[Comprehensive martial arts] My little fairy

Wuqing never thought that Wangyou had this kind of thought, "Why do you think so?"

Wangyouyan said in a tone that had discovered other people's little secrets: "You are more relaxed when you are with Hutouer and the others. When you are in the mood, you will mess around with them. I also like to look for them when you are in a bad mood or have troubles." Trouble, bully them. So I think Brother Yu, you should also want to mess around and bully others, but you have been used to doing everything with your brain since you were young. It's about moving your whole body, it's tiring and hard. So, let's go mess around, the kind that doesn't care about anything."

The little girl's eyes were so bright that they seemed to shine into her heart.

Ruthless and rare, I don't know how to speak, want to tell her that I don't want to?But when he asked himself, he really thought about it, but there were too many 'big things', 'big rocks', and 'big trends' weighing on his little thoughts.

Say no to her?Facing such bright eyes, how can I refuse, how can I be willing to refuse.

Seeing that Wuqing didn't open his mouth, Wangyou smiled proudly: "Is it okay to go at night, do bad things, and don't tell my husband, if I really ask him, he will refuse to admit it..." After a pause, "This is a problem, I You can't lie to Mr.

Ruthlessly watching her think of various ways there. "Why don't you just go out and play for a few days after you're done, and hide for a while? No, it seems too guilty. Or make a fake alibi? It won't work either. Mister is used to investigating cases, so he will definitely find out. Forget it, if you are scolded, you will be scolded, we have agreed that both of us will have a share, whether we are scolded or punished together."

Ruthlessly evoked a childish smile: "If you're really found out, just say it's the third child who did it."

Wangyou snickered: "Okay, okay, then let's 'rescue' him now."

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Folk proverb: "Beat the bucket and splash the vegetables, and it will be a good world." Tong Guan has died, making the life of the common people much easier, at least those who have been affixed with the imperial seal and need to be transported to Beijing to be offered to the emperor. "Hua Shi Gang" is no longer urged.And in the past few days, news of ghosts in Cai Jing's mansion spread like wildfire, spreading at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, another story that was quietly spread has attracted more attention from all parties.This is an out-and-out mythical story, about the bet between Ziwei Xingjun in the sky and Wenquxing and Wuquxing...

Mr. Zhuge looked at the three children in front of him with a half-smile, one was really calm, one was pretending to be calm, and the other was pretending not to be calm.I didn't even need to ask, I drank a sip of tea and asked, "There have been a lot of folk rumors recently, what do you think?"

Really calm and ruthless: "There have always been a lot of rumors among the people, and there are a lot of rumors and rumors. After a while, they are suppressed by other things."

Pretending to be calm, Wangyou said, "Well, what Brother Xiaoyu said is true."

Pretending not to be calm, he chased his life: "There is nothing wrong with it. When Cai Jing complained about his illness, it would be good to spread the word to let the common people vent their anger."

Mr. Zhuge sighed, and waved his hands impatiently: "Go, go, stop acting like me, and go find you, Mr. Chu."

The two apprentices of myself, with Wuqing's expected indifferent expressions, are relieved that Zhuiming has finally completed the "task", which is meaningless.It is still more likable that Wangyou tried his best to conceal the joy that people can see clearly.

But Ya Yu also messed around with him, it's really fresh and comforting.He was originally a very precocious child who had a miserable childhood, and once he lost his family, he became disabled himself.With such a drastic change at such an age, even Mr. Zhuge himself accepted him into the entrance wall with the idea of ​​"doing his best and obeying the destiny".Unexpectedly, he has forged his own path, which is even better than most people.

Mr. Zhuge can see how difficult this road is, so he has no objection to the ruthless and almost conniving lenient and disciplined sword boys. At most, he just asks the other three disciples to help and teach them.How much of this is the guilt of not giving him a "childhood", even Mr. Zhuge himself can't tell.

In his spare time, Mr. Zhuge also secretly envied the parents who were pestered by their children to ask for this or that, or had a headache to deal with their children's mess, but he always thought about it and then laughed at himself. Memories cannot be made up.

But I don't know when, the nickname "ruthless" no longer suits him so well, it seems that apart from the murderous coldness, he has finally integrated other emotions and desires, and the whole person is alive.But now, he has even suppressed the desolate temperament that strangers should not enter, and the warmth in his eyes is harmonious, and the depression before is no longer there.

In this regard, Mr. Zhuge used the simplest word in his heart to describe it - "really good".

It's really good, you two just think about each other like this, tolerate and protect each other, pamper and pamper each other, it's really good.

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"Sir, I didn't even ask a single question! Could it be that I've been good at acting lately, so I fooled you?" Wangyou said with a smile on his face.

Zhuiming stretched out his hand to poke her on the head: "I see you have a big head! Tell me yourself, since the first time you entered Uncle Shi's study, how many times have you cast your eyes randomly."

Wangyou felt guilty, but he didn't admit it: "How many times, I just... just glanced at other places. Anyway, the husband didn't suspect it."

Zhui Ming sighed: "The relationship is really different, and the treatment is also different. If it were in the past, the senior brother must have told you to use your brain to avoid rust."

Fried hair!Wangyou poked Zhuiming's shoulder with his finger, and the world became quiet.

"So, Mister didn't believe it, but admitted it?" Wang You asked carefully.

Ruthlessly helped Wangyou tidy up the slightly messy forehead hair that was poked by the chase just now: "Although it was nonsense, what he did was not a bad thing. Uncle Shi is not such a pedantic person, and he will not blame us for these things. .”

Wangyou said embarrassingly: "I'm afraid that Mr. will blame me, blame me for 'leading' you."

Smiling ruthlessly, his eyes were far-reaching: "No, I'm afraid I still want to thank you very much."

Zhui Ming finally caught his breath, heard what they said, and asked with a smile: "If Uncle Shi blames you, you won't 'bring' it anymore?"

Wangyou pursed her lips: "No, if the husband blames me, he will find an opportunity to drag him into the water. The senior sister said, no matter how serious and serious a man is, there is always a child hidden in his heart, who wants to do it but because of various Things that can’t be done under various circumstances. Pulling my husband to be “willful” together, he won’t be able to blame me.”

He didn't mention how many thoughts came up in his heart, anyway, Zhuiming and Wuqing kept their faces indifferent, and changed the topic in their mouths.Zhuiming squeezed his unshaven chin: "Master... Senior brother, how long do you think Di Feijing can last?"

He smiled mercilessly: "It will be soon."

Wangyou was the only one who really didn't have any idea: "Speaking of Senior Sister, why did you mention Di Fei Jing again? 'How long will it last'? Does it mean that he is saving up to read the new storybook?"

Zhui Ming chuckled: "Guess~" This time he was ready to escape, and dodged in time when Wang You poked him.

Wangyou snorted: "Wait until I ask myself."

With a ruthless smile: "Go, maybe if you ask, Miss Li will succeed."

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