Chapter Twenty-Four: The Living Ancestor Zhu Se is in trouble again

Vermilion listened for a while to the corner next to Fan.

Who knew that he only had "increased his salary" and "quit" over and over again, or he complained that Zhou Yan was not good to him, and these nonsense words. But to be honest, Zhu Se didn't think Zhou Yanruo was so bad to him.

She covered her mouth and yawned.

The person next to Fan was even more boring than his dress.

She tilted her head, blinked, and clapped her hands and ran out of the nanny car.

It's so boring here, she wants to go to Zhou Yanruo to play.

Although she entered the house without the permission of her master, she could talk to Zhou Yanruo outside.

Vermilion thought well.

She followed Zhou Yanruo's taste and looked for it.

Jiang Siyan came back at this time, and was just seen by Zhu Se, who was found.

"Huh?"

Zhu Se smelled her and immediately determined that it was the owner of the house.

What did my mother say?

Zhu Se touched his chin and recalled in his heart: Can't enter their lair without the permission of their master?

Then it doesn't matter if she goes in after her master!

Zhu Se seemed to have found a solution to the problem, she clapped her hands excitedly, and fell tightly behind Jiang Siyan to follow up.

Who knew that there was a gossip mirror hanging on the door of the house.

Although Zhu Se was not an evil demon who had sucked the blood of a living person, and would not be injured by it, the aura that lingered on it still made her very uncomfortable.

She subconsciously stood still, about to spit out the True Yuan Fire to burn it clean.

But after thinking about it: this is not her territory, nor is it Zhou Yanruo's territory, she can't do it!

Zhu Se glanced at the gossip mirror indignantly.

"You're in luck!"

She muttered and followed Jiang Siyan into the house.

An elderly woman approached with a towel in her hand.

"You're back. ”

Jiang Siyan nodded tiredly and took the towel from her hand to wipe her hands.

"What about him?"

"Mr. Xiao Zhou is waiting in the room. ”

Aunt Liu looked at her with concern: "Have you been drinking again tonight? It's not good for your health, I'll make something to pad your stomach." ”

"No, I ate on the way. ”

Jiang Siyan waved her hand: "You should rest early." ”

Seeing this, Aunt Liu stopped talking and wiped her hand on her apron.

"I'll warm the porridge for you, if you want to eat it later, you can serve it yourself. ”

Jiang Siyan nodded and handed the towel back to her.

"There you go. ”

She went up the second floor.

Zhu Se looked at Aunt Liu who was leaving, she shook her head and shook her head, as if she was sighing.

"What is there to sigh about?"

Zhu Se scratched his head for some reason, and saw that Jiang Siyan had already walked upstairs, so he hurriedly followed.

Zhou Yanruo was in the second room on the left hand side of the stairs.

Hearing the familiar sound of footsteps, he hurriedly walked over and opened the door.

"Sister Yan!huh?!"

Zhu Se hugged Jiang Siyan's neck and beckoned to him: "I'm here!"

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Siyan glanced at Zhou Yanruo inexplicably, pushed him away and walked into the room.

It seems like I've really drunk a little too much today.

She pressed her heavy neck. It was cold there, as if a cold wind was blowing.

It's also a bit heavy on the waist.

"I followed the master in!"

Zhu Se happily said to Zhou Yanruo, hugging Jiang Siyan's neck and not letting go.

“......”

Zhou Yanruo's face was distorted.

Jiang Siyan was there, and he couldn't go over and pull Zhu Se off her.

"What's your expression?"

Jiang Siyan took the pajamas, turned around and saw Zhou Yanruo looking at him with a very complicated face, and his mood was suddenly unhappy.

"If you don't want to come, no one will force you!"

"I didn't ......"

"Reflect on yourself here! Wait for me to come back and give me a satisfactory explanation!"

She put down the sentence with a calm face, and then left to take a shower in the bathroom.

Seeing that she was leaving again, Zhu Se hurriedly let go and got off her back.

"What are you looking at me like that?"

Zhou Yanruo pulled her over, stretched out his hand to close the door, and the whole set of actions was completed in one go.

"Huh?"

Vermilion looked at him inexplicably.

"Ancestor, you are really my ancestor!"