"Little brother, little brother, where is your master?"

Wei Xiaoyu blinked innocently with big eyes.

Feng Wutear said that she is the most harmless to humans and animals.

When Mo Sen saw the visitor, his ears turned red again, and he didn't dare to look at Wei Xiaoyu's eyes.

"Miss Wei, do you have something to do with my master?"

"Mmmm, there's a relationship to talk to him about."

"In love?"

Mo Sen had a question mark on his face, hesitated for a moment, and thought that the master of Fang Zheng did not ask Wei Xiaoyu not to go to him.

So he pointed in one direction.

Wei Xiaoyu smiled wide-eyed: "Thank you, little brother, you are so good." ”

She lifted her feet and ran away happily, leaving the red-faced boy where she was.

Baozi stood in the garden and thought about it, and made up his mind to throw Wei Xiaoyu out later, and he would take it back in another way.

He pondered, again on his own turf, completely letting his guard down until he slowly felt his sleeves being pulled.

He came back to his senses and met the flattering eyes.

He pulled back his sleeves with a cold face.

"Baozi hero, don't be angry, then your food is not delicious, I will also give you advice, I just don't eat it."

After saying it aggrievedly, the misty eyes were matched with the gurgling stomach.

Baozi suddenly thought of what she said, he has really become a person who abuses the captives now, just think about her relationship with Feng Wuxian is okay, Feng Wuxian also has something to do with the goddess, and he doesn't want to hurt her in any way.

"That love letter...... I will write whatever you tell me to write, don't be angry. ”

"It's not a love letter." Even Baozi didn't notice it himself, and his tone was a little helplessly compromised.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll let the kitchen prepare."

The big tearful eyes suddenly cleared the sky, but they became aggrieved again: "Baozi hero, it's your cook, I still don't eat, but you help me more when I write the letter, I'm afraid I'll faint from hunger before I finish writing." ”

I really can't give her some color, I have to inch in.

Baozi's face darkened, and he suddenly thought of something, and beckoned to Mo Sen.

"Who cooked today?"

"Master, it's Mo Qi."

Wei Xiaoyu's eyes quickly lit up for a moment.

"Someone else and do it again." After Baozi finished speaking, he looked at Wei Xiaoyu's gaze and was not so cold.

So he changed to a cook, the food was much more delicious, and Wei Xiaoyu ate it happily.

"Bun hero, aren't you hungry? Let's eat together. The girl's mouth was stuffed with vegetables.

Looking at the way she was eating, Baozi suddenly felt that the food on the table seemed to be really fragrant, but he didn't respond, and looked at her silently, with a look in his eyes.

"Do you know the leader of the Beggar Gang?"

"Yes." She continued to stuff her meal, nodding her head quickly, without the slightest hint of concealment.

"What's your relationship?"

Wei Xiaoyu swallowed the food, looked at the bun and smiled, his eyes crooked, and his hands were open under his chin.

"He's a thief of flowers, I'm a flower."

Baozi's eyes were cold in vain, and he glanced at Wei Xiaoyu.

Shameless!

This woman is really shameless, she has just changed her opinion a little, and now it seems that she is the straw bale lady, just so shameless.

After eating and drinking, Wei Xiaoyu burped with satisfaction, and rubbed her stomach regardless of her image.

This time, Baozi directly took the four treasures of the study room and put them in front of Wei Xiaoyu's eyes, looking at her coldly.

Under the cold eye urging of Baozi, she twisted her eyebrows and took the pen.

"Bun hero, I really can't write."

Baozi ignored her sincerity: "Hurry up and write to Feng Wuxian and exchange it for you with Wuhuo's heart method, otherwise don't blame me ......"

"Bun hero, don't tear up the ticket." Wei Xiaoyu looked scared, and then wrote with a resolute face: "The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred is endless." ”

Baozi was stunned for a moment, how could such a decisive word come out of the mouth of a straw bale lady? Is she really a straw bale?

He took the paper back to his senses, the corners of his mouth twitching.

She's really a straw bale, absolutely!

"What is this?"

Wei Xiaoyu blinked and blinked her eyes widely: "Love letter, can't you see it?" ”

Baozi's face was as black as a cloud of ink on the paper.

Is that a word? Isn't it just a few big drops of ink?

Seeing that the bun was on the verge of going berserk, Wei Xiaoyu hurriedly explained: "I said that I can't write." ”

So that's what she calls not being able to write?

Baozi's face was still dark and dull, and although she couldn't see it, she could feel it.

"It's better to hold my handwriting, so it's my own handwriting." Wei Xiaoyu made a suggestion very responsibly.

For now, it seems that this is the only way.

Baozi walked behind her with a dark face, looking at the table with a trembling breath.

Seeing this, Wei Xiaoyu smiled dryly and grabbed the blackened paper and threw it aside, and threw several sheets before revealing the white color.

Baozi gritted her teeth and endured, holding her hand and sliding it across the paper.

Mom, the male god, the male god is holding her hand.

Wei Xiaoyu looked at the words flowing from her hand calmly, strong and powerful.

Before he could put his pen away, Wei Xiaoyu suddenly turned his head with a trace of cunning in his eyes.

Her lips crossed the mask of the bun.

Baozi retreated in a panic, the girl's unique fragrance was still in his arms, and the kiss that fell on the mask seemed to fall on his face, and his face under the mask was red and red.

"Shameless." Baozi gritted his teeth, really wishing to strangle her now.

Wei Xiaoyu looked shy, yes, shy, but his eyes were full of smiles after success.

"Gee, they didn't mean it."

After speaking, he picked up the piece of paper again, and took it gracefully: "The words of the bun hero, I am really reluctant to give it away." ”

The bun was angry, and then he realized that he had been tricked, even if he held her hand to write, wasn't it still what he wrote? There's no need to hold her hand.

This woman is really shameless.

Baozi snatched the paper and walked away.