The old lord craned his neck behind him to look at the absurd's reaction, hey, there is a door!

This guy loves to eat roast suckling pig, then nothing else, our Donetsk specialty is this!

The housekeeper also introduced the waste on the side: You really know how to eat, this pig is a suckling pig that has been carefully selected for a few months, what kind of spice is smoked to death, what a roasting method, you can't eat it anywhere else,

Seeing that the araku is just nodding vigorously, it's quite easy to talk. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This meal was eaten from the bright sky in the afternoon until the willow tops on the moon, barren, touching the round belly, and I was not very embarrassed, and I was still holding the dessert tiramisu cake in my hand.

The old lord saw that the time was almost over, and he was also happy, so he hurried up: "Immortals, are you still satisfied?"

"Oh, satisfied. He blurted out that without thinking, and somehow he understood what the word "satisfied" meant.

"It's good. Araku seemed to be afraid that he would not express himself enough, and added.

"Oh!" the old lord relieved slightly, "what else do you have to order, Immortal, we donetsk citizens will do our best to do it for you!"

"Hmm...... I'm sleepy. "Ridiculous.

Let the housekeeper send the barren to rest, use the best guest room to change a full set of bedding, and find a few young ladies to help him take a milk bath before going to bed, so it is easy to put an ancestor to sleep.

The old lord and the housekeeper were walking in the courtyard while summarizing: "This master was really born from a demon beast that flies through the clouds?"

"Well, more than a dozen dealers saw it. The housekeeper was convinced.

"Ah, when I asked him, he didn't say what he wanted to do, he just ate!" The old lord had a bitter face: "This month's tax grain is still one-third short, and you still have to support such an ancestor." ”

"What then?" the housekeeper had no idea: "Treat him badly, and then bring those nine-headed big monsters?"

According to the sworn descriptions of more than a dozen eyewitnesses, this pink and pink son of the demon beast has a big backer that he absolutely can't provoke, with a huge size, soaring through the clouds, and spitting out people's words...... Usually this kind of word is used to describe the ancient demon gods in the Duchy of Gongca......

"Why don't we talk to the Assassin Guild, we pay so many taxes and food every year for them to eat, drink and be merry, and when the time comes, we should always be sheltered. The housekeeper came up with an idea.

"You really can't open a pot, we haven't paid all the taxes and grain this month, maybe people will clean up us!

You don't know what happened to Leonclay last time!" The old lord resolutely objected, "Besides, the people of this Assassin Alliance are what we can do?

The housekeeper thought about it carefully, and the freaks who hid in the shadows all day long gave her goosebumps: yes, in contrast, this "son of the monster" who answered "yes", "very good", "um" and "thank you" from time to time when you asked him,

It's really simple, kind, and cute!

The housekeeper's tongue is knotted and she doesn't know how to pick it up.

The old lord didn't have much idea to look at her.

"Let's do this today, and we'll see it tomorrow, it's a big deal, let's eat one less bite, and serve this grandfather comfortably, one day he gets tired of playing, maybe he will leave by himself." ”

The old lord had a plan, so he put his mind at ease, saw that the moon had been crooked over the big willow tree overhead, and planned to go back to rest, he was really tired today, and the old lord with a half-white beard had already bathed in his wide clothes under the service of the maid at this time, and listened to the little song and waited for the sleepy bug to summon him.

"What's the sound?" the housekeeper frowned when she heard this, "Xi Xi Suo"

Then I heard what seemed to be two people speaking in a low voice, and it came from the inner courtyard not far away.

"Huh?" the old lord wondered, "What's the sound?" It's so late, Ke'er has already fallen asleep, and the backyard should be very quiet. ”

"Master, ...... you listen" The housekeeper frowned and pricked up her ears,

The old lord glanced at her, did this guy make the demon beast nervous?

"I wish someone was climbing the wall!"

The housekeeper heard clearly, her eyes widened, and she almost exhaled.

The old lord was startled by her, and hurriedly listened to her example, inhaling, exhaling, inhaling, exhaling,

One inhale, one exhale, three pants,

"Oh my God!" called the old lord.

I ate too much and couldn't sleep a little.

He was looking at the ceiling in amusement, the crystal lamp in the ceiling had been turned off by the servants when they went out.

The moonlight came into the house, sprinkled on the woolen carpet, sprinkled on the goose down satin quilt on the body, sprinkled on the delicate glass vase on the dresser, and the gentle luster of the night moon spread all around, making the desolate feeling of being tossed and kicked around feel extremely reassured.

It's been a long time since I've had a comfortable night's sleep.

The last time he slept so soundly — he skipped the memory of being tampered with — was in the cave where the Scorpion had lived for generations, lying under damp stalactites dripping with fresh water.

Thinking about it, I can't help but feel happy for myself, I have come to this holy land of the Scorpion Clan!

Sleep on this warm and comfortable "bed".

Scratching the corner of the quilt, sniffing with his nose, and then biting it with his teeth, the fluffy and soft satin quilt was sucked out of the taste of the goose by him very seriously. This made Ara even more excited, because he had eaten a large piece of meat that was white and tender during the day, and the girl named Little Pear Blossom said that it was made by a goose.

In this way, there is also material for dreaming at night.

Araku had closed his eyes, though he was not sleepy at all.

I vaguely heard someone speak: "Sister Lin!"

"Sister Lin, you open the window, it's me!"

Taken aback, he searched around, but he couldn't find anyone who spoke.

Go up to the window and look down,

Hey, there's a young man at the bottom.

The deserted house was dark, and the man underground could not see him.

When he looked down, the moonlight reflected the young man's figure clearly: a goose-egg-shaped face, fair skin, well-dressed, and his hair was shiny under the moon with a hair that he didn't know how to finish.

The young man lowered his voice on the ground and called, "Sister Lin!"

Huang was curious about what kind of guy he kept shouting at Lin Mei?

The windows on the second floor of the downstairs were pushed open from within, and the two windows seemed to welcome the guests with open arms.

"Shuhao!

The voice of a young girl like a brass bell came from the window on the second floor.

The joy that the young man could not hide was overflowing.

He walked to the edge of the wall in a few steps, and vigorously brushed the vines hanging from the roof, and the thick and branched vines coiled around the wall, sturdy and unmoving. He couldn't wait to be in a hurry and climbed up with his hands and feet, and in a short time, his two hands were on the outer windowsill on the second floor.

"Come in!" a girl's slender jade arm stretched out to help him, and she wore an engraved jade ring on her middle finger: "There are guests at home today, and they haven't slept yet! Don't be seen!" she said in a slightly panicked tone.

"Didn't you guess I'd come, did you?" the young man looked a little embarrassed when he climbed through the window, and teased the girl in a witty tone: "Don't you think I'm going to have it?

"You're necrotic!"

The young man entered the house, and the window was shut.

Araku heard the laughter of Suo Suo downstairs, and lowered his voice's love words, in fact, he could hear it very clearly......

Even with his sense of smell, he can guess what is hidden in the hormones sprayed underneath.

He was faintly bored, remembering that everyone used to huddle in the safest corner of the cave at night to keep each other warm, and remembering when the brothers of the Black Tiger Hall drank wine and ate meat together.

Just when he was about to understand what it meant to be pretentious and complaining.

A fierce murderous aura suddenly broke into his mind.

"What's going on!"

He collapsed from the bed with a thud. The goose down quilt was lifted by him and stepped under his feet.

That murderous aura was fleeting, but it was so clear, the owner of the murderous aura must be not far from him......

The hairs on his back stood on end.