stop!This is your junior brother!

"Shu Luo, do you want to find your father?"

As soon as this remark came out, Luo Shu almost choked on the dim sum.

I haven't swung my hoe very much these days, why did the corner of the wall fall by itself?Could it be that his passionate performance a few days ago just hit Huaying's G-spot?

Luo Shu couldn't understand it, but he was still very happy to face the thing that fell in the corner.

Five or six-year-old children still can't hide their feelings, Shu Luo raised his head, his eyes were full of longing, although he didn't speak, but his eyes were worth a thousand words.

Looking at him with those beautiful eyes, the child seemed to think of something suddenly, the long eyelashes drooped suddenly, Shu Luo hesitated and lowered his head.

Huaying's fingertips trembled, and she tentatively put her hand on Shuluo's head. Seeing that Shuluo didn't dodge, she rubbed it soothingly. madness.

"Shuluo, do you want to go home?"

At this moment, the young man's voice reminded Luo Shu of the owner of the pavilion, and that man's voice was also like this, like a mermaid chanting to the moon above the sea, every word was a silent temptation to the fisherman.The difference is that there are countless fisherman's dead bones piled up in front of that person, but in front of Huaying is a flower field nourished by her own flesh and blood.

"If you want to see your father, I will take you back."

Huaying's voice was clear and shallow, and the inexplicable emotion in her eyes almost burst out of her sockets.

The sincerity of the heart is not fake.

This is strange, they can be regarded as nodding acquaintances, what is the reason why he is willing to take such a big risk to send him out?You know, he is the "top card" on Liufengyan's face, if he ran out, everyone in the Nanfeng Pavilion might be able to take the skin of the "nosy" person alive.

Could it be that the other party was overwhelmed by his stalwart figure?Or was the play he acted in just right for him?

But no matter what, Luo Shu can't go out.

Luo Shu really wanted to poach the corner of the wall, but the corner fell in the wrong direction. He wanted to turn the Nanfeng Pavilion upside down instead of sneaking out.If he really sneaked out, there would be many more variables in Liufengyan, and Huaying and Bajiu would also be found out.At that time, if I don't kill Boren, Boren will die because of me.

Besides, Luo Shu didn't believe that the owner of the museum would be completely ignorant of Huaying's little tricks in private.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Huaying's ability, but that he believes too much in the ability of the museum owner.

There is no room for error in his plan, and every variable may be irreversible.

In the end, the flower shadow left his room, and Luo Shu had no plans to add more color to the "Huang Daxian"'s strange kitchen talk. He stuffed the last piece of snack into his mouth, patted the residue on his hands, and was about to put The plate was placed on the table, but suddenly froze.

During the day, Huaqing and Liuba’s aura is high and low, Huaying’s inexplicable "transfer" strange performance, halfway through the museum owner’s whimsical inspection, Huaying’s face was flushed from intense exercise just now when he came ... Everything was connected in Luo Shu's mind.

***

"Master, Huaying brought some snacks into Shuluo's room tonight, other than that Huaying has not changed." A Mo lowered his head to report the situation to the owner.

"No change?" The curator repeated these four words playfully, with a slightly raised ending sound, as if a little surprised.

"Today is a rare 'shift vacancy'. Why is there no change?" He asked and answered with himself, "Maybe I misunderstood the little guy Huaying, maybe the little love he wanted to take out was ungrateful, maybe It's that little love...has seen through my actions?"

Thinking of this, the curator shook his head again.He has confidence in his own arrangement, even if Gu Yu is really so smart, it is impossible for him to see through tonight's arrangement.Because from beginning to end, he did not intervene.

But no matter what, it is a fact that there is no change today.

Thinking of this, the owner of the museum was somewhat lacklustre, waved his hand lazily, and ordered: "In this case, put away all the arrangements."

A Mo answered in a low voice, and in an instant a black shadow merged into the night.

After a few breaths, the black like a bird perched on the roof of the tree moved slightly, and the black that was dormant behind the window and behind the door disappeared into the darkness again.

……

The two days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the day of the Liufeng Banquet.The Liufeng Banquet was at night, but Luo Shu and the three of them were tossed up from early in the morning, which made Luo Shu, who was deprived of sleep, very irritable.

