The soft frost girl in front of her is naturally beautiful, there is no heavy makeup on her face, and her tulle clothes show her fragrant shoulders, Luo Huai didn't expect this soft cream girl to do this kind of "loss-making business".

"Childe, can the little woman deserve this 'cloud wants clothes, flowers want to look'?"

It's not me who wrote this poem, and it's useless for you to ask me.

Luo Huai thought so in his heart, but obviously he wouldn't say that.

"Well deserved." Luo Huai responded with a smile, and did not forget to wipe his saliva as he spoke.

For the most part, pretending to be a prodigal son of a prodigal son, he felt that he was already very professional.

And Na Roushuang couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh when she saw Luo Huai's reaction.

"Childe, do you really like the slave family?"

The soft frost came closer, exhaling like an orchid.

"Naturally, I like it......" Luo Huai can be regarded as a downfall, the soft frost is close and does not retreat, and the body that originally wanted to shrink was "pressed" by him on this seat.

"Childe's reaction was like being afraid of the slave family."

Roushuang laughed lightly at this time, and then got up to stroke the qin, which made Luo Huai secretly relieved.

Probably this soft frost knows this way, and I think I can see his way.

Luo Huai feels that she is upright, if she is an ordinary Qinglou woman, as long as she doesn't cross the line and act on the spot, this Qingqi person can't touch it, especially beautiful.

If you come to a lot of crowds, it is easy to offend people. Second, if you don't have the determination to marry home and be a concubine, forget it, it is probably an attempt to add to the stigma of people's innocence.

Moreover, Luo Huai didn't think that there were no close servants who could fight outside this soft frost's room, after all, a Qing Qi like her, who had a cooperative relationship with Cuihong Mansion, was not short of silver to ask for guards.

Therefore, I can't touch it, and I have been teased all my life in vain, which is really uncomfortable.

"What tune does Childe want to hear?"

"Miss Frost can do it if she likes it."

After being played in vain, Luo Huai had to think about how to get back to the field, his eyes turned around, but he had a way in his heart.

Niu, I can't touch you, and I can't rely on you?

……

"I'm busy, so I'll just ask a simple question, who sent you?"

Fang Ji was naturally the guy who questioned that the silver was not his just now, and stepped on his finger at this time.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, at this time, there was naturally a howl like killing a pig.

"Heroes spare their lives! It was Ruan Tingjie and Ruan Gongzi who paid the silver, and the brothers ......"

Roar? It turned out to be the Nguyen family.

Fang Ji knew that the Ruan family's revenge could not take revenge on him, and they probably wanted to tie him up to beat Brother Huai'er.

Los Angeles is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, it is not good to get a human life, Fang Ji is also interesting, looking at the guy who was lying on the ground and his nose was bruised and swollen, he threw down a piece of silver.

"Let's go to the doctor."

If you hit someone, you can take the initiative to give you money to see a doctor, Fang Ji feels that he is simply a good person.

At this time, turning a corner, Fang Halberd stepped away in a place that these guys couldn't see. Ruan Tingjie's matter was naturally written down first, after all, he still had something to do urgently.

Putting on the night clothes that had been placed on the windowsill of Zuixianfang in the morning, Fang Ji came out of the window again, and stepped on the roof of Zuixianfang to go back in the direction of Cuihong Building......

……

"Childe, Childe, are you sleepy listening to a little song?"

"Some." Luo Huai just lay down on the seat. "Frost girl, you just go on."

"Wait a minute, Rou Frost go and get some incense."

"Whatever you want."

Probably speaking, Luo Huai sat down and planned to sleep here, after all, he was a guest, and he was also a guest who wrote such a grand sentence as "Yun wants clothes, flowers want to look".

Well, he couldn't write this poem.

But in any case, Luo Huai decided to rely on it himself. Probably the last Qing man still cares about his innocence.

Luo Huai thought so, smelling the smell of incense at this time, but found that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier......

"Xiaoyan, Xiaohuan, carry Luo Gongzi to sleep."

"Yes." That Xiaoyan Xiaohuan didn't have too much effort to carry the somewhat chubby Luo Huai, quite like some practitioners.

"Do according to the plan, Xiaoyan, you continue to stroke the qin, Xiaohuan, you look at this Luo Gongzi."

The soft frost faded from the tulle garment, and changed into a night suit, and went out of the window to the attic.

Slightly raised his eyelids to see that it was really true, Luo Huai was a little hot and unbearable, he himself could pretend to be it, but Xiao Luo Huai couldn't pretend to be okay.

The pressure gun is a technical activity......

Pretending to stretch his waist, Luo Huai fell asleep on his side, and then he was barely confused.

I haven't slept well in the past three years, if this incense is useful, Lao Tzu will buy a box with you.

It's just that Luo Huai is even more panicked now, after all, he realizes that he seems to have discovered a secret that is incredible.

It's like you're going to be killed......

You said that you are not cheap, Luo Huai, just go back earlier, why do you have to wade into this troubled water?

There are words of suffering.

……

Fang Ji felt that he was not a qualified night walker, and most of the people who did this were generally brighter, and it was easier for them to adapt to the dark. He didn't think he was that kind of person.

So he hid in the shadows, knowing that the method of movement probably relied on the ears that had been trained by the old ghost since childhood.

The single room where Kang Zhiwen is located is not easy to eavesdrop, probably a design problem, this room is not simply a window, but a small platform, this building is a standing person.

Then only the upper part of the room, through the tiles of the roof, can hear and see the movement.

Fang Ji naturally wanted to go there, but he heard it early in the morning, there were people upstairs early, and there were still two of them waiting there.

There is a step that is unfamiliar, but it doesn't matter, there is a person who listens carefully. He'd heard of such a cat-like pace.

Sure enough, this Miss Su is also interested in this emerald red mansion.

In fact, when Fang Ji came, he had already seen Na Kang Zhi ask to leave.

Walking is open, without the slightest cover-up, according to this, this Kang Zhuangyuan has made up his mind that someone is not afraid to follow, that Fang Halberd is still a fart, let him go.

He didn't think that this Kang Zhiwen could still have an empty city plan and a few layers of games with people. In the past two nights, he felt that Kang Zhiwen was quite confident in himself, after all, it was true that he had escaped the pursuit of the black-clothed man of the Zhao family, but he didn't know about his existence.

Since this Miss Su was here, Fang Ji didn't bother to play a game of praying mantis catching cicadas, but got up directly and went to the direction of the courtyard of the Cui Red Building.

After all, Brother Huai'er was there.

"Huh?" That Su Wan couldn't help but forget about her surroundings at this time.

"What's wrong, little sister?"

"It seems to be someone, but ......" Su Wan only felt a trace of movement, but then it was silent and silent, which was very strange. Did you hear me wrong......"

Su Wan is very confident in her light skills, after all, the master says that her steps are like a cat walking at night.

Could it be that there is still anyone in this world who can step out of the devil's steps?

(Skateboarding shoes are fine.) ）