One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

"Cumin is good, I like eating cumin the most."

The aunt and niece covered the topic with a few words that were perfectly coordinated with each other. Huque, who was standing still, opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the original words honestly.

Ms. Gu walked into the kitchen, and Yan Lu followed immediately.

"That, auntie..."

Yan Lu, who was squatting beside Gu Wulian, scratched his head, "Is there something wrong with Huque's concept?"

From Huque's indifferent attitude in "serving the bedroom", we can see some signs. Although this girl seems to have a strong frontal combat power, the source of this combat power... seems to be because she doesn't seem to understand anything. .

"……I do not know either."

Ms. Gu had a headache: "But she should, she shouldn't know everything, on the contrary, she should be very clear. After all...cough, anyway, don't mention this, I will have a good talk with Huque in the future."

After saying this, she also squinted at Yan Lu who was pulling the cooking table, and said earnestly: "You also know that there is a problem with that, from now on...be careful in the future, don't think that girls do that kind of thing No harm to the body."

"Hey hey..." Yan Lu smiled shamelessly, "I'm strong and strong."

"What's the matter of being strong?" Ms. Gu was a little displeased, "it's unhealthy to indulge in this kind of thing every day."

The eldest girl rubbed her aunt's white and tender calf: "I don't do this kind of thing every day."

The white-haired Lolita was taken aback and almost jumped off the stool, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing special, so she just said helplessly: "It's good that you know it yourself, anyway, Alu, you are an adult, and aunt can't do it." Restricting you from doing this kind of thing is...you have to count yourself, and..."

She paused and coughed twice: "Don't let my aunt bump into it, it's embarrassing."

Yan Lu responded with a long voice: "I know~"

"Okay, don't bother me in the kitchen, go talk to Tiger Sparrow, she probably knows that she is wrong now, and she will stand with her head down."

Ms. Gu waved her hand and expelled the older girl from the kitchen.

Yan Lu knew what her aunt meant, and after taking the order, she walked out of the kitchen with a very... delicate mood.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw that the white-haired girl did exactly what my aunt said, standing in the middle of the living room with her head down.

Yan Lu was a little helpless but also found it interesting. After sitting on the sofa, he waved to Huque: "Why are you still standing, come and sit."

"..." Huque asked in a low voice after a moment of silence, "Just now, Huque was so disrespectful to Miss."

Yan Lu scratched his head: "I just didn't take it too seriously."

While talking, she untied the plastic bag, took out a pack of dried lemon fruit from it with bright eyes, quickly kicked off the slippers on her feet, skillfully crossed her legs, tore off the package and began to eat.

"even……"

The big girl who was chewing dried lemon shook her head: "I have to thank you."

"...Thank me?" Huque was taken aback.

"I want to know." Miss Yan Lu raised her eyebrows, reached out and patted the empty seat beside her, "Sit down, and I'll tell you."

The white-haired girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Follow Miss's wishes."

She sat beside Yan Lu, with her hands flat on her thighs, looking dignified.

"Here."

Before saying anything, Yan Lu handed over the dried lemon first, "Do you want to eat?"

With yesterday's cake matter, Huque, who seemed to be different from ordinary people in obeying the concept of master and servant, just hesitated for a while, then took out a piece of dried lemon from the packaging bag and put it in his mouth.

"Huh?!"

"Hahahaha-"

Seeing the wrinkled little face and shrunken body, Yan Lu couldn't help laughing loudly: "I didn't expect you to be so sour, Huque, are you so sour?"

"Uh... woo..."

The girl's face was trembling slightly, her jaw was shaking up and down, and a few words were squeezed out between her teeth: "Miss is... teasing the tiger bird?"

"Hmm... yes or no."

Yan Lu rubbed his chin and said with a smirk: "Looking at Huque, you have a wonderful feeling of seeing your aunt being bullied. It's very interesting."

"Bullying... my lord, no!"

"Okay, okay, how could I really bully my aunt, it's because of fun, do you understand the fun?"

"...interest?"

Huque, who was still trembling a little, was taken aback: "Miss and Master... Interested?"

"This..." Yan Lu smiled mysteriously, "How do you understand Huque?"

"Well……"

Huque was thinking while wrinkling his face. After thinking for a long time, he still shook his head.

She couldn't connect the three keywords of aunt, niece and interest.

But thanks to this thought, she finally swallowed the dried lemon in her mouth.

Seeing Huque's relieved expression, Yan Lu smiled and took out another piece of dried lemon: "Do you want to eat another slice?"

The white-haired girl shook her head vigorously.

"It's really delicious, and it won't be so sour after the first slice."

Yan Lu held a slice of lemon and dangled it on the tip of the tiger's nose, incitingly said: "Your lady is not lying to you."

"... Really, really?"

"It's more real than pearls!" Yan Lu said sincerely.

The sour stacking impact was indeed unforgettable for Tiffin. She hesitated for a while, and finally took the slice of dried lemon, closed her eyes and threw it into her mouth.

"!!"

The girl's face was wrinkled into a ball again, but it didn't take long for it to relax slowly, and the opened eyes were also full of surprises.

She chewed the dried lemon in small sips, with a large amount of aroma secreted in her mouth, and her expression became more and more satisfied.

