Friendship from all staff to END

The monster soup house has an excellent effect on relieving fatigue, and the sauced beef is also delicious. The fly in the ointment is that the alcohol is too strong. After Yujia woke up in the morning, his mind was full of the pain of hangover. When the servant was dressing him, he could smell the alcohol.

The male mother was shocked that the child actually learned to drink secretly when he grew up.

"Where did you hide the wine? You can have a drink, but you can't drink too much." After searching around, there was no trace of the wine. The waiter only found a half-wet straight coat, which seemed to have been soaked and replaced.

"Did you go swimming last night?"

Kazuta was a little hesitant, because it was still spring, and the temperature was not suitable for going into the water, not to mention that it was not convenient to swim in this kind of straight clothes for sleeping.

Looking at the crumpled pajamas, Yujia's head was instantly affected by a clue, what happened in the brothel last night emerged one by one, and the words of Liangmian Sunuo were still echoing in his ears.

You are mine, don't try to escape, offer your soul...

Yujia knelt directly on the bed, unable to get up for a long time.

Just massaging the cramped leg and donating blood, why did he extend such a fatal speech, help, the child felt even more wrong.

"My lord?" The servant looked at the head of the family who was lying on the bed early in the morning with a puzzled face, and didn't know which god this gift was for. "Come and eat something, and I have to practice dancing today."

Breakfast was steamed cakes soaked in soup, decorated with green vegetables and sliced ​​meat. Limei's cooking skills were still amazing, and the servants confidently handed over the owner's five internal organs temple to the other party's care.

The silver-haired boy put down his chopsticks and said calmly, "Eat."

The fish soup base was bland with alcohol, and Yujia's eyes fell on the sliced ​​meat, and his oversensitive brain instantly recalled the beef he ate last night, the wine he drank, and finally Su Nuo's words.

So, the owner of the house made steamed cakes and vegetables for himself, carefully avoiding sliced ​​meat.

"You dare to picky eaters?" Limei narrowed her rose-red eyes, and her tone was threatening.

"Sorry, I'm dizzy today, and I can't eat." Yujia replied truthfully. This headache was not only caused by hangover, but also caused by excessive blood loss.

Seeing the other party's weakness, Limei tolerantly accepted this little coquettishness, raised his hand to check Yujia's body temperature, and after feeling a little higher, another ice flower condensed in his palm.

"Use this to apply." Limei handed over the product of the operation, and asked as if remembering something, "Yesterday you melted the ice flower I gave you before, is it because of a headache at night?"

Crushing the ice flower is in danger, and the ice flower slowly melts, which means that it was used patiently by the holder. Li Mei can grasp the state of the magic product, so he naturally knows what happened to the flower he gave to Yujia before.

Yujia originally accepted this beautiful handicraft with pleasure, but when Limei mentioned it, he remembered it again. After returning last night, Su Nuo seemed to have not left for a long time. The other party held the ice flower close to him. Unconsciously, he rubbed the ice flower with his forehead, trying to relieve the discomfort.

As a result, the paws stretched out halfway were retracted limply, and the little Patriarch was sluggish: "I don't have a headache, just drink more hot water and it will be fine."

Don't let him think about it any more, the child is going to take Heianjing to catch the express train.

Li Mei withdrew the spell hesitantly, feeling that the little Patriarch was extremely decadent today, as if he had lost his soul.

The dancer came to the Chanyuan home as promised. This time he brought different folding fans. The fan bones range from white sandalwood, fragrant wood to cypress. The weight of fans of different materials varies. A hearty one.

"The dance of the ceremony requires the dancer's movements to be gentle and soothing, and when he waved his sleeves, he fluttered like a butterfly's wings." The dancer spoke earnestly, holding the fan with one hand, and showed Yuga the movements step by step, with the wide sleeves drawn in a beautiful arc, "But, you The movement of swinging the arms was fast and ruthless, especially blunt, like the wings of a crow flapping the water."

The teacher's words made Yujia very ashamed.

The current Yale dance emphasizes graceful and graceful movements, but he has long been accustomed to carrying swords and killing monsters in a hurry, and dancing like a butterfly will only be able to be done in the next life.

Although the boy's understanding is not high, he will still listen to the instructions obediently. The dancer is quite satisfied with this earnestness. In order to cheer up the other party, he encouraged him: "At the ceremony, the nobles and ministers will sit around and watch. If you dance well , They will choose you to be the husband-in-law of the noble daughter in the family, so Master Chanyuan, please dance well."

Patting the boy on the shoulder, the dancer cheered him on with the tone of "who your wife is depends on this festival".

Yujia doesn't care about marrying a wife. He practiced dancing for the progress of the system's tasks. After working hard to meet the requirements of the other party, he waved his limbs as softly as possible, and finally succeeded in twisting himself into a twist.

"too difficult."

During the lunch break, Yujia complained sadly to Limei.

"The mentor made me look like a butterfly, but in the end he commented that I looked like a caterpillar."

For lunch, Mei made porridge, with chopped shepherd's purse and celery floating among the rice grains, which was very light and easy to digest.

