Huai Rao followed Lu Xiaofeng around Qiao's Mansion for a day, and gradually lost interest in Lu Xiaofeng's way of looking for "ghosts". Huai Rao told himself: The process is not important, what matters is the result, as long as he can see the ghost at that time.

[I am such a god-like man, and this reason can also be thought of. Huai Rao affirmed himself.

"......" didn't understand where the faint look of pride on Huai Rao's face came from.

However, hearing Huai Rao say that he didn't want to hang out with him, Lu Xiaofeng's heart was relieved! Finally, don't have to carry a bunch of food on your back when investigating the case, and feed this little ancestor from time to time, is there any liberation! However, Lu Xiaofeng remained silent, patted Huai Rao's shoulder with a reluctant face, and said, "Okay, you can go play by yourself, and I will notify you when I find the 'ghost'." ”

"Okay." Huai Rao bent his eyebrows, took the snack Lu Xiaofeng gave him, and said crisply.

Looks so well-behaved!

Regarding Huai Rao's harmless face, Lu Xiaofeng could only roll his eyes in a place that Huai Rao couldn't see.

It's not early now, and it's said that Huai Rao is going out to play, but there is nothing to play. After a while, Huai Rao died down, went back to Qiao's mansion for dinner, and went back to the room to rest.

Huai Rao is not really human, he needs to rest, but he needs as many humans. In the middle of the moon, Huai Rao, who was lying on the bed with a straight pen, opened his eyes without warning, and the hole in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

There was silence inside and outside the house, this silence, Huai Rao didn't like it very much, he rejected it, but his face was very calm. Huai Rao turned his head sideways, in the dark room, he could clearly reflect the furnishings in the house without a little light, and even if he was lying on this bed as long as he wanted, he could also reflect every real thing in Qiao's mansion.

However, it's not interesting and can be described as somewhat boring. Huai Rao pursed his lips, regretting that he had rested so early, and knew that he should have found someone else to play with him later.

It's really boring, Huai Rao tilted his head and tried to think of something interesting, and Ximen Blowing Snow's cold figure suddenly broke into Huai Rao's mind. Huai Rao's eyes lit up: maybe he could study the string of numbers that made him feel inexplicably familiar!

Huai Rao's thinking is not completely in line with humans, he knows that humans are sleeping at this time, but he doesn't think there is anything wrong with disturbing others to sleep. At most, it is a bit troublesome to wake up the person who is sleeping.

But what does it matter? He was going to study a bunch of numbers jù, and he didn't have to wake up the string of numbers jù.

Just do it, Huai Rao blinked, stretched out his right hand in the quilt, palm up. Suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped, and a drop of dew condensed above the palm of his hand, dripping on the palm of Huai Rao's hand.

"Tick-"

The droplets burst, and Huai Rao disappeared in place.

Only a second after Huai Rao disappeared from Qiao's mansion, he smashed into the inn where Ximen Blowing Snow was. To be precise, it was a drop of dew that was still cold that appeared out of thin air above Simon Blowing Snow's bed, dripping on Simon Blowing Snow's chest through the mosquito net, and in the next moment it became a pregnant appearance.

Those who practice martial arts are alert even when they sleep. Ximen Fuxue's body was faster than he realized, and he took out his sword first and accurately put it on Huai Rao's neck, and then opened his eyes with a cold face.

The eyes of the two people who were sitting and lying down made contact, and for a while, both of them were stunned. Huai Rao didn't expect Ximen Fuxue to wake up so quickly, and put a knife on his neck. He sat cross-legged on Ximen Fuxue in a daze, supporting Simon's chest with both hands, and didn't dare to move. Ximen Fuxue didn't expect that it was Huai Rao, a child who had a relationship, who broke into his room in the middle of the night, and let Huai Rao climb into his bed without paying attention!

Thinking that Huai Rao was still wearing the clothes that he had rolled over yesterday and I don't know how many places, Ximen Chuixue, who had a clean habit, turned slightly dark, pulled out some of the sword body, and said coldly: "Go down." ”

Huai Rao sniffled, and it took a long time to realize what Ximen Fuxue was talking about, shook his head, and said seriously: "No, it's inconvenient to go down!" ”

Ximen Fuxue twisted his eyebrows, not wanting to ask Huai Rao what it was inconvenient to do, so he reiterated strongly: "Go down." ”

"No, unless I'm done!" Huai Rao raised his waist and looked unafraid of power.

Simon Fuxue didn't talk nonsense with him either, put away his sword, and raised himself. Huai Rao didn't react in time, and slid down with the action of Ximen blowing snow. Then, Simon Fuxue grabbed Huai Rao's collar and threw the person out of bed.