"I told you not to lie to you." Yan Lu touched Huque's head with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

"It's really... lingering." Huque looked at Yan Lu happily, and didn't have any intention of resisting Yan Lu's gesture of touching his head. He just said happily, "Thank you, miss."

"Good~"

The girl who was so similar to her aunt listened to her obediently and sensibly, which made Ms. Yan Lu feel strangely refreshed in her heart, and at the same time felt that this little tiger sparrow was really cute.

In fact, there is no need to treat her as a rival in love, you can use Huque as a perfect wingman!

...But Huque obeyed her aunt's advice, and the wingman was fine, but a good friend, or a good sister is completely fine.

She is obedient and cute, much better than Xiao Chuan, a girl who jumps up and down all day without looking like a girl.

"I said titmouse."

The eldest girl approached Huque, her eyes sparkling: "Don't call me Miss, just call me Sister."

"...Sister?" Huque, who took another piece of dried lemon, asked in a daze, "Why do you call Miss a sister?"

"Because it's closer." Yan Lu replied logically.

"..."

Huque seemed a little moved, she didn't seem to have much resistance to identities and titles like relatives.

However, Huque still refused with some difficulty.

"Sorry, Miss, Tigress...can't be called a sister with Miss."

Seeing that she was not unhappy, Yan Lu asked curiously, "Why?"

"because……"

The white-haired girl blushed: "Because the tiger sparrow has already called the lord as a mother... and calling the young lady a sister, wouldn't it be a generational chaos?"

"..."

This time, it was Yan Lu's turn to be stunned.

"you are not."

She couldn't help but move her butt, and pressed against Huque with a sense of oppression: "What did you just say? What's your name, aunt?"

"Mother... Mother."

"Mother?!"

Just when Yan Lu screamed, Gu Wulian just came out of the kitchen with two plates of side dishes.

Yan Lu suddenly got up: "Auntie, why does Huque call you mom!"

"What is your mother?" Ms. Gu was a little speechless, "Speak civilized."

"I did not mean that!"

Yan Lu was a little anxious, Huque was indeed not necessary to be regarded as an enemy in that respect, but at the same time Yan Lu did not want the relationship of "only kinship" to be easily broken.

"I know I know."

Seeing the anxious look of the eldest girl, Gu Wulian couldn't help laughing and said: "Huque is just called me by that outside, and she doesn't really recognize me as her mother. After all, she still needs to be suitable when she goes out. Identity."

"I see……"

Huque seemed to want to say something, but after looking at Gu Wulian and Yan Lu, he didn't say anything.

Looking at the two girls sitting side by side, Gu Wulian smiled happily and said, "Do you get along well?"

"Miss is kind." Huque said first, "Tiger likes Miss."

"Ahahahaha...Tiger sparrow is also very cute, I like it very much too."

Seeing this, Gu Wulian was finally relieved, but at the same time his expression became a little serious.

"Ah Lu, I have something to tell you."

Five minutes later, Yan Lu, who had learned all the brief information, was a little dizzy, but he still looked at Huque immediately.

And at this point, Gu Wulian can also confirm that it is indeed the tiger's problem.

But the point is, this question, where is it?

Huque with dried lemon in his mouth looked at Yan Lu and Gu Wulian in a daze, and after hesitating for a second, he shifted his gaze to Gu Wulian.

"What's the matter, my lord?"

"Hmm... let me think about it first." Gu Wulian murmured.

If the tigerfinch really has the ability to spread a certain wavelength, it is impossible for her not to feel it, unless the tigerfinch has some...mysterious ability that she does not know.

If you insist on explaining that it is this wavelength, Gu Wulian, who used to fight and kill people every day, has long been accustomed to synchronization, so he can't perceive it.

But how can Yan Lu explain why he didn't respond?Although her nightmares are more ruthless, they are still dreams, not really going into battle to kill the enemy.

What is the root of the mystery of the titmouse's nightmare?

Chapter 170 Seven - Ms. Gu's Little Hand!

In order to solve this mystery, Gu Wulian first made Huque into the real body.

When the two stunning arm armors were placed on the coffee table, although they were of different styles, Miss Yan Lu's eyes shone brightly.

For a veteran jerk, the design of Huangtian Huque is simply outrageously avant-garde.

"Auntie, who made the tiger sparrow?"

While asking this question, Yan Lu actually wanted to touch it, but Gu Wulian didn't take the initiative to say it, and she was too embarrassed, so she could only watch helplessly.

After all, she didn't really use the tiger sparrow as a weapon. As soon as she came up, she said "hehehe, auntie, I want to pet the tiger sparrow", um...it's weird.

"Who made it? That's too much... If you want to talk about the final form, it was formed by the joint efforts of several peerless craftsmen. As for the shape..."

Gu Wulian, who knew her eldest daughter very well, smiled and said, "Of course I designed the shape myself."

The white-haired loli put her arms around her chest as she spoke like this, looking quite proud.

Huque, who was laid flat on the coffee table, also said: "The master is very talented, and Huque likes this specific soldier very much."

And Gu Wulian reached out to pick up the sparrow, put it flat on his lap, stroked it gently, and carefully felt the specific condition of the sparrow itself.

The azure gauntlets resting on the soft thighs trembled slightly, making a pleasant cry.