"He's right. In other words, like a butterfly without wings, it can only lie on the ground and twist a few times, which has no aesthetic feeling."

Limei can always pinch the pain and strike precisely, making Yujia's words extremely sad.

I am afraid that this task will not be completed.

When Yujia was lost, Limei presented another piece of food, which was cooked meat. The little Patriarch was wondering why the other party prepared another piece after he said he would not eat meat, but when he saw the visitor waiting for Limei, he was very quick He stood up and turned his head to slip away.

"come over."

Su Nuo's cold voice on both sides is a different type of strength from Li Mei.

Where did Yu Jia care about Su Nuo? He just wanted to get on the escape train and stay away from this guy who made him feel wrong, so he rushed to the other end of the curtain, slipped past and disappeared in an instant.

"Master Su Nuo, the eternity of the Zen Academy seems to be very nervous today." Li Mei was puzzled by the abnormality of the little Patriarch, but when she looked at Su Nuo, she realized that the other party had disappeared.

...Master Su Nuo is gone?

Lime was shocked.

If you don't eat food, you feel that the food is not delicious, and you feel that you are useless.

I'm useless?

Rime: No!

Yu Jia intends to go straight to the dormitory, using the excuse of taking a nap to avoid someone temporarily.

As soon as he stepped onto the west middle porch, a person flashed in front of him, the little Patriarch immediately braked, and with his agility, he didn't bump into it. Fortunately, the visitor who came halfway took the initiative to step forward and approach him.

The moment he saw the other party clearly, the little Patriarch took a step back with a dignified expression as if facing a formidable enemy.

He is avoiding me?

The other party's retreat was too obvious, and Su Nuo's heart was clear.

The ghosts and gods did not panic and controlled the back of the opponent's neck with one hand to prevent him from retreating any further. They only asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

The boy didn't answer, but he raised his hands to protect the sides of his neck.

This defensive move undoubtedly displeased Su Nuo on both sides. He stretched out his hand to grab the person over, and forcefully pushed away the little claws protecting his neck. After careful observation, he confirmed that his reversal technique was perfect, leaving no Little scars.

"Isn't he recovering very well?" With a snort, the ghost mocked the other party's fuss, but found that the little Patriarch was still on guard against him. When he leaned over to get closer, the other party leaned back obviously, and turned his face away to avoid looking at him .

After a stalemate for a while, Su Nuo let go of his hand first, and Yu Jia came out immediately, wiping the cold sweat off his forehead guiltily.

It's dangerous, if I look at each other at such a close distance for a while, something will go wrong again.

Touching his ears to make sure he didn't get hot and blushing, Yujia said, "You bit too hard last night, and it's hard to recover from blood loss. Today I'm dizzy and I'm going to take a lunch break."

The little Patriarch clearly refused contact with ghosts and gods, and even if the other party took a step closer, he would be like a rabbit, ready to kick his legs and run away.

"Don't do this again. I'm not in good shape today, and the dancers criticized me."

Hearing these words, Liangmian Su Nuo's face was cloudy and uncertain.

The criticism is obviously that you have no talent, so what does it have to do with me biting you?

Although I really want to go back, this kind of explicit resistance comes from the subconscious behavior of the other party. It is not pretended. After thinking for a while, Su Nuo replied: "You are not good at dancing, so there is no need to take this so important."

Who knows, the other party plausibly said: "It's very important, the teacher said, if I dance well, some ministers will recruit me as my son-in-law."

The lifelong event of the patriarch of the Buddhist monastery depends on this ceremony, isn't that important?

As a result, the face of the ghost and god was completely black.

Is the little kid thinking of getting a wife?

Two-faced Su Nuo was so angry that he almost couldn't catch his breath.

Damn, I'm just standing here talking serious things to you, but you're actually thinking about getting a wife?

Thinking of those noble ladies in the capital who were dressed in twelve singles, all of them had the same personalities as the inner prince who visited that day, Two-faced Su Nuo felt that the air was becoming noisy.

"I have a good rest and I will continue to practice in the afternoon, Su Nuo, go to dinner, I don't have time to chat with you today." After finishing his last words, Yu Jia went to clean up the fan left by the dancer on the floor of the dormitory.

Yujia: Bye bye, Su Nuo, I won’t accompany you on night tours today, 600ml of blood will take a year anyway, let’s make an appointment next year for cooking and so on.

Before he finished thinking, the fierce slashing blows swept over in all directions, Yu Jia only felt the gust of wind blowing past him, and in the next second, the colorful folding fan was cut into countless pieces, scattered all over the floor!

"Two-faced Nuo!!"

The expensive fan turned into waste paper, Yu Jia was almost mad, and almost jumped on him and beat him up violently.

The ghosts and gods who had done their bad deeds stood upright on the spot, with a calm attitude of "you can't help me", and the fans on the ground were cut into perfect squares of equal size by his ingenious magic power.

Su Nuo, who has become more and more precise in mana manipulation, thought proudly: Is there anyone better than me in the world?

The author has something to say: Two-faced Su Nuo: Unpleasant!

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