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Ying Di's eyes drifted from the hands of Twilight and the stubborn master, like a wisp of breeze blowing across the water, with a little ripple, the lines faded, and then there was silence.

These two people are really excessive, showing affection in public, it's too bad.

Chang Xi glanced lightly, and added the reason why Twilight had not finished speaking: "Besides, the stubborn master has already shown his face, and it is most appropriate for him to come forward." ”

"Well, that's it," Twilight said, looking at the recalcitrant master, "After you choose a house, you can prepare it." ”

"Okay," the stubborn lord readily agreed, stretching out his hands, "Twilight, I want a reward, I want a hug." ”

Twilight glanced at