Chapter 57: The King is Wronged

Obviously, Qin Luo was also waiting for his answer, seemingly casual on the surface, but the hand holding the rim of the cup had already tightened unconsciously.

Needless to say, Jiang Zichun's answer must be quite important to her.

"It's me."

For a long time, the ghost king, who had struggled in his heart, gently read out two words.

Qin Luo heard it clearly.

Ha...... Between himself and the female ghost in red, Su Ran, he chose the latter.

This kid didn't understand what he had done wrong, why Qin Luo's elegant and peaceful aura around him suddenly fluctuated, and he seemed to become extremely sad.

She closed her eyes and got up, turned her back to Jiang Zichun and raised her head, her voice was a little hoarse: "I know......" The whole person seemed to be very tired and confused, Qin Luo was afraid that as soon as he opened his eyes, he would be so sad that he would cry.

"The black cat sued me that you suffered the thunder punishment for me, and I will bear my own mistakes by myself, you ...... You don't have to ......."

Jiang Zichun was anxious to explain that there was no need for Qin Luo to suffer for his own sake, but the tone of explanation became lower and lower, until he was completely unconfident.

Qin Luo finally looked at him with accusations and horror in his eyes, which made Jiang Zichun feel like a basin of cold water poured from head to toe, in an ice cellar.

"I'm really not going to have anything to do again...... Master, you wait for me! ”

It should be that he didn't realize that the catastrophe was coming, he only thought that Qin Luo was angry that he was causing trouble everywhere again. After all, this time the situation was a bit strict, and it was natural for her to be angry.

So he stuck out his tongue and was quickly relieved, and he followed behind and chased after her shadow.

After only a few steps, Jiang Zichun looked at Qin Luo's thin and slender back in front of him, and suddenly slowed down. Slowly raised his hand to press the heart that was still pounding in his chest, and had a whimsical and ridiculous idea.

There was obviously no temperature in this place under the palm of his hand, but he didn't know when he had already begun to rely on Qin Luo's warmth.

I really want to live a real life, be a normal person, hold Qin Luo's hand openly, and go all the way like this.

There is no hesitation to grow old.

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Due to the medical miracle that Qin Luo brought to Lin Zhi, it only took him half a day to wake up. There is also Han Yiyun who takes care of him meticulously (huh?). So the black cat came back early.

But as soon as I entered the door, I felt like something was wrong......

Yes! Come to think of it, aren't these two masters and servants sticking all day long? It's all fine this morning, but in the blink of an eye, it's a cold war.

Jiang Zichun watched Qin Luo put the seeds into her precious wooden box, and then curled up her petite body, sitting alone at the head of the bed holding the box in a daze.

"The host...... What to eat for dinner? ”

finally stayed up until dark, Jiang Zichun finally found an excuse to talk, but unfortunately, Qin Luo seemed to be immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself, and ignored him completely.

The bright smile on Jiang Zichun's face fell, and he changed his worried expression and went into the kitchen.

"Stupid ghost, what are you doing again?"

Wu Sheng ate shredded dried fish and leaned against the kitchen, inquiring about the situation while tasting.

Jiang Zichun swept his long eyelashes, glanced at the leisurely black cat with his afterglow, and snorted coldly: "Little fart, don't care so much." ”

"Sister doesn't really think that you did what happened last night, does you?" His tone was surprised, Jiang Zichun raised his eyes to look at him, and probably didn't expect that the object who was often torn apart on weekdays would speak for himself.

Before he could be moved, he heard Wusheng's soft voice again: "But also, your IQ is so low, it is possible to commit a crime without changing your clothes." ”

…… The boat of our friendship has capsized!

Jiang Zichun gritted his teeth at the cat angrily, but he was instantly deflated.

Even he himself admitted, what else is there to justify.

He took the hot meal out and set up the dishes and chopsticks, and saw Qin Luo stirring up the flower pot again, and the small glass bottle she had just bought was standing on the side of the soil.

Jiang Zichun immediately took off his apron, learned from her to find a basin to fill with mud, and then took out his bottle and twisted the cork.

Qin Luo's hand to bury the seeds paused, and his gaze moved directly to his glass bottle, without blinking.

Qin Luo: Silly B, you're a stone! Seed a fart!

Jiang Zichun: !! The owner can't regret giving me the seeds and want to go back, right?!

When the eyes met, Jiang Zichun put the things back in his pockets like an electric shock, and covered them tightly with his hands.

He can't plant it anymore! The king was wronged T^T

…… Sure enough, there was no tacit understanding.

Qin Luo choked and continued to plant flowers with an expressionless face.

Finally waited for her to get it done, and Jiang Zichun was looking forward to Qin Luo going to enjoy his dinner.

Qin Luo didn't squint and took out a box of instant noodles from the room. Then, he poured the meal that Jiang Zichun made for himself into the trash.

This time, it wasn't just King Jiang, even the little cat Wusheng was stunned.

"Sister, what are you doing, the stupid ghost worked hard to get it for you! If you don't eat it, you can leave it to me......"

"Shut up."

"Shut up."

This time, it cooperated well, and I was able to scold the black cat in unison.

Jiang Zichun took a few deep breaths, forced the account of Qin Luo's slap in the face on Wu Sheng's head, and said angrily at him: "If the master likes to pour it out, he will pour it out, what do you want to say here!" The little kid was playing with dirt. ”

…… This Nima can also lie down with a gun, and Wu Sheng was just about to refute with his meaty bun face, but after thinking about it, forget it.

Let's do this, everyone will be on fire.

So he was understanding of ghosts, put on a little face with pink makeup, put on a righteous face, turned his head and said to Qin Luo seriously: "Sister, to be fair, if you want me to talk about it, I feel that Lin Zhi's matter has nothing to do with stupid ghosts."

Think about it, when Lin Zhi was almost burped by that Ma Daha Han police officer in the morning, the stupid ghost was the first to pull her away, if he had the intention to detonate and kill Lin Zhi, why save him? You say yes, right? ”

You have a point,

But I just won't listen.

Qin Luo glanced at the black cat, opened the paper lid and ate the bubble noodles with relish.

…… My sister's arrogant appearance is really alive!

Wu Sheng silently handed Jiang Zichun an expression of 'baby did his best, ask for more blessings, boy', and then quietly buried his head in destroying the dried fish.

Jiang Zichun didn't dare to lose his temper with Qin Luo, and stood in place for a while, then squatted in front of the trash can, looking at the discarded delicacies in it in a daze, and flattened his mouth like a little daughter-in-law who was about to cry.

It's over, he can't hold his master's stomach anymore......

At night, Qin Luo went to the living room with the quilt, Jiang Zichun lay in the hammock for less than half an hour, moved to the cold bed and rolled a few times, and finally went to the hall sneakily with bare feet.

Qin Luo half-pillowed the sofa and flipped through the books, the orange wall lamp sprinkled her with a dreamy glow, Jiang Zichun rested her chin on the armrest of the sofa that she couldn't see from that angle, and tilted her head to look at Qin Luo stupidly.

Hmm, I really want to sleep with my master's soft belly and rub it on her neck......