Mu Li took a deep breath, and his tone was not slow: "Rakshasa Gongzi, I have slept in this bed since I was a child, and it collapsed as soon as you sat down, which can only mean that you are too heavy." ”

Rakshasa glanced at her, and that look made Mu Li feel inexplicable, and she gave the order to expel the guest again: "Rakshasa Gongzi, please leave." ”

Rakshasa held on to the pillar: "Apprentice, you have a great opinion about being a teacher." ”

"No one would have a problem with Dengzi." Mu Li heard a crisp sound of wood breaking again, and her pupils widened as she looked at the hand of the Rakshasa holding the pillar, and the old wood was like a tofu block in the Rakshasa hand.

Rakshasa innocently withdrew his hand, and shook his head at Mu Li and sighed: "Look, the teacher has said that the things in your room are too bad, and you don't believe it." ”

Mu Li resisted the urge to whip, she gritted her teeth: "If you don't get out, I will be unkind to you." ”

"What's the rule?" Rakshasa forced into Mu Li, and the powerful momentum rushed towards Mu Li, Mu Li couldn't bear it and didn't retreat, Rakshasa said dangerously in her ear, "Is it to visit the Yu Wangfu at night, and continue to arrange the story of the sick seedling and the teacher?" ”

Mu Li was frightened, and couldn't help but take a step back.

Rakshasa continued to press: "Or maybe you pick up a whip and want to whip it as a teacher?" ”

Mu Li was shocked in his heart and took a step back again.

"Or ......"

Rakshasa forced her to retreat to the window step by step, Mu Li's heel touched the vase, one stumbled and fell back, his hand subconsciously supported the curtain, and a strong hand supported her waist, Mu Li's nose was full of the fragrance of bamboo on Rakshasa's body, and she frowned: "Rakshasa Gongzi." ”

Before Mu Li finished speaking, Qiu Yue's voice came from far and near: "Miss, Miss." ”

The door was wide open, and it was not closed at all, Mu Li's whole heart was raised, but Rakshasa didn't intend to let her go at all, and asked slowly: "Disciple, what are you nervous about?" ”

"Rakshasa, what do you really want? I promise you, as long as you let me go. ”

Qiu Yue's footsteps are getting closer and closer: "Miss, Madame is looking for the embroidery lady of Ruyizhuang to come over and measure for you, and I want to make clothes for you." ”

Just when Qiu Yue was about to step into the house, Mu Li closed her eyes and was ready to break the jar, but Rakshasa raised her hand, the door was closed, and Qiu Yue hurriedly ran and almost hit the door with her nose.

"Miss." Qiu Yue patted the door outside the door.

The dangerous aura of the rakshasa lingered around Mu Li: "What do you say this monarch needs?" It's you who want to be Benjun's apprentice, and it's you who doesn't recognize Benjun, pear, and it depends on the situation if you are willful, understand? ”

Mu Li obviously felt the anger of the rakshasa, thinking of the rumors of the rakshasa in her previous life, she was able to bend and stretch, and hurriedly raised the white flag to surrender: "The apprentice knows." ”

Rakshasa was satisfied, he threw a few things backwards casually, and then jumped out of the window with Mu Li in his arms, Qiu Yue was still banging on the door outside the door, and at the moment when Rakshasa landed with Mu Li, the originally good house sounded the sound of things falling violently.

Qiuyue knocked on the door, her hand still hanging in the air, and she looked at the door and beams that suddenly collapsed, dumbfounded.

Mu Li looked at the gray layer floating in her room, her heart was the same as the collapsed roof, and Rakshasa gently touched her nose: "Mo Qi, change it for you for the teacher." ”

Mu Lipi smiled and said, "Thank you, Master." ”

After Rakshasa left, the family of the Mu Mansion also came, and Qiu Yue cried: "Miss, it wasn't me who collapsed the house, it's really not me, woo woo." ”

Mu Li pulled out a dry smile and comforted: "Miss Ben knows." Turning around, Mu Li kicked the trunk of the tree in the yard fiercely, and grinned hoarsely, damn Rakshasa, do you need to take revenge on her like this?

Demolished her house.

What a villain.

Qiu Yue looked at the appearance of her young lady kicking the trunk of the tree, and hid behind the dew drops aggrievedly, it was really not her.