It's nothing more than bathing with incense, left and right are done every day, but if someone smears his face, it really makes people collapse.Fortunately, Luo Shu is young and has good skin, so there is no need to smear some white powder with unknown ingredients on his face.But even so, when those egg whites, honey, cucumbers and other things were pasted on his face, the rough old man could only think of the action of pasting the wall, and it was very aggrieved to be pressed left and right on his face.The person who brushed his face especially liked his tender little face, pinched it to the left and rubbed it to the right, and he was in a great mood. Luo Shu felt that a song was very suitable for the other party's current mood.

I am a painter with strong painting skills~

After brushing the left face and the right face, the brush is flying and busy~

Luo Shu was smeared and lifeless, his whole body was wronged, exuding the decadence of "early death and early rebirth".Yue Lian over there was also heartbroken at the fact that these things that should have entered the stomach were actually smeared on the face, feeling the precious honey being smeared on the face, Yue Lian's cold little face exuded a ferocious aura, let him The smeared young man inexplicably thought of the teacher in the school, and couldn't help shaking his body—the feeling of being patted by the thick wooden board with his fingers was probably the same as the feeling of being stared at by Yue Lian.

Different from Luo Shu and Yue Lian, Long Yu accepted this thing well, except for his awkward expression, everything went smoothly, so he was the one who finished the project the fastest.Seeing Luo Shu's surprised expression, Long Yu forcibly made an "unexplainable" expression against the egg white on his face. Luo Shu immediately understood that it was probably done by watching the family members at home before.

However, it was Long Yu who got used to it, not Luo Shu.Therefore, Luo Shu was still like a lying salted fish, exuding the message of "excessive salinity" all over his body, until the door of the room was pushed open, and a voice with a smile came in.

"What's the matter, the three little guys are so spiritless?"

Museum owner?What is he doing here?

Because the egg white on his face was still dry, Luo Shu still kept lying on his back, unable to see what was going on in the room, but he clearly felt that the room became much quieter after the greetings.This feeling is not pure silence, but rather like the dead silence when facing a tyrant during a pilgrimage.

tyrant?

Gradually there were other voices in the room. It was obvious that several people were reporting the situation of the three of them to the owner. Luo Shu saw that he would not be able to talk about him for a while, so he reluctantly turned his head and gave Long Yu who was pinched in the face. With a sympathetic look in his eyes, he then thought about the flash of his mind just now.

tyrant.

Luo Shu savored this word carefully, but he had never used this word on the owner of the museum before.It's probably because although the owner of the pavilion looks very imposing, and everyone is afraid of him, he has never used any means in front of Luo Shu, and his blood is not strong.Blood doesn't just exist if you don't get blood on your hands. A tyrant who often regards human life as worthless but doesn't have a drop of blood on his hands is more bloody than a prisoner who accidentally killed someone in a dungeon.

So what did the owner do?

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming towards him, Luo Shu quickly calmed down, and continued to clearly feel the strange feeling that every pore on his face was being shrunk.

"Yueqin, let me come. If you go on like this, when will it be wiped off?" The owner's voice had a hint of doting helplessness, just like what he showed, every word, every frown and every smile affection.

"Hey? The owner... okay." The handsome face in front of him moved away, and Luo Shu could imagine that the other party pouted at the owner reluctantly, because he rubbed Luo Shu's face When going there, every time Luo Shu showed reluctance, he had this expression, which made people feel that he was being bullied for no reason.

However, even though his body was full of blood, his face was still pure and innocent. Luo Shu couldn't help but sigh that the film king is among the people.

When the sound of the Yueqin fell, the figure of the owner appeared in front of Luo Shu. Luo Shu obediently called "the owner", and then remained silent, looking at the owner with the timidity and curiosity of seeing a stranger.

The curator looked at him with a smile on his face, his slender and fair fingers were dipped in transparent egg white, his expression was full of ambiguity.

Luo Shu, who had been taught by Teacher Cang, almost blushed and spurned himself in his heart.

Luo Shu: Those who are really silver see silver, and those who are dirty see dirty...

However, Luo Shu, who was secretly reflecting on himself, did not misunderstand the owner of the museum. That person was obviously intentional. On his cheek, seeing the sunken part on his face, he smiled meaningfully, making Luo Shu almost think that he was not touching his face, but his buttocks.

Although he understood what this was about, Luo Shu, who had been straight for many years, uttered a curse belatedly after half of his face was touched.

Damn, being molested.

***

[-] didn't know his host positioning system, why the small blue cursor suddenly turned green, but he could vaguely feel the host's unhappiness about to overflow.

Get the right way into Nanfeng Hall quickly.

[-] struggled expressionlessly among a group of young men who crowded up.