To be honest, Zhang Hua can be regarded as having a real feeling for Miss Mu's fat courage today, just the fact that he is fearless and directly stares at his master at close range is almost unmatched.

It's no wonder that the master has always looked at this girl differently.

This girl is really special enough.

But this time, he really hoped that Miss Mu's special ability to be a little more restrained.

It's just that looking at the momentum of this girl who loses but doesn't lose the battle, Zhang Hua knows that his expectation is purely extravagant.

He glanced at the paralyzed guard next to him who was also glaring, blinked in resignation, sighed, and quietly pointed his finger somewhere, and then a fiery red maple leaf flew down on the limestone table between the two of them like an eye.

"Look at this is not long-eyed," Zhang Hua pulled the corners of his mouth and strode over, twisted the red leaves that fell leisurely on the table with one hand, and quickly picked up the teapot with the other hand to pour tea for Chu Lige, "The subordinates will destroy it." ”

The girl pretended not to see him pouring tea, raised her eyebrows, leaned at him angrily, and said angrily, "Who do you say doesn't have long eyes?" ”

Zhang Hua's smile froze, and under the girl's annoyed gaze, he realized that he had just cleared the siege with a sentence, and it seemed that he had unintentionally angered the aunt.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he really didn't secretly point fingers at her and scold Huai, he just wanted to break the deadlock between the two, and didn't want things to end in a difficult way.

He has seen the ruthlessness of this aunt more than once, how dare he offend her openly!

Chu Lige raised the corners of his eyes slightly, raised his sleeves, held the cup, and Zhang Hua bowed back slightly in the corner of his eyes.

Mu Xiaofeng raised his head and glanced at Zhang Hua lightly, Zhang Hua almost begged for mercy with a bitter face, Auntie, you really don't have to stare at me viciously.

Can't be provoked, isn't he allowed to hide?

However, Mu Xiaofeng caught a glimpse of the slender fingers of the person opposite, holding the cup and drinking tea, and the one was elegant, and immediately pursed his lips unhappily.

Since someone no longer pesters and oppresses her, she has to let her be a slave, and she is happy to accept it when she sees it.

Qingruo, who maintained a strange posture and opened his mouth under the eaves, could also move, but he didn't know whether he was afraid or afraid, so he didn't even dare to look at the pavilion again, and turned around and ran away.

After a while, Qingruo quickly approached Mu Xiaofeng with a silver-white fox in her arms.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the other side very quickly, and said cautiously, "Miss, the slave maid brought it here." ”

Mu Xiaofeng hugged the fox over, and motioned for her to retreat first, lest the person opposite would go crazy for a while and let her suffer from the pond fish.

"Your Highness, this is your pet," the girl said in a light tone, but in an affirmative sentence. She patted the fox's little head, stared at it with round eyes and pouted in that direction, and then added, "Now, the thing belongs to its rightful owner." ”

After thinking about it, he finally couldn't help but say that he should bring back the "tonic" he had just sent. She was worried that this person with a bad reputation but a noble identity would be angry with her on the spot if she heard this and made people misunderstand his petty family.

She had heard that this man was not very good-tempered.

Something to replenish the blood of this little fox?

But like flowing water, she picked up the precious ones and sent them to her yard, thinking of this, Mu Xiaofeng felt powerless and couldn't cry or laugh.

The little fox didn't know whether he was really reluctant to Mu Xiaofeng, or forced the person on the other side to be cold and refuse to be obscene, and his black eyes were instantly full of water, looking at Mu Xiaofeng but he refused to take a step.

Mu Xiaofeng's face stiffened slightly, and he quickly glanced at the other side, and saw that his cold face was not angry, so he realized that he was not annoyed.

He quickly patted the fox's little head again, and tried his best to guide Chu Lige with his eyes.

Your real master is there, so go over and hug him by the thigh and go home with him.

The fox walked towards Chu Lige's side, but he looked back at the girl with tears in his eyes.

In fact, I didn't move a small step at all.

Mu Xiaofeng frowned, his eyes suspiciously looking from the clean desktop to the clean ground.

Wouldn't this little guy be happy to walk from the table to its master?

Although the ground is clean, there is always dust, and the guy on the other side is obviously a cleanliness fetish. Just now, when Zhang Hua twisted away the fallen leaves, she saw Zhang Hua quickly wipe the table with his sleeve.

This little guy stepped on the ground with four legs and got dusty, will he not dislike it?

Mu Xiaofeng showed a serious suspicious expression, glanced at Chu Lige, who was straight, and glanced down at the fox, and then motioned for it to hurry up from the table to its master.

But the usually clever fox refused to obey, and when he saw that he couldn't impress her with his weak appearance, he directly raised his front paws and tightly pressed her sleeves.

Mu Xiaofeng's face froze, and a trace of embarrassment crept up on her pretty face.

She stood up with the fox in her hand and approached Chu Lige in a strange gaze with her lowered eyes.

Shoved the little guy into his arms, and said in a very fast tone, "Your pet, you raise it yourself." ”

Chu Li sat motionless, and the little ghost light under his eyes seemed to sweep over the slippery fox intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly saw the fox twisting its body in pain, and screamed in cooperation with "whoop".