Miao Jiangke

Shadow watched the nose and the heart with six eyes, pretending that he was a piece of wood with no desires or desires.

Qiu Yangui heard the words, turned his head uncomfortably, his ears were red, and called out helplessly, "Master..."

It's nothing more than suzerain Qi holding grudges, how can it harm Chi Yu?

"Since the news has already been spread, I will wrong you." Zuo Qingyue's tone was perfunctory with guilt, and then he changed the subject and said with a smile, "Yan Gui won't be unhappy, will he?"

That tone didn't sound like a question.

Having said so much, the assassin had no choice but to bow his head and say, "This subordinate obeys."

Zuo Qingyue nodded in satisfaction, gazed at the assassin's handsome face for a moment, and then slowly retracted.

"Find something for Qi Cheng to do." The young master changed his face very quickly, with a faint smile on his face, and pointed to a few soft couches in the distance, "By the way, clean up the things that are in the way."

"Yes." Ying Liu breathed a sigh of relief, and before leaving, he glanced at the assassin who was standing quietly. He was tall and tall in the black and gold brocade robe, and his appearance was handsome and slightly cold.

A one-in-a-million assassin indeed.

Ying Liu's elm wood head is rare, and the soft couch is the only one in the room that can lie on people. They saw clearly last night that this soft couch was not destroyed by the assassins.

Naturally, Qiu Yangui didn't dare to do this, so it could only be the young master, as for why the young master did this.

Ying Liu didn't dare to think about it, cleared the soft couch out of the room, and couldn't hold back a few more glances at the assassin before leaving.

Qiu Yangui looked at him keenly, Ying Liuyi, who was always cold and heartless, didn't dare to look at him for a while, and hurriedly staggered his eyes, and quickly closed the door.

Qiu Yangui frowned: "?"

Before he could think about it, the young master spoke leisurely.

"Then why would Xiaoyan return to call me?" Zuo Qingyue frowned slightly, if the words he said were not too out of tune, it would really be like that, seeing him smile.

The assassin was numb all over, and immediately said, "Naturally, I want to call the young master. Others think that the subordinate is yours...Naturally, I want to call the young master."

The word "male favorite" in the middle was blurred between his lips and teeth, the assassin felt uncomfortable, Zuo Qing raised his lips, his voice was low and hoarse, "I see."

"Since it's mine, then do it according to my preferences." Zuo Qingyue walked up to the assassin, pinched his chin and looked at him with a smile.

"Little Lord……"

The master got a little closer, Qiu Yangui could even see his long eyelashes clearly, felt extremely uncomfortable for a moment, couldn't help but turned his head and gently broke away from the young master's hand, and took a step back.

Zuo Qingyue was not annoyed, he curled his lips, and naturally withdrew his hand, "It's not bright at all if it's dark."

"There is a set of crescent moon white in the clothes I bought for you, let me see if you change them." The young master ordered casually.

Qiu Yangui sighed in his heart, "...Yes."

Resigned to his fate, he took out his brocade clothes and walked behind the screen. The clothes were not pure crescent white, but were embroidered with light golden bird and goose patterns on the chest, which was exquisite and luxurious.

The assassin paused, and then put on carefully.

But after a while, a handsome man walked out from behind the screen.

Zuo Qingyue narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his lips in an unclear manner.

Different from the black robe, after Qiu Yangui put on the light blue brocade robe, his coldness was softened a lot. Even if he didn't smile, he still had a bit of bookish elegance. He stood like a pine tree, tall and handsome.

There is a straight breath between the eyebrows and eyes, the long eyelashes are slightly drawn, and the good temper is for people to appreciate, waiting for the master to speak.

Looking at it like this, no one would be able to tell that it was an assassin, like a handsome young man.

It's not surprising that the young master of Miao Jiang has taken a fancy to him.

"Not bad." Zuo Qingyue traced the assassin's face with his eyes, smiled lightly, and his voice was deliberately bewitching, "Behave well later."

Qiu Yangui pursed her lips, and accidentally blushed the tips of her ears.

"……Yes."

The twilight was eroded by the thick ink, and the sparse stars looked at the world idly.

The bustle of Hengcheng tonight almost illuminates half of the sky. The streets and alleys are full of all kinds of lanterns tied with red ropes. The slightly drunken lights complement each other, and the windows of every house are lit, like a dream city that will not fall into a deep sleep.

Holding a lantern in his hand and grinning stupidly, the child ran around in the crowd, and suddenly bumped into a wall of flesh, staggered and sat on the ground, subconsciously deflated and about to cry.

"Don't cry." A threatening voice sounded, the child raised his head in a daze, and saw a peerless beauty in his eyes, he forgot to cry for a moment.

Then the big beauty showed a sinister smile at him, and her tone was extremely scary, "If you dare to cry, I will kidnap and sell you."

Child:"……"

The child cried out, turned faster than the rabbit, and shouted, "... wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!

Not far away came the concerned and gentle voices of a couple, accompanied by the crying of a child.

Qiu Yangui: "..."

He tilted his head and looked at the young master who was clearly in a happy mood after bullying the child.

"Why do you look at me like this?" Zuo Qingyue blinked, and sighed a little disappointed, "Yan Gui thinks I shouldn't be like this?"

"It's...cough, I don't have one." Qiu Yangui almost blurted out his subordinates, then cleared his throat to cover up, and said in a low voice helplessly, "He's only five or six years old, why did the young master scare him?"

Zuo Qingyue's eyes flickered slightly, he glanced around casually, and then naturally grabbed Qiu Yangui's wrist, pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and rubbed against his neck, coaxed softly, " Then I listened to the wild goose, so I won’t do it next time.”

The assassin caught off guard and leaned his head on the young master's shoulder, the familiar aroma lingered on the tip of his nose, and the young master deliberately softened his voice from his ear.

The hands under his wide sleeves suddenly clenched into fists, and the tips of his ears turned red.

But fortunately, he still remembered his mission, and the assassin naturally knew what to do now.

Suppressing the strange shame in his heart, he gently pushed the young master away, but still grasped the young master's sleeve with his fingertips weakly, with a hint of refusal and welcome, his handsome face was flushed red, his eyes slightly She raised her eyes to look at the young master, then dodged embarrassingly, and complained in a low voice, "Young master..."

Zuo Qingyue's eyes were slightly deep, and his eyes fell on his fingers grabbing his sleeve robe, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he turned his head and pressed his lips to the side of the assassin's ear, with an ambiguous expression, but a malicious teasing tone, "Very Skilled, Xiaoyangui."

The hoarse voice was incomparably clear, Qiu Yangui's heartbeat suddenly lost balance, his face blushed with real emotion, and his complexion changed, fearing that something was wrong, he had no choice but to lower his head, bury his face in the young master's neck, and said in a low voice , "... none of the subordinates."

The assassin heard the young master chuckle twice, and stroked his back gently, with a bit of connivance in his tone.

"Okay, no."