"Huh?" Lin Qinghe looked at him and said suspiciously, "How do you know that I like to eat mushrooms?" ”

"Hey, hey." Huang Zhiyuan smiled and said, "The dishes on this are all what you like to eat." ”

Lin Qinghe thought about it and instantly understood that this fox spirit was really good, and the dishes she didn't like to eat would never be served on this table.

After eating, Lin Qinghe said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see your room." ”

Huang Zhiyuan clenched his fists with both hands and said in a straight voice: "Yes!" Thank you! ”

Lin Qinghe was very satisfied, and took him to the room where Lilac lived, where no one had come in since Lilac was executed, so the room was dirty and dusty.

Lin Qinghe walked to the side of the bed, shook the mosquito net, and the whole room was covered with dust, she quickly covered her nose and ran out, standing at the door, and the sunlight shone through the window lattice, shining in the room, and the scene of dust flying was even clearer.

The corners of Huang Zhiyuan's mouth twitched, and he said, "Master He, are you sure this is not a firewood room?" ”

Lin Qinghe glanced at him and said, "Put the bed in your firewood room?" ”

Huang Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Yes, it doesn't matter, as long as there is a place to stay, I will be grateful to Lord He." ”

Lin Qinghe smiled faintly and said, "Then you can clean up this place, and in the future, this will be your room." ”

"Thank you, Master He, I will definitely make this place full of spring."

"You clean up slowly, I'm going to squint, sprinkle oil."

As he spoke, he raised his little hand slightly, shook it a few times, and ran away with his nose covered.

Huang Zhiyuan looked at her running fast back, shook his head with a smile, and began to clean up the room by himself.

In the summer dusk, the sunset is brilliant, and a round of red sun covers the slightly dim heaven and earth.

The evening breeze blows, still with a trace of heat, blowing on the face, making people's hearts warm, but they don't feel hot.

The crows are bursting, the twilight is heavy, and between heaven and earth, there is a sense of peace and tranquility.

Lin Qinghe woke up leisurely, as soon as she opened her eyes, she felt that something was wrong, and immediately sat up alertly, and her eyes fell on the side of the bed.

Huang Zhiyuan was sitting on the bed, looking at her with a smile, and in his hand, there was a fan, which was gently fanning.

Next to the bed, there is a basin, there are a few pieces of ice in the basin, and the wind from the fan passes through the ice cubes and blows to Lin Qinghe on the bed with a trace of coolness, so he will not feel hot, but it will not be too cool.

Lin Qinghe couldn't help laughing, and secretly thought in his heart, although this guy looks a little black on the surface, he is worthy of being a warm man, well, it is a little caring.

Huang Zhiyuan's eyes were cloudy, and he said softly: "Do you want to lie down for a while?" I'll fan you, it's cool and comfortable. ”

On the edge of Lin Qinghe's lips, he gently hooked it and said, "No need, I should get up too, it's uncomfortable to lie down all the time." ”

Huang Zhiyuan stopped his hand, smiled, and said, "Ahem, cough, I finally became a member of this Tingyu Xuan, Master He, you don't take me to walk around the Lin Mansion more." ”

Lin Qinghe said with a smile: "Cheng, let's go to kill a game together after the transfer, and eat dinner at my grandmother's." ”

Huang Zhiyuan nodded, smiled, and said, "Cheng, please give me more advice." ”

Lin Qinghe pursed his lips and said, "Cut!" Gotta sè! Spoon Road! ”

This vixen, obviously he is powerful, but he insists on saying so modestly, although modesty is a traditional virtue, but being too modest is pride, it is deliberate, and it is to sè spoon way!

Huang Zhiyuan blinked his eyes lightly a few times and said, "Master He, I just want to express my respect for you." ”

Lin Qinghe squinted the corners of his eyes disdainfully, and squinted at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, his eyes bright and bewitching.