[System + Lu Xiaofeng] Meow's repayment

Reminded by Hua Manlou's actions, Layman Gu Song and Taoist Mu didn't bother to sing and joke with Lu Xiaofeng again, but hastily picked up their chopsticks.

These two old people are not ordinary people, even a dish can be seen to be extraordinary.

What's even more rare is that while maintaining their demeanor, the two of them struck at a really fast speed. In the blink of an eye, the remaining plates on the table became empty.

Su Mier looked down at his bowl filled by Huamanlou, and then at the empty plates on the table, he couldn't help being stunned.

If it weren't for Huamanlou just now, I'm afraid he would have made this trip in vain today, and he wouldn't even be able to eat a bite of food.

It was true that Hua Manlou was the first to react and start picking up vegetables, but even though he didn't miss any of the dishes, all those dishes went into Su Mier's bowl, and his own bowl is still empty now. of.

Seeing that the entire table of vegetarian food was gone, Hua Manlou hadn't even had a bite yet.

Just like Huamanlou wanted Su Mier to eat more, Su Mier was naturally reluctant to let Huamanlou go hungry.

So, as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, he kept putting the vegetables in his bowl into Huamanlou's bowl.

At first, the playboy smiled and didn't stop him, but after a while he found that Su Mier didn't intend to stop, so he couldn't help but tap the back of his hand lightly with his chopsticks.

"Enough, let's eat."

Looking at the bowls of the two, Su Mier found that there were almost as many dishes in it, so he withdrew his hand and happily enjoyed the food in the bowl.

Although it was only a vegetarian dish, Master Bitter Gourd's craftsmanship was really extraordinary. Those few dishes were so delicious that Su Mier almost swallowed his tongue.

It really deserves to be specially recommended by Huamanlou.

Su Mier swallowed the last piece of potsticker tofu, and just as he was licking his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, Hua Manlou had already picked up another piece and put it into his bowl.

He looked at the bowl in front of him in surprise and emotion, and couldn't help but secretly hooked Hua Manlou's fingers under the table.

Sure enough, Hua Manlou knew him best.

Su Mier, who was eating very happily, tilted his head and looked at Hua Manlou's side face, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and even his fair face had two rounds of soft blush.

Lu Xiaofeng was concentrating on filling his stomach, but the corner of his eye inadvertently glanced under the table.

The image of those two people's interlocking fingers suddenly caught his eyes, and almost made Lu Xiaofeng swallow the vegetarian ham that had just been stuffed into his mouth.

This is the rhythm of being blind.

With a good mentality of not being seen, Lu Xiaofeng cleared his throat, buried his head and continued to eat bitterly.

Originally, Hua Manlou thought that the vegetarian dishes that Su Mier brought back to him seemed more delicious than before, but the taste of Lu Xiaofeng who was sitting on the other side of him was really not flattering.

It affects appetite too much.

"Lu Xiaofeng." Hua Manlou frowned helplessly, and couldn't help but said, "Why do you smell like a dog just fished out of the mud today?"

And hearing Hua Manlou's merciless ridicule towards Lu Xiaofeng, Su Mier immediately smiled shamelessly.

One must know that every time he saw Lu Xiaofeng in the past, Lu Xiaofeng was well-dressed and his mustache was neatly groomed. When was he ever in such a mess?

If Su Mier knew Lu Xiaofeng better, he should know that Lu Xiaofeng's embarrassment is not so rare, it is more accurate to say that it is a common occurrence.

Because Lu Xiaofeng always likes to cause trouble, even when he rarely wants to relax, trouble will come to him.

It's a pity that Su Mier didn't know that well.

So while finding it interesting, he was naturally curious about how Lu Xiaofeng managed to make himself look like this.

"I haven't showered for more than ten days." Lu Xiaofeng said inarticulately as he poured the vegetables in the bowl into his mouth.

In fact, Lu Xiaofeng is also very tragic.

He made an agreement with Sikong Zhaixing to turn somersaults. If Sikong Zhaixing wins, he will kowtow to him and call him uncle when he meets him. If he loses, he has to dig 680 earthworms for Sikong Zhaixing within ten days. Tumble, an earthworm.

Last time when they were somersaulting, Lu Xiaofeng beat Sikong Zhaixing fiercely, so he naturally thought that this time it was also a sure thing.

In the end, he didn't expect that bastard Sikong Zhaixing to train hard for a long time, and turned 680 somersaults all at once.

Because he lost to Sikong Zhaixing, he had no choice but to accept the bet and went to the mud to dig out a total of 680 earthworms for Sikong Zhaixing.

Recalling his own tragic experience, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help wiping away bitter tears.

