back for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "Master, don't you want to see me happy?"

Shang Bieyun smiled and bared his teeth: "Isn't it fun to copy the piano score? You still haven't gotten started. Let's do it three more times."

Cheng Jiao heard Ji Chengfeng mention that Shang Bieyun is a popular piano master in recent years, but seeing Shang Bieyun playing tricks on Cong Yin at this moment, it is really hard to imagine his appearance as a calm and breezy expert: "Mr. Are you a qin master? Why did Cong Yin copy the qin score? Does the qin skill need to be learned from general playing?"

Finally someone confided, Cong Yin poured bitterness on Cheng Jiao: "What, you should first ask him if he knows how to play."

Now it was Cheng Jiao's turn to be surprised: "Sir, can't play the piano?"

Shang Bieyun felt a little exposed, and was very impatient: "As soon as I make a piano, can I play it after I make it? Do I have to be able to play it?"

Cheng Jiao chose his words cautiously: "I heard that the techniques and rhythms are similar, so I thought that the masters of Qinqin must be very proficient in the music of the piano."

Shang Bieyun felt that this kid was really annoying: "I think it's too troublesome to memorize this set of piano scores, so I don't want to memorize them. I just need someone who can try the piano for me. I hate this stupid girl. She has been studying for almost a year. And I can't play a set of tunes smoothly."

Cong Yin muttered: "You don't know how to do it yourself, you can't even teach me. You only know how to learn quickly by asking me to copy the piano score."

Cheng Jiao hesitated and said, "If it's just a piano test, maybe... I can try it?"

Cong Yin almost rushed to hug Cheng Jiao, but Shang Bieyun held him back.

Shang Bieyun frowned and asked Cheng Jiao: "Do you know how to play the piano?"

Cheng Jiao nodded: "I have learned it. I'm not good at it, but if it's just a piano test, there should be no problem."

For some reason, Shang Bieyun was silent for a moment: "No need, you have a lot of work in hand, and I am satisfied with the cooking. If you try the piano again, this girl doesn't have to do anything. Let her learn."

Cong Yin twisted her body and wanted to say something, but was stared back by Shang Bieyun.

Cheng Jiao originally wanted to say that since she has a little fluency in piano skills, she can teach Cong Yin a little bit, which is better than copying piano scores by herself.But seeing Shangbieyun glaring at Congyin, the words turned around in his heart, and he swallowed them back, just smiled and said: "Okay." Then he stood up and put away the dishes.

Shang Bieyun looked at Cheng Jiao, and for some reason felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and couldn't help but feel a little awkward.Suddenly blessed to the heart, he said to Cheng Jiao: "By the way, you still have to come with me today, and there is another person you must meet."

"Okay." Cheng Jiao agreed without asking who to see or what to do.

Shang Bieyun felt a little resentful, and added by himself: "It's called Zhan Ming, you should have heard me mention the name. I got my pendant back from him, and since I lost it, I went to ask him for another. Cong Yin also has it. Going this time, I want one for you too."

Cong Yin grabbed a pendant at his waist and shook it at him. It was an apricot pendant commonly used by girls.

Cheng Jiao smiled and said yes.

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A dark hall, with bright beams and pillars in the hall, and a high dome.There was no light or wind in the hall, and it was dead silent, as if there was nothing but darkness.

A ray of light suddenly leaked into the hall, and it was fleeting. It turned out that the door of the hall was opened and then closed immediately.There was a sudden sound of small footsteps, and the person who came was bowed very low, holding a tray high above his head.

Walking all the way to the depths of the main hall, it turned out that at the end of the main hall, there was a gauze screen.

The people who came did not dare to look up.He knelt in front of the gauze curtain and lifted the tray high.

A hand stretched out from behind the veil.That hand was white as if it broke through the darkness of the hall, and slowly stretched out to the tray, pinched something with two fingers, and picked it up.

It was a pendant, with a very ordinary pine black wreath, and a piece of fine white jade, engraved with the pattern of tortoise and crane prolonging the year.

That hand carried the pendant behind the screen, and after a while, a very light laugh came from behind the screen.

When the visitor heard the laughter, although he tried his best to suppress it, he couldn't help trembling slightly.On the tray, there was another dish plate that looked very old and ordinary, and it trembled slightly with the trembling of the visitors.