"Go back." Ximen Blowing Snow cherishes words like gold, and after getting up in confusion, he gave the next order.

"You'll show me your structure, it'll be fine soon, I'll go back when I'm done." Huai Rao didn't understand why Ximen Chuixue had to drive him away, but he definitely wouldn't just leave, otherwise he would die of boredom. Thinking about it, Huai Rao peeked at Ximen Blowing Snow's face, and saw that his cold face was a little distorted, and hurriedly added: "Don't worry, I won't mess with your count, even if I do, I will put it back for you." ”

Ximen Chuixue couldn't understand Huai Rao's "gibberish", but this did not affect his refusal.

Huai Rao, who has not experienced such a complete rejection for so many days, came up, and he was bent on "stroking and stroking" Ximen Blowing Snow's number, and it was a big deal to restore it to him in the end, and by the way, it would be good for him not to have this memory. Having made up his mind, Huai Rao raised his head and chest, unskillfully disturbing Simon Blowing Snow's train of thought.

The effect was good, and the cold light in Ximen Fuxue's eyes dissipated, and then he became wooden, like a puppet. Huai Rao bent his eyebrows and smiled, seized the opportunity to push Ximen Blowing Snow down, and pressed on Ximen Blowing Snow again.

Ximen Blowing Snow did not have any sense of defense, Huai Rao lowered his head and held his face, his eyes sank, and his eyes that were still a little human were completely mechanical in the next moment, and in addition to 0 and 1 that were too late to analyze, there was a large string of English instructions.

Touching the core of the number of jù in the blowing snow of the West Gate, Huai Rao's eyes slowly regained his humanity, combing through the stalls of the number jù, and involuntarily moved the corner of the number jù with the familiar feeling, and rearranged and combined. Seeing that the stunned Ximen blowing snow slowly became vivid, he didn't know where he was touched, he twisted his eyebrows suddenly, his cheeks flushed with light red, and his eyes seemed to be enduring something.

Huai Rao was stunned for a moment, blinked and looked at Ximen Blowing Snow, which had become very different, and suddenly had a very strange feeling. He couldn't tell what that feeling was, but he lowered his head lower with that feeling, and the next moment he was about to stick to Ximen Blowing Snow, but he was blocked by the hilt of Ximen Blowing Snow's sword.

"Get out of the way!" Ximen Fuxue pursed his lips tightly, the forbearance in his eyes was covered by a layer of cold ice, and the words blurted out did not hide his killing intent.

Simon Blowing Snow's words were like a slap in the face, Huai Rao's eyes widened, and he suddenly straightened up.

He actually broke free from his control, and it was only after some of the numbers were rearranged! Huai Rao couldn't believe it, and then realized what he had just wanted to do.

He was going to kiss Simon to blow snow!!

Whoever kisses someone without their consent is a hooligan, he is a hooligan, a hooligan, a hooligan......

Unforgivable!

As if the sky was falling, he hurriedly helped Ximen Blowing Snow to recover a few times, rolled down from Ximen Blowing Snow in despair, and stood beside Ximen Blowing Snow's bed with his head shrugged.

"I was wrong." If you do something wrong, you must first face your mistakes, recognize your mistakes, and then take responsibility for what you have done wrong, especially the wrong things like being a hooligan. Huai Rao made a heavy decision, he raised his head, looked at Simon Blowing Snow with the eyes of "you have to believe me", and said, "I will be responsible for you!" ”

After Huai Rao finished speaking, he lowered his head again, falling into endless self-counting.

Ximen Fuxue's face was already cold and terrifying, but now it was a little colder. Ximen Fuxue pushed Huai Rao away without saying a word, meticulously dressed himself, picked up his sword, and walked in front of Huai Rao, who was in a continuous slump.

Although Huai Rao doesn't like to be alone and hopes that someone can always accompany him, he doesn't want to have a wife at all. The theory has said that marriage is the grave of love, and it doesn't matter what love is, what matters is the grave! What is the grave, it is a square inch size place, and staying in it must be boring to the point of growing grass! Don't you see those graves that need someone to pull weeds every year?

Moreover, although this wife's number jù is a bit peculiar, he is a little curious, but he doesn't like to talk at all, and his personality is still so boring, it is better to stay in the grave with him than to stay in the world of number jù by himself. Huai Rao pouted, and his heart was very aggrieved.

Why did you play hooligan in no apparent way? Could it be that it was affected by the snow blowing at the West Gate? How can it be? Suspiciously, he went to look for Simon Blowing Snow, and when he looked up, he saw Simon Blowing Snow standing in front of him with an unkind face. He subconsciously leaned back, and when he looked closely, he found that Ximen Fuxue was already fully dressed.

"You...... Where are you going? ”

He's getting dressed and going out, right? Where is he going? Is it because it's my wife, so you want to follow him? Huai Rao was shocked: How can this be! He hasn't had enough fun, so how can he play to his heart's content if he follows him?

What Huai Rao was thinking, Ximen Blowing Snow wouldn't know, and he wasn't in the mood to know, he didn't even want to answer Huai Rao's question. He carefully looked at Huai Rao's upper body for a long time, and suddenly poured a glass of water from the table and slammed it on Huai Rao's front placket.

Huai Rao was stunned by his movements, and was puzzled, when he saw a faint disgust in Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes, and then reluctantly grabbed Huai Rao's clothes, carried Huai Rao like a chicken, and jumped out of the window.

As soon as the cold wind blew, before and after contact, Huai Rao reacted, Ximen Blowing Snow wanted to carry himself away, and he hated him for being dirty, so he used clean water to help him "clean and clean".

At this moment, Huai Rao's heart is complicated.

Simon's light skill in blowing snow is very good, and it is effortless to carry a person up and down. After a while, Ximen Fuxue carried Huai Rao to the backyard of Qiao's mansion.

"Where is Lu Xiaofeng?" Simon Fuxue asked.

Huai Rao didn't know why, and pointed in a direction.

Ximen Fuxue got the answer he wanted, stopped making a sound, and went all the way to Lu Xiaofeng's room. The sword-wielding hand pushed open the door and carried Huai Rao to the inner room.

Sure that the person on the bed was Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Fuxue raised his hand and smashed Huai Rao over.

The person who smashed was thrown dizzy, and the beauty on the face of the person who was smashed immediately turned into fright, and he screamed in pain, and straightened up like a spring.

Seeing that the people on the bed and beside the bed were acquaintances, Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, wiped a handful of sweat, panted, and complained: "What are you two doing in the middle of the night!" If you smash it harder this time, Lu Xiaofeng will become a dead phoenix! ”

Ximen Fuxue ignored Lu Xiaofeng's nonsense, and said coldly: "Take care of him, don't let him appear in front of me again." ”

"Huh? What the? Which one are you singing about? Lu Xiaofeng just woke up, and his consciousness was not so clear, and when he heard the warning of Ximen blowing snow, he didn't know why.

Huai Rao rubbed his head, got up from Lu Xiaofeng, and looked at Ximen Blowing Snow accusatory.

Huai Rao felt that his wife had one more shortcoming-too violent! Thinking about it, his wife has no advantages at all, he is so wronged!

As if he hadn't seen Huai Rao's eyes, Ximen Fuxue instead stretched out his sword and pointed at Huai Rao, "If you appear again, your legs will be wasted." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Lu Xiaofeng and Huai Rao looking at each other.

"Well, Huairao, why are you with Simon? And, you seem to have offended him? ”

"I'm a hooligan to him." Huai Rao "tell the truth".

"What?" Lu Xiaofeng screamed.

"But I said I would be responsible. Still, he seemed angry and forbade me to appear in front of him. Huai Rao paused, and he was also very aggrieved, "But in fact, I don't want to be with him!" ”

Lu Xiaofeng: "......"

"He's so cold, so violent, bored to death!" Huai Rao continued to complain: So so, so so boring and violent! Later, remembering the inescapable "responsibility", he wilted again, "Although he is very bad, I still have to be responsible, otherwise I wouldn't be a big hooligan?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng: "......"

What the hell is this? Childlike words, children's words! What Huai Rao said must not be true, it must be his casual nonsense!

"Ahem...... Huai Rao, let's sleep, and we'll talk about it later? Lu Xiaofeng asked tentatively. Listening to him complain like this again, he Lu Xiaofeng will definitely be delirious!

"No, I don't want to sleep, you play with me, or I'll play with you!" The number of jù.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know that Huai Rao's "play with you" was "play with your numbers", he stared at Huai Rao, looked at Huai Rao for a long time, and didn't see Huai Rao joking, but saw that his eyes were pure, he pouted helplessly, spread his limbs, and shouted as if he was breaking a jar, "Let's play, let's play, just don't tell me how you rogue Simon, I don't want to really become a dead phoenix." ”

"Ancestor, you can toss it yourself, and when you are tired of tossing, go to sleep." Lu Xiaofeng explained, his eyes narrowing sleepily. Suddenly remembering something, he opened his eyes suddenly, and said with sleepiness: "By the way, don't provoke Simon again." ”

couldn't wait for Huai Rao's answer, Lu Xiaofeng fell asleep and fell asleep.