The next morning, Lin Qingyin was led by the housekeeper to the empty room next door.

When I opened the door, I was greeted by a neatly stacked house full of bills.

Like the warehouse of a factory that produces toy banknotes.

The old master of the flower family passed from behind.

Lin Qingyin smiled reservedly: "Grandpa Hua, I want a bodyguard." ”

"Got someone?"

"No, it's responsible for helping me carry the money."

Old Flower Master: ......

The old master of the flower family waved his hand and motioned for the housekeeper to do it.

At this time, the flower tree came down from the upper floor and was passing the second floor, and the flower tree walked over to this side: "Good morning, grandpa." ”

"Good morning."

The old master of the flower family softened his eyebrows a little.

Hua Cishu's gaze could naturally see Lin Qingyin, but his gaze was just a normal and unavoidable sweep.

And Lin Qingyin faced him, and his attitude was even colder than his.

It's very noble and cold.

The old master of the Hua family and the flower cishu went downstairs side by side, and Lin Qingyin and the housekeeper followed.

Zero-Zero-Wanton thinks that the virus is probably taking the "oh woman, you have attracted my attention" route?

"You...... Really don't plan to harmonize the Great Demon King? ”

The food of the Hua family was of high quality, and Lin Qingyin took a sip of porridge.

The wonderful warm taste in the throat can be regarded as a complete farewell to the difficult conditions of the last days.

At the dining table, Lin Qingyin glanced at the pale side face of the young man Qingjun.

It's really beautiful.

Harmony, on the surface, there is no loss.

Lin Qingyin smiled in his mind: "You are a little eager to try." ”

"Huh? No, I'm not, I'm not. ”

What does it mean to be eager to try?

He dares to take a leap to the Great Demon King of Harmony?

Spicy chicken host, he just has a heart that is ready to move.

"Ah, yes, that's a word that suits you better."

Stupid.

Pretty cute name.

There was a strange sound in my head, some system was probably scratching the wall?

The boy's perception was very keen, and when he noticed that someone was looking at him, he instantly locked on to that person with his eyes.

If it were in the past, the boy would not have paid attention to the gaze placed on him.

So his current behavior is very abnormal.

However, Lin Qingyin just lowered his eyes and stirred the eight-treasure porridge in his bowl, looking unimpressed.

So the rhetorical tree didn't care.

It's just a spring breeze blowing off a petal of flowers, how could the boy ever care?

Hua Cishu didn't care, so after finishing the meal, when he stepped on the stairs to go back to his room, he only thought that the person who stepped on his steps and went upstairs behind him did not exist.

When they reached the platform on the second floor, the two of them were about to go in the wrong direction.

Because the space on the third floor belongs exclusively to the Flower Tree.

The vast majority of people in this world are not qualified to touch the top things.

Those who stay on the second floor can only stay on the second floor, and they do not have the right to go up to the third floor.

But what did she do, who was destined to stay on the second floor?

She took advantage of the fact that the boy didn't pay attention to her, and suddenly forced the boy into a corner.

The boy took several steps backwards, and the other man, in a one-arm stance against the wall, violated his domain.

Zero: Oh!

He's so excited about this world.

The young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes were quenched with coldness.

"Zhu Yan."

The clear, cold voice implied warning.

Because of physical reasons, he spends most of his time in the old mansion of the Hua family, and his skin is very white.

When the light in his eyes cooled down, he only had a snow that was not stained with red dust.

Lin Qingyin stretched out his hand to straighten the hem of the front of his shirt for him, and hung his head slightly without speaking.

A strand of her long permed hair slipped down her shoulders, making her well-behaved and playful.

Hua Cishu looked at the little head in front of his chest, and was in a trance for a second.

Zero Zero held his breath and stared.

There was a delicate balance in the aura between the two, and he was afraid that as soon as he spoke, this peaceful scene would be broken.

But the balance will never last long.