In the days that followed, the witch faithfully played the role of her sister, taking care of her brother, who was three years younger than her.

In addition to going to the bathroom, the witch guarded Luo Youcheng every step of the way, and slept on the floor in Luo Youcheng's room at night. So much so that Luo Youcheng was often woken up at dawn by her dream love words with Long Arm.

On the evening of the fourth day, Luo Youcheng said something bad before driving the witch back to his room to sleep. During the day, Luo Youcheng doesn't want a witch to guard, after all, there is smart housekeeping at home. The witch complied and went out to prepare for the relocation of Bunlan.

Jiang Xiaoyu spent most of his time in Benlan Town except for patrolling during the day. As a sentimental heroine who believes in words and deeds, she conscientiously protects the townspeople of Benlan Town before the relocation, even if she sits idly on the city wall for most of the day.

But she must return to the underground villa of Merry every night for dinner. The temptation of good food is incomprehensible to everyone, especially someone like her, who has been eating fake food for more than a decade. She suspected that her cheap brother was not vomiting from meningitis or glioma, but from the yellow paste-like dark dish.

Listening to the other three people, the meals cooked by the villa's artificial intelligence are not excellent, and they are barely in the mouth. And the uncle of the cheap brother, the meal he makes is the real delicacy in the world. Jiang Xiaoyu actually had a trace of yearning for the academy, but as a guardian, she couldn't leave northern Yunnan after all.

On this day, Jiang Xiaoyu returned to the underground villa on time at eight o'clock in the evening. When Shang Shiyin saw her, he clapped his hands and shouted, "Butler, open the meal." ”

What made Jiang Xiaoyu curious was that the meal was not served from the kitchen, but from the big black box in the corner of the house.

"Sister Xiaoyu, this is what we specially delivered from the academy through the black box, it has just been done, come and try it." The merchant greeted her.

"The black box still works?" Jiang Xiaoyu said curiously.

"That's natural, Mr. inherited all the wealth of Master Su, including the black box system." Shang Shiyin looked proud, as if the heir to the property was himself.

Shang Shiyin knew that Mr. was bent on recruiting Sister Xiaoyu. My sister and brother were all called, but Sister Xiaoyu never meant to join the gang.

Shang Shiyin found that Sister Xiaoyu was quite interested in food, so he thought about hooking her stomach first and then taking away her heart. For this reason, he painstakingly observed for a few days, and according to Jiang Xiaoyu's preferences, he and his eldest brother agreed on a dinner recipe.

The witch pushed Luo Youcheng out in a wheelchair. In fact, Luo Youcheng walked slowly without any problem, but the witch was resolutely opposed, fearing that if he was not careful, the bone spur on the thoracic vertebrae would puncture his heart capsule.

"Sister, hurry up and taste it, it won't taste good when it's cold." After Luo Youcheng finished speaking, he felt that this sentence was familiar.

On the dining table, there are five dishes and one soup: fruit and vegetable fish roe rolls, Qiaozitou vinegar pork, boiling fish stream, crispy lotus root yuan, black pepper beef tenderloin and fish fillet tofu soup. You don't have to move your mouth, just your nose, it's a pleasure.

It's too luxurious, Jiang Xiaoyu shook her head, "You usually eat this?" ”

The merchant was well versed in the truth of overreach, and hurriedly said: "How can there be so extravagance? Usually the academy eats okay, but it's far worse than that. Those of us who went out on staff haven't eaten at the academy for almost two months, and this is a special reward for us. ”

Jiang Xiaoyu sat down peacefully.

Good food is indispensable to accompany good wine.

Jiang Xiaoyu is not good at drinking, and Mr. also needs to be taken care of. Shang Shiyin was very considerate and transferred a piece of Canadian ice wine from the black box sorting center. This wine does not have a high alcohol content, and the taste is refreshing, sweet and mellow, not like wine, but more like an alcoholic drink.

Whether it is a dish or an ice wine, it is very suitable for Jiang Xiaoyu's taste.

Jiang Xiaoyu knew that this matter must have been handled by Shang Shiyin, and his cheap brother didn't have such a delicate mind. She couldn't help but be secretly vigilant, the tights man across the table wouldn't take a fancy to her, right? Since seeing himself, everything the tights man has done has deliberately catered to himself, which is by no means what Jiang Xiaoyu, who made the grand wish of "the slave hunting team will not be destroyed, and the lonely old man will live for life", wants.

wanted to think about it, but Jiang Xiaoyu's chopsticks never stopped for a moment, and the wine glass was raised again and again.

Luo Youcheng, who was struggling, held a plate of nutritious meals customized for him by the smart housekeeper, looking at the table full of dishes, the three of them were staggered, drinking each other very happily, and couldn't help but salivate like rain. He ate most of his nutritious meal in disgrief, and said that he was not feeling well, and asked the witch to push him back into his room.

The witch didn't pay attention to Luo Youcheng's expression, this woman lost her soul as long as she had wine, even if the wine almost didn't smell like wine. She hurriedly helped Luo Youcheng to the bed, covered him with a thin quilt, and trotted back to the table.

Shang Shiyin felt that the ice wine was not strong enough, so he had already beckoned the intelligent butler to bring him a bottle of macro wine and filled himself with a glass. The witch saw her greed and wanted to change her wine.

"Go aside." The merchant said impatiently, "You still have to take care of Mr., this wine is not your share." ”

The witch picked up her chopsticks and struck them, then slammed them on the table and sipped away the ice wine from her glass.

Jiang Xiaoyu, who was not very strong in alcohol, was already dizzy at this time, and when he saw the wine bottle in Shang Shiyin's hand, his eyes shrank. "My father has collected this wine, I remember that a bottle costs six hundred credits, don't you feel heartache when you drink it like this?"

Shang Shiyin thought to himself, the ice wine you drink costs 700 credit for a bottle, but I won't say it, so as not to make you feel distressed.

"Anyway, I didn't spend any money, and I didn't feel heartache." After Shang Shiyin finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu, saw that her face was not good, and said, "Sister Xiaoyu, with your intelligence, you can probably see that today's dinner was specially arranged by me." Do you know why I arranged it this way? ”

Jiang Xiaoyu's heart tightened, and half of the wine dissipated. This guy won't really take a fancy to me, will he? How do I refuse?

Seeing that Jiang Xiaoyu didn't answer, the merchant continued: "I want to tell you that life should be so beautiful. ”

Jiang Xiaoyu hated in his heart and said: I know that this guy is not well-intentioned, and he wants to tempt me with food, but there is no door. Eat my brother's, use my brother's, and dare to pose in front of me.

Seeing that she still didn't speak, the merchant thought that she felt something, and said passionately: "The goal of our academy is to let everyone live like this. ”

Jiang Xiaoyu's heart was shocked: This goal is so ambitious, in comparison, what kind of ambition is it to kill a few thieves by yourself?

Shang Shiyin propped his hands on the table, his eyes burning, "Sister Xiaoyu, join us and help the academy develop and grow." ”

Only then did Jiang Xiaoyu know that he had misunderstood Shang Shiyin. She admits that when Shang Shiyin said the goal of the academy, she was moved. But she can't, the academy doesn't have the strength to resist hundreds of forces, unless she is willing to abandon her people in the northern region, her joining may only harm the academy.

It seems that Shang Shiyin only made his own claims for his own solicitation, and did not communicate with his younger brother in advance.

Jiang Xiaoyu shook his head with a smile, raised his wine glass and said, "Cheers to my brother's ambition!" ”

The merchant thought that Jiang Xiaoyu had agreed, and happily raised his glass.

The witch was upset that she didn't change it to wine, and raised the ice wine bottle.

The merchant shook her head, "Take it easy, your wine is more expensive than mine." ”

When the witch heard this, she hurriedly replaced the bottle with a glass.

Shang Shiyin drank it all, sat down and said, "Our husband and little master have been together for a long time. But he also held his little hand, hugged his small waist, and was affectionate and polite. Do you know why? ”

Jiang Xiaoyu and the witch were immediately interested. The end times are really boring, and it's hard to listen to gossip in ordinary times.

Shang Shiyin moistened his lips with Hongjiu, leaned forward, lowered his voice and said, "This matter is limited to the three of us, not the fourth person. ”

Seeing that the two of them were nodding their heads, Shang Shiyin continued: "As my mother told me, Mr. made a great wish, he wants all the people in the world to live in the sun, the world is restless, and he will not talk about marriage. ”

The witch was not interested, she had heard about her brother's ambition, but it was not as exaggerated as Shang Shiyin said, and the latter sentence should have been added by himself.

Jiang Xiaoyu secretly said, how can this grand wish sound more ruthless than his lonely life? How much perseverance does that take?

Shang Shiyin stated a fact, but the reason was his misinterpretation. Where is his husband and little master and wife because of their ambitions and not affection, there are too many people who stir up the scene.

Shang Shiyin was interested, "If you think, if you don't have meat to eat, forget it." But what does it feel like to have a plate of meat in front of you and you can't eat it? It's tormenting! ”

Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but pour herself a full glass of ice wine, she wanted to make a toast for her younger brother.

Shang Shiyin was sure that he had basically persuaded Sister Xiao Yu, so he only nodded and confirmed, and was suddenly full of pride, "I want to drink three cups for Sister Xiao Yu, for Mr., and for the academy." ”

After speaking, he didn't forget to turn his head and remind the witch: "You take it easy, Mr. needs someone to take care of you." ”

The witch glared at him angrily and sat down to pour herself a drink.

Shang Shiyin and Jiang Xiaoyu touched three glasses in a row, put the cups on the dining table, and asked, "Sister Xiaoyu, how is it?" ”

Jiang Xiaoyu's alcohol was too shallow, and after three glasses, her pupils had lost focus, and her head shook and asked, "What...... What do you think? ”

"Join the book...... The merchant didn't speak, and saw that Jiang Xiaoyu's head had already dropped on the table.

"Sister Xiaoyu, is this a promise?" Shang Shiyin obviously didn't expect this result.

The witch glared at him and said angrily, "How do I know." After speaking, he bypassed the dining table and went to Fujiang Xiaoyu to return to the room.

The witch covered Jiang Xiaoyu with a thin quilt, quietly retreated, and closed the door.

Jiang Xiaoyu, who was in a coma, opened her eyes. The perseverance of the merchant is really a bit difficult, and she can only escape by drinking. However, life here is truly fascinating, and it is wonderful to think that everyone can live such a life. She laughed, her eyes narrowed.

In the restaurant, Shang Shiyin didn't get the final result, and he was a little annoyed. After drinking three glasses of macro wine in a row, the strength of the wine has also increased. So he also shook back to his room to rest.

When the witch returned to the dining room, she saw the small half bottle of Hongjiu that Shang Shiyin had drunk, so she walked over and took it in her hand. Fortunately, she didn't forget her duty, thought about it, and made a bunk in Luo Youcheng's room. She sat on the bunk, glanced at the sleeping Luo Youcheng, and took a sip of wine.

It wasn't until the wine ran out that she tiptoed to Luo Youcheng's bedside, confirmed that he was okay, and went back to sleep on the floor.

In the middle of the night, Luo Youcheng was woken up by the sound of talking, and he was vague, and he heard a few words clearly: Xing'an, jewelry, and fat.

There was also a large smell of alcohol in the room.