Quick wear: male gods only love me

"Dare to speak ill of me behind my back, be careful I'll chop you up and throw it out to feed the dogs!" Nianhua stepped on Fuliu's head and looked at him with disdain.

Fu Liu glared at Nianhua angrily, if Nianhua hadn't been poisoned by someone, would he have lost to Nianhua?

"Sister Nianhua, leave this kind of matter to us."

"Yeah, teaching Fuliu such a trivial matter, how can you do it yourself?"

People around all smiled obsequiously at Nianhua and said compliments.

Nianhua is the one chosen by the wife, who carelessly served her?

As for Fuliu...has been eliminated.

A round pearl hit Nianhuadi's body, Nianhua couldn't stand still, and she fell to the ground.

When everyone looked over, they saw the young leader throwing a few pearls expressionlessly.

The leader withdrew the pearls, but the seemingly tender hands crushed the pearls into fine powder the moment they joined their palms together.

He clapped his hands expressionlessly, dropping pearl dust all over the floor.

"Teach... the leader..." Nianhua saw the dark eyes of the leader, and her heart turned cold.

She was afraid of this boy who was not much older than herself.

The leader walked past the crowd without speaking, and the expression on his face was also incomprehensible.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally dispersed, not daring to make things difficult for Fu Liu again.

Fu Liu didn't leave, he searched and searched on the ground, and picked up the pearl that the leader had thrown on Nianhua.

He rubbed the pearls again and again before he hurriedly went to find the leader.

The teacher was practicing, so he didn't dare to disturb him.

After seeing the leader spit out a mouthful of blood, he wiped his mouth, and continued to practice like a normal person, secretly scolding his wife for being harsh.

He summoned up his courage and said, "Master, stop practicing...your body can't bear it."

The leader looked at Fu Liu with ebony eyes.

Fu Liu stood up straight nervously, regretting that he hadn't changed into a clean set of clothes just now, he was knocked to the ground by Nian Hua, and his clothes were covered in dust.

"If you want to beat opportunists openly and aboveboard, you must be strong enough, otherwise you can only be counted."

"I will work hard!" Fu Liu held the wiped pearl in his palm, "Master, your pearl."

The leader's words were light: "No more, if you want to keep it, you can keep it, if you don't want to keep it, then throw it away."

"Master... I will follow you from now on, okay?"

"up to you."

After Fuliu got the pearl, she treasured it all the time.

If he was injured during the mission, he would keep the bottle of healing medicine given by the leader.

He and the leader passed by a small town where the Peony Festival was held, so he bought the most beautiful one and made the most beautiful one into a dried flower for preservation.

Even if the leader poured him a cup of tea, he couldn't help but want to secretly keep the teacup and put it in his treasure chest.

Later, the leader left.

He didn't even have a chance to stand aside and watch carefully.

When the leader is around, he always circles around the leader, even if he often wipes the things in the treasure chest, he doesn't have so much time to check them one by one.

The leader is gone, so he can only look at these things.

A pearl, a dried flower, a dagger, a jade pendant with missing horns, yellowed paper...

They are the memories of him and the leader, and no one can take them away.

Fu Nanxian couldn't take it away either.

He can recall every detail of getting along with the leader over and over again.

When he was dying, he ordered thousands of times to have the treasure chest buried with him.

The leader is not by his side, so let the memories accompany him to the burial.