Chapter 31 I am a poet

Parked the car, Xuan Mo carried a certain big cat to the house, this is the reason why he took a taxi, every time he saw this big cat, he was drunk in a daze.

"I haven't slept yet." walked in, but saw that there was still a light in the living room, and Ran Bing and Hong Lian were sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Well, when you come back, this is..."Ran Bing looked behind Xuan Mo.

"My friend."

Xuan Mo said and carried the big cat upstairs, there was an exclusive room for the big cat on it, fortunately, there were many rooms in his house, even if there were two more people, there would be a vacant room.

After placing the big cat, Xuan Mo left the room.

"Well, go to bed early, and take you two out to buy some clothes tomorrow." Xuan Mo, who was still in the living room, said.

"Buying clothes?"

"That's right, go back to sleep." Xuan Mo rubbed his head, he didn't drink less.

Took a shower and just lay down on the bed.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door.

"The door is unlocked."

The words fell, the door was slowly opened, Hong Lian came in with a bowl, and Xuan Mo smelled the sour smell.

"I... I read in a book that sour plum soup makes drunk people more comfortable. Hong Lian lowered her head and said, her face was red, because Xuan Mo didn't wear anything on her upper body, no wonder other girls were shy.

Looking at Hong Lian, who was still a little restrained, Xuan Mo smiled, "Put it down, I'll drink it, thank you." ”

"It's... It's what I'm supposed to do. ”

Hong Lian put the soup on the table, but her appearance did not change at all.

"Don't be afraid, in the future, this will be your home, although there are still a lot of injustices and oppression in this world, but no one will bully you in this family, you don't have to be so restrained, there is no lighthouse here, and there is no spirit cage." Xuan Mo comforted softly, he knew that Hong Lian and Ran Bing, who had grown up in the environment of the lighthouse, would be a little hesitant when they first came to this world.

Ran Bing is better, after all, she was born as a wilderness hunter, her psychological quality is there, and her ability to accept it is also strong, while Hong Lian was just a dust person before, and after being judged as a dust person from birth, the lighthouse taught her only obedience.

This kind of concept, which has been implanted since childhood, suddenly changed the environment, and it is normal to have no opinions for a while.

"Then, later... I'll do the work at home. Red Mercy asked in a low voice.

Xuan Mo nodded, if she really didn't let her do anything, I was afraid that she would be even more worried.

However, after seeing Xuan Mo agree, Hong Lian did not leave, and still stood there pretty.

……

Liyu Fanglin is on the high pavilion, and the new outfit is glamorous.

Yinghu Ning Jiao didn't go in at first, and greeted him with a smile when he came out.

The face of the enchantress is like a flower with dew, and the jade tree shines in the backyard.

The flowers do not bloom for long, and they fall red and fall all over the ground and return to silence.

This Yushu backyard flower is one of Xuan Mo's favorite poems, but it has not been allowed to explore the artistic conception in it, but last night... He came to his senses!

The tip of his nose was surrounded by a good fragrance, and the soft and delicate in his arms opened his eyes unconsciously.

The eye is the beautiful face of the tired and sleeping.

He tiptoed up and put on some clothes, went to the bathroom to wash up, and returned to the house to see Honglian, who was still not awake, Xuan Mo wiped his nose...

Shaking his head and not reminiscing about that, he got dressed and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

But he didn't think that by the time he got to the kitchen, there were already people here.

"Ran Bing?"

The figure with his back to Xuan Mo was stiffened, and then turned around slowly.

"Poof!" Xuan Mo sprayed directly.

"How did you do that?" Xuan Mo couldn't hold back a smile, but because of this, Ran Bing's face was black and mimeographed, and he didn't know which auto mechanic he thought it was.

"Ugh." Ran Bing looked embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "I want to make breakfast, but..."

Xuan Mo understood what was going on, and looked at Ran Bing with a funny look, everyone's food in the lighthouse was arranged by the chef, and the others had their own full-time roles for others, Ran Bing was a member of the Hunters, in other words, a combatant, how could he cook such a job?

"Okay, okay, go wash it up, I'll get it."

"Oh." Ran Bing hid his face and slipped away.

Shaking his head funny, Xuan Mo began to tidy up the messy kitchen, and began to prepare breakfast, which was very simple, toast, fried eggs, milk, fruit and vegetable salad, and finally made a pot of candied date brown sugar porridge after thinking about it.