However, as soon as he raised his head, he was surprised by Su Mier's appearance, and even the complaint that was about to blurt out turned into surprise: "What's the matter with your hair?"

During this period of time, although Su Mier was occasionally bullied to the point of tearing up on the bed—but this was just to deepen the relationship, and it was not really bullying—as for other times, she was completely spent. The young master treats him like a treasure with care, pampering and pampering him.

Stretch out your hand when you come to clothes, open your mouth when you come to eat, it's a rhythm that you can't wait to be spoiled.

Under such careful care, even though Su Mier's hair was still snow-white, it was not as dull and haggard as before.

The silk-like soft silver happened on Su Mier's head, not only did not look desolate and haggard like an octogenarian, but on the contrary, it fit perfectly with that exotic face.

Therefore, even if the color is completely different from that of ordinary Central Plains people, people who see it for the first time will not be too surprised.

It's just that for an acquaintance like Lu Xiaofeng, at first glance, he still feels that the frost and snow on his head is a bit glaring.

Lu Xiaofeng still remembered the last time he saw Su Mier, that Persian youth's curly hair was still shimmering light golden, it's been a long time since we last saw each other, why is it all white?

It's not like Lu Xiaofeng has never heard of things like white hair overnight, but it's also...

As soon as he heard Lu Xiaofeng mention his hair, Su Mier immediately felt that Hua Manlou's hand that was holding him under the table trembled, and turned to caress the ends of his drooping hair.

Seeing her hair tangling around Huamanlou's slender fingers, Su Mier curled up her mouth and said with a smile, "It's nothing, isn't it pretty?"

Lu Xiaofeng was not a fool either, as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the expressions of those two people had changed.

In particular, a lot of self-blame and heartache flashed across Hua Manlou's face.

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Lu Xiaofeng was quite annoyed, he nodded in agreement twice, "It's pretty good", then he didn't pursue the question further, but tried to divert the topic from here.

Just when he was about to say something, Master Bitter Gourd suddenly said, "Do you know who is the most famous person in the world?"

"The most famous person?" Taoist Mu said with a smile, "Isn't that far away in the sky and right in front of us?"

Of course he was talking about Lu Xiaofeng.

The four-browed Lu Xiaofeng's reputation in the Jianghu is not small, and he is also known for being troublesome, no matter what time, he is always in the limelight.

It's a pity that Taoist Mu guessed wrong this time.

The crowd mentioned a few more names, but their guesses were all denied by Master Bitter Gourd, "Not only do you not know this person, but I'm afraid you haven't even heard of him."

"What kind of person is that?" Lu Xiaofeng was a little curious.

"He is a man who can embroider." Master Kugua sighed, "And he can not only embroider, but also blind people."

Lu Xiaofeng was startled, and vaguely understood the meaning of what Master Kugua said.

Sure enough, Master Bitter Gourd said immediately afterward: "Just use the embroidery needles in his hand, two needles each, and in the recent period, seventy or eighty blind men have been embroidered, and among them, at least four or five are blind men." One you know."

Chang Mantian, Hua Yifan, Jiang Chongwei...

To be honest, Su Mier has never heard of any of these names, just by looking at the expressions of these people present, he can tell that these are not unknown people.

What's more, although he has never cared much about the affairs of the Jianghu, he also understands very well that he can single-handedly commit 80 or 9 major cases one after another in a short period of one month-including the ten who stole the palace. Pearls of Dendrobium, [-] volumes of priceless calligraphy and paintings collected by Huayuxuan, [-] taels of silver darts from Zhenyuan, a batch of red goods from Zhendongbao, [-] taels of gold leaves from Jinsha River-it will never be simple people.

But these things have nothing to do with him.

Listening to everyone discussing the "Embroidery Bandit" who used embroidery needles as weapons, Su Mier propped his face a little bored, but turned his head to find that Hua Manlou was slightly sullen, with an inexplicable expression.

He almost immediately understood the reason why Hua Manlou showed such an expression - not because the embroidered thief stole a lot of property, but because he also blinded many people while stealing property.

Hua Manlou's eyes were blind like this back then, and he knew very well how painful it was.

And now, the same pain has befallen other people, how can he not be angry with empathy?

Seeing that Hua Manlou was in a bad mood, Su Mier also pursed his lips in some discomfort.

He also had times when he couldn't see.

Even if it was only a short ten days or so, it still made him suffer a lot, and because of this, he could understand Huamanlou's feelings even more, and wanted Huamanlou to see the world even more .

He has sent the prescription from Wan Hua to Uncle Hua, hoping...

Su Mier lowered his head, and secretly prayed to Mingzun in his heart: I hope it can, no, it must be useful...