Ghost animal, wait for the abuse!

Go to the small theater.

[Small theater without responsibility - the so-called hobby of rebellious teenagers? 】Recently, Wan Siqi felt a lot of pressure. After he thought that his younger brother had embarked on the track of studying hard and making progress every day, someone's daily behavior became confusing again.

The following is the incident

Day [-]:

The servant sent a message: "Third Young Master took a rest today, went out at noon, returned to his room at Youshi, and screamed until midnight. No one is allowed to approach, disturb, or intervene."

Wan Siqi wrote back: "Prepare him honey water."

Day [-]:

The servant sent a message: "Third Young Master came back from school today, still screaming like yesterday, and the level of mourning has dropped compared to yesterday."

Wan Siqi wrote back: "Stand still and continue to prepare honey syrup."

Day [-]:

The servant sent a letter: "After returning to the house today, the third young master no longer screamed, but seemed to curse loudly. The third young master's doors and windows were closed tightly, and the content could not be heard clearly."

Wan Siqi wrote back: "Go to Gantang Academy and ask if anyone has trouble with the third young master."

Day [-]:

The servant sent a message: "The little one has already gone to Gantang Academy to ask. The third young master has always been alone. Except for the library guard, no one has interacted with him. However, the library guard is over seventy years old and never asks about things. The college should be happy. After the third young master returned to the house today, he sighed a lot, and it was very sad to hear it."

Wan Siqi wrote back: "Look for an opportunity to insinuate and ask the third young master. If there is someone who needs help."

Day [-]:

The servant sent a message: "Third Young Master still does not allow anyone to intervene with him. Today in the room, there is no screaming, cursing, or mourning. However, it seems to be sighing, and the sound is very strange."

Wan Siqi wrote back: "Tomorrow, if you pretend to break in unintentionally, you will definitely find out what the third young master is doing."

Sixth day:

The servant sent a letter: "Today, the youngest Yu Sanshao broke into the room when Sanshao was learning how the cock crowed. Sanshao replied that he was singing."

Wan Siqi: "..."

For a long time, for a long time, for a long time.

Wan Siqi wrote back: "Tell him, it's good to have hobbies, but you need to be measured. You can consider changing other hobbies."

Seventh day:

The servant sent a message: "Today, San Shaoyu sighed and sighed in the room, looking very distressed."

Wan Siqi wrote back: "Tell him, he sings really well, remember to prepare honey water for him."

As a coaxing parent with no conscience, Wan Siqi still said that he was under a lot of pressure.

Seeing the powerful effect of homework in eliminating spells, Huo Gai naturally paid more and more attention to it, so he diligently pondered it as soon as he got home.

After six nights of tireless struggle, Huo Gai finally succumbed to the blatant "Master, what are you singing about?" in the eyes of his servants, and gave up picking out a song from his pitifully small inventory. Come and meet people to try.

I can't sing, and I can't play musical instruments, so what should I do?

After completely rolling the bed into a doghouse, Huo Gai finally came to his senses, his thinking was completely turned into a dead end by Dongfang Weiming's previous behavior, and he took it for granted that ear awareness = music.But ear consciousness is essentially auditory experience, and it does not necessarily require music.

In fact, Wan Renlun's voice is very good. As long as he doesn't deliberately control it, he will be like a living inflatable doll. Breathing is like panting, sighing is like moaning, and speaking is like calling for a bed.

After "The willows are dark and the flowers are bright", Huo Gai soon discovered that "Yetuyi Village" was a deserted scum—the Dongfang Weiming didn't care for inflatable dolls at all, and the whole building was full of inflatable dolls.

So, Huo Gai lay down on the bed again, rolling around in depression, rolling around...

Therefore, on the next holiday, Huo Gai, who took homework seriously, had to face the reality that he could only hand in blank papers.Until he met an uncle who was selling some kind of young creatures on the way to the embroidered quilt pavilion...

A certain cute character in Net King suddenly appeared in Huo Gai's mind, so his stepfather's brain cells started to work vigorously, one, two, three, the idea was completed, the plan was feasible, and the effect was unknown.

Huo Gai bought a small snow-white creature without hesitation, hehe, it doesn't matter if it is black or white, the owner is a good cat if it is cute!

At the same time, Dongfang Weiming was absent-mindedly staying in his room with the window open, looking out from time to time.He didn't even notice when that seductive new favorite entered.

Xinglu took Dongfang Weiming's favorite lychee from a table full of fruits and fine wines, peeled and pitted it, tiptoed to Dongfang Weiming's side, and offered it to his lips: "Master, do you have something on your mind?"

Dongfang Weiming pushed the litchi away, narrowing his eyes: "Who allowed you to come in?"

"Master, you want the red silk tied by Xinglu these few days, and Xinglu came up with a new way of tying it, so I took the liberty to come here and show it to the master." Xinglu said while swaying At the waist, he pulled away the green and black brocade robe that was as thin as a cicada's wings, and gently threw it to the ground.

The red satin wraps around the hips layer by layer, exuding a rich rosy red.The ribbon was not tightly wrapped, and it seemed that it would slowly slip off the white skin at any time, revealing the secret behind it.Pure as snow, enchanting as fire.

This kind of scene is really too sensational, coupled with Xinglu's shy and delicate face, it makes people can't help but be fascinated.

However, Dongfang Weiming had a picky expression of "this pork belly is good, but it's a bit fat." He reprimanded: "Xing Lu, how many times have I told you that you are not allowed to laugh, and when you smile, you are flattering. You want to look down but imply alienation." .Your appearance is really vulgar to the extreme, and only those fat rich businessmen will like it."

Xing Lu clenched her lips a little bit aggrieved, restrained that Ruchun smile, leaving only a pair of affectionate eyes staring at Dongfang Weiming without blinking.

Being able to stand out among the thousands of troops in the Embroidered Quilt Pavilion is also considered a talent, but since Dongfang Weiming got Huo Gai's slogan of "extremely clean and extremely beautiful", his tastes have changed three times a day. Xiao Guan continued to make innovative attempts, and even picked his nose and eyes vertically, turning a rookie in the prime minister's mansion into a newcomer in the prime minister's mansion.

It's not that Xinglu doesn't understand, it's because the world is changing fast.It will take a certain amount of time for the ancient meat selling industry to understand Huo Gai's powerful concepts of abstinence, uniforms, and bondage.

'Why can't I reproduce the amazingness at that time no matter what I do? 'The owner of a certain nightclub who loves a line of work is deeply troubled by technical problems,'Is it wrong? "Thinking about it, Dongfang Weiming's eyes drifted out of the window uncontrollably, and then, his tightly pursed lips raised a gentle arc, 'It's finally here!'

"Get out immediately, and then ask someone to bring the person below to my room. During the time I am with him, no one is allowed to enter my room. I heard clearly, it is anyone." Dongfang Weiming tidied up his clothes carefully , and said coldly to Xinglu.

"Yes, master." Xing Lu glanced out of the window, just in time to see a young man in a Confucian shirt walking into the embroidered quilt pavilion with something in his arms.

The shadow Master was looking for in me turned out to be... you short winter melon?

"You're late." This was Dongfang Weiming's first sentence when he looked at Huo Kaifeng.

A thick-skinned person said perfunctorily without shame: "I must have lost my way in life."

Dongfang Weiming looked at the small ball in someone's arms and asked curiously, "What are you holding?"

"I'll show you something nice." Huo Gai winked mysteriously at Dongfang Weiming, then went straight to the interior of the room, half-kneeled on the blanket, and gently put the things in his arms on the ground.

Dongfang Weiming followed Huo Gai and knelt down beside Huo Gai, bowed his head, it was a small, white, fluffy cat...it was a kitten.

Huo Gai used his index finger to gently lift one of the cat's front paws, turned his head and pointed his big shiny eyes at Dongfang Weiming, the eyes of a small animal will kill, activate!

"Come on, say hello to Brother Dongfang, meow~"

Dongfang Weiming's eyes suddenly changed

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From "Why did you bring the cat here" to "Why are you so naive".

'Hey, isn't this response too weak? Huo Gai, who has been invincible since using this trick, looked at someone who was indifferent, and immediately felt that his cuteness skills were seriously despised.

'I even came out with the cute first modal particle "喵～". Uncle, even if you don’t spout two tubes of nosebleeds, you should at least blush, heartbeat, cover your nose and tremble, right? '

So Huo Gai unbelievingly decided to try again!

Huo Gai put the fluffy cat on top of his head, and the kitten's paws fell softly from the corner of his forehead, as if he was wearing a snow-white fluffy hat.Up and down, two cats, one big and one small, winked cutely at Dongfang Weiming Fan.

"You're cute, meow?" Zhengtai's soft voice reveals the smell of felines rolling and groping, as glutinous as a rice cake dipped in sugar.

Sure enough, sincerity is as good as gold and stone.Dongfang Weiming looked at Huo Gai in a daze for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but stretched out his trembling hand towards Huo Gai's little head, and then...

He put the back of his hand on Huo Gai's forehead.

Dongfang Weiming looked puzzled: "Isn't it burning? Why is the nasal sound so heavy?"

What the hell!Huo Gai scratched the cat in grief and indignation, Dongfang Weiming, you primitive person who can't understand cute things, ouch!

Facts have proved that small animals with a flower heart are doomed to be condemned by God if they act coquettishly and act cute everywhere behind their owners' backs.Empiricism is wrong, even the protagonist will be struck by lightning if he keeps trying to fool the audience with the same trick.

The cat opened its mouth, yawned a little, and then patted Huo Kai's drooping head with the pink pad of his palm soothingly.

Huo Gai silently took the cat off its head, put it back on the blanket, and continued to squat down and draw circles in depression.

"Could it be... just now you were demonstrating the way of ear knowledge." Dongfang Weiming was still smart, but Huo Gai's expression was even more gloomy.

"Actually, this cat is quite well-behaved." Dongfang Weiming carefully smoothed Huo Gai's hair.

Huo Gai ignored him.

Dongfang Weiming could only stretch out a finger casually, pointing at the pink nose of the cat to tease the cat.

"Aww." The kitten grabbed its fingers in one bite, biting, biting, biting.

Dongfang Weiming stared at the biting cat, speechless...

Huo Gai clenched his fist secretly, well done!

Dongfang Weiming pulled out his finger and poked the kitten to the ground with one finger.Hold down the belly, rub, rub, rub, revenge...

Huo Gai glared, Dongfang Weiming, you bastard who has no love for small animals!

Meeting Huo Gai's furious gaze, Dongfang Weiming withdrew the devil's hand in a dazed manner, and said solemnly like a teacher, "The way of ear knowledge uses sound as a medium. What do you think is the point of meowing like a cat? Although you are young, you have always valued etiquette, and you have a refined style. Even if you expose your youthful heart, you should not be so disrespectful, just like a child. I just feel that you are very different from the usual, so strange. Let alone talk about love and the like .”

Huo Gai turned his head with hatred, I don't care about you primitive man, those who laugh at cute things will cry for cute things one day!