"It's not impossible to take you as a disciple ......"

Dong Wusheng smiled and sat down on the sofa, straightened his collar, put on a posture, and beckoned Madara to bring people over.

Madara walked back directly with the back collar of Lori, who was paralyzed, and stuffed the little Lori into Dong Wusheng's arms, and went to clean up the medicine box by himself.

"Good work. ”

Dong Wusheng smiled and patted Madara's shoulder.

Madara looked at her, smiled, and walked away with the medicine kit.

"Master Dong......"

Ah Sang sat on Dong Wusheng's lap and looked up at her, "Then did you promise to take me as an apprentice?"

"Uh-huh," Dong Wusheng replied, narrowing his eyes, "but before I ask you a question—"

Ahsan sat expressionlessly, like a gothic metal-style doll in the window, her silver pupils were hollow, like silver buttons sewn into that face, and when she was still, she actually looked quite scary—but it was different when she nodded frantically flatteringly, "Master Dong, even if you ask, I must know everything and say everything." ”

"Okay," Dong Wusheng nodded with satisfaction, "Why are you called Sanna's mother? are they really fake? Don't worry, even if I ask for leave, I can escape the red envelope." ”

Ahsan: "?"

"Master, are you so poor?"

"I want you to take care of it," Dong Wusheng blinked weakly, "What, do you regret it?"

"How come!" Ahsan shook his head busily, his two ponytails rattling, "Master, if you are really short of money, I can ask Asa Leng for more pocket money and bring it to you." ”

Dong Wusheng: "......??"

Hey, she was just thinking that when she fought with Asa Leng in the future, unloading her weapon would be equivalent to unloading her hand, but now it seems that she is still light?

Is she underestimating Assaleng's hatred too much......?

"I suddenly had an idea......

"Is it a new idea to bully Asa Leng!" Dong Wusheng felt Ah San's eyes light up.

"Almost......" Dong Wusheng pondered for a while, "You tell me first whether they are real or fake?"

"It's almost ......," Ah Sang said in Dong Wusheng's tone, don't say it, it's quite similar, "It's almost true." ”

"Why? What evidence have you seen?"

For example, kissing, or coughing up......

Listening to the gossip made Dong Wusheng a little excited...... Just a little.

"No," Ah Sang shook his head, and without waiting for Dong Wusheng to be disappointed, he changed his words again, "But I'm a machine spirit who has been contracted with Asa Leng, and I can feel her heart, I think it's ...... It's almost true. ”

Dong Wusheng: "......!"

Oh roar, that's a lot more exciting than kissing and coughing.

"How much worse?"

"Hmm......" Ahsan pondered for a moment, "I'm about to kick it off." ”

"Okay!" Dong Wusheng slapped his palm, "Since that's the case, then you listen to my arrangement, and we'll do a big deal!"

......

That night, Ahsan took all of Asaleng's belongings and keys and fled to Dong Wusheng's side.

On the same night, Dong Wusheng packed his luggage, and then the farthest mission on the temple mission list rushed to the mission site overnight with Ah Sang and Madara.

It was also this night that Asa Leng finally released his immobilization, and returned to his temporary rental house in Rose Town in shame and shame, only to find that his door had been locked, and all the wallet keys were gone, even Ahsan's little white-eyed wolf was gone.

She followed Ahsan's breath all the way to the mayor's house, only to be told that Dong Wusheng had left with Ahsan to do her first mission.

Dong Wusheng?!she??

Although Assaleng really couldn't understand what was going on, the facts were too much for her to accept.

Once this fact is accepted, then the question arises -

Before Dong Wusheng comes back with Ah Sang and all her belongings, how should she live this day?

Ask a friend for help –

That's true, but there's a catch, all her friends are, it's just Sanna.

Are you going to ask Sanna for help?

“......”

It's a shame.

It's too embarrassing to be played around by that guy from Dong Wusheng.

It's really ...... Don't want Sanna to know.

Actually, it's nothing, right?

Assaleng struggled to convince himself.

Let's just say that I accidentally lost my key wallet...... No, only Sanna can do such a stupid thing as losing her key wallet.

That's stolen!

Ahhh

Asalom crouched on the side of the road, grabbing her hair in frustration, she didn't believe in any of them!

Otherwise...... Otherwise, just find a reason to talk to her late, and then according to that guy's character, I'm afraid he will propose that she leave alone so late, and simply stay overnight......

But it's not her style to chat with Sanna all the time!

Asa Leng held his head and completely shut himself up.

Forget it, no matter what, it's better than living on the streets, right? It's a big deal to talk about work......

Yes, let's talk about work!

Assaleng finally thought about it, went to Sanna's rented room, and knocked on the door.

However, she still thought of herself as too talkative, and she didn't know why, looking at Sanna, she said a few words and had nothing to say, she always felt that what she wanted to say, even if she didn't say Sanna, she understood it, and it would be very boring to talk about it......

Fortunately, even if there was nothing to say, Sanna had no intention of letting her go, and took the book to herself.

In order to hide the embarrassment of having nothing to do, Asa Leng also picked out one of the books that Sanna had taken and opened it, and pretended to read it.

Seeing this, Sanna glanced up at her, but there was no other reaction, and the next moment Sanna continued to immerse herself in her book.

This made Asalan breathe a sigh of relief.

She also knew that reading was not for her, and after leaving the slums, Sanna taught her to read and write, but she couldn't calm down and couldn't immerse herself in books like Sanna did.

But now let her do whatever she wants, as long as she doesn't sit still.

When it was time to rest, Sanna let her stay.

The rented house had only one bedroom, and when Sanna asked Assalon if she wanted to sleep with her, Assalon almost reflexively refused.

After refusing, Asa Leng wondered if he was overreacting, but Sanna didn't react in particular, just sighed naturally, said goodnight, and closed the bedroom door.

Assaleng sat alone on the sofa in the living room, and suddenly began to wonder, why did Sanna sigh just now?

She sighed as if, as if, as if...... It's like a mom facing her rebellious daughter in adolescence......

This thought made Asa Leng a little unhappy, why did she treat herself as a child?

Speaking of which, Sanna always treats herself like a child......

The more Asa Leng thought about it, the more unhappy he became.

It's been since a long time ago, no, it's always been!

Even if she later bought a house by her own efforts, and still had money to buy a lot of things for Sanna, in Sanna's eyes, Assalem always seemed to be the child she picked up from the slums, and this was the case when she bought a house! Sanna always felt that Assalem was fine to live with her, and there was no need to buy another house, let alone move out.

She didn't want that kind of care, she wanted to make Sanna feel amazing.

......

On the other side, Dong Wusheng, who couldn't sleep because of the carriage, was also thinking about the two of them.

Alas, in fact, if these two people don't succeed, she will definitely be beaten by Asa when she goes back...... Alas, this is too much of a bet......

Dong Wusheng regretted it a little, but at this time, it was useless to regret if he didn't do it.

She thought for a moment and patted Madara on the shoulder, "Madara, I have to ask you for something." ”

"You say. ”

"When we get back, if Assaleng wants to beat me, you'll have to stop me. ”

Madara: "......?"