Chapter 11: Getting Back to the Field

Xiao Yu smiled gloomily, and his mouth was still subconsciously arguing:

"Although I haven't forgotten it all, I really don't remember it so clearly and coherently. Between you and my sisters, it was originally intimate and had nothing to talk about, but now, my sister is just sick and confused and can't remember a lot of things, and she still asks her sister to dial a little more in everything, so how can I tell you? My sister is too careful. ”

Shuang'er sighed lightly, stretched out a slender little hand, and grabbed Xiao Yu's left hand:

"Alas, sister, sister was just joking. We have been here together for so many years, as long as my sister is safe and sound, my sister is willing to do more things. ”

Xiao Yu's heart was hot, and he shook Shuang'er's hands vigorously:

"There are some things that my sister understands, good sister."

For a long time, Shuang'er didn't speak.

It's just that when he came to the residence and waved away, he said in a dumb voice:

In fact, Shuang'er sees my sister's suffering, and she understands it in her heart. It's just that we, the sons, no matter how outstanding and beautiful we are in front of others, it is always difficult to change our original background. Some things, look away, and it's nothing. ”

When Xiao Yu heard this, his heart couldn't help but beat faster, and he was secretly surprised:

Oh, looking like this, is there really a little secret buried in this little shell that is not enough to be shared with outsiders?!

It's kind of interesting.

Sending Shuang'er away, out of his previous professional habits, Xiao Yu checked this small room again.

She had just slept all day, and at the moment she felt extremely energetic and energetic, without any sleepiness.

A small bedroom, not very luxurious, but also a little exquisite.

The main furnishings in the bedroom are a small soft bed, a bamboo wardrobe, and a delicate desk.

Glancing the red candle in his hand, Xiao Yu took the bronze candlestick and sat back at the table.

On the table, it was still neat and tidy, and there was nothing special about it.

It's just that there is a wastepaper basket at the foot of the table, and there seems to be a lot of waste paper balls thrown inside.

With a thought, Xiao Yu leaned over, picked up a paper ball, and opened it to take a closer look.

The crumpled paper is full of dense "cloud" characters.

Well, is there anything special about this "cloud" word?

Is she practicing calligraphy? Or do you want to send something?

What do you do to write over and over again?

Xiao Yu was puzzled.

In the end, he put his hand away, extinguished the candle, sat on the bed, and quietly meditated quietly according to the cultivation method in his previous life.

This small body is too weak and too weak, if it encounters a strong enemy, I am afraid that it will not be able to get even one percent of its vitality, let alone meet the hidden Nangong Ping and the like today.

When something happens, he goes to seek death and beg for mercy, or runs around in panic, but it has never been the style of the top killer Xiao Yu.

It's inexplicably worn here.,Come to think of it.,This little Lori who happens to have the same name as herself.,In her previous life, she must have had a lot to do with herself.,That's why I can pass through it so accurately and formingly, right?!

If it comes, it will be safe.

This little shell is temporarily in charge of herself, so whatever she does, she has to use her brain to think about it, and find some fields for her.

After thinking about it on the bed for a long time, Xiao Yu finally fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already full of morning glow.

Xiao Yu in his previous life was used to getting up early and didn't stay in bed.

Seeing that the hour was not early, he hurriedly got up and changed his clothes.

Xiao Man smiled and pushed the door in.

"Sister Yu'er, it's so early today! In the past, I had to urge Xiaoman several times before I was willing to get up! Is it really a sudden change of pace? ”