Love starter"

Tomorrow is the day of the Great War, and the traditionalists are in a heavy mood. The kitchen aunt put the finished things into the bamboo basket and handed them to the little boy who was still crying.

"Take it, go back quickly, cry cry, cry, what is the boy's husband crying!"

The little mute stood up, he hugged the bamboo basket, and ran out of the kitchen with his head down.

Shen and Liang Qiuqiu naturally followed.

Two people flew in the air, and the little boy ran on the ground by himself. He wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, his little face was dirty, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.

Without any fear, the little boy and the little mute who can only cry in the kitchen are like two people.

Now Liang Qiuqiu is more sure that he will definitely find something if he follows him.

The little boy came to Mu Lao's room.

It was getting late, and Mu Lao was not in the room.

Liang Qiuqiu didn't know whose room it was, anyway, she and Shen followed in and stood behind the little boy.

He opened the door of the dark room with a bamboo basket and opened it easily, and a hint of surprise flashed in Liang Qiuqiu's eyes, sure enough!

Shen frowned slightly, they had been looking for so long without any trace, could it be that they had found it? On the eve of the war, is this a bit too much of a coincidence?

Liang Qiuqiu didn't care so much, she followed the little boy directly into the dark room.

The dark room is not big, I thought it was Mu Lao's room, which was cleaned by a little boy on weekdays, and others didn't dare to approach it at all. The little boy came to a room, and the crystal ball on the table was as bright as a fist, and Liang Qiuqiu could see a man lying weakly on the bed.

She swallowed, this man ...... Is it Haisheng?

The little boy put the bamboo basket aside and took out the food inside, and he tapped the ceramic bowl with his chopsticks, and the sound was crisp.

The man moved slightly, but he still had his back to them, and his voice was hoarse: "I'm not hungry." ”

The little boy blinked, and he sat down in his chair, looking at him with his hands on his cheeks.

It had been like this for a few days, and it wasn't until he had finished eating that the little mute was willing to leave.

Liang Qiuqiu couldn't help but glance at him more, such a simple appearance, he really looked like a waiter. But she knew that he could speak but had been hiding, and now that there was only one prisoner in the room, he had to pretend to the end.

The man knew that the mute boy would not go, and after lying down for a while, he had to sit up.

His hands and feet were handcuffed, his clothes were shabby, and his long hair was disheveled.

His face was covered with scars and looked terrifying.

He slowly walked to the table, sat down, and picked up his chopsticks.

The little boy was very happy to see him coming, his dark eyes staring at him intently, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

The man asked softly, "Have you eaten?"

The little boy nodded heavily.

A bowl of rice, he ate it for a long time, and Liang Qiuqiu's stomach couldn't help but want to scream. She covered it with her hands, swallowing her saliva and sighing inwardly.

Watching others eat when you're hungry is torture!

When he had finished eating, the little boy cleaned up the table and left with the bamboo basket.

It wasn't until he heard the door of the room close, that Liang Qiuqiu appeared.

A hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, and soon, he returned to normal.

These two people sneaked in, and they must have been hiding from the traditionalists...... And this woman, the onmyoji aura on her body couldn't be more obvious.

With strong spiritual power, coupled with the high-level ghost who followed him, the man directly guessed her identity.

"Miss Liang?"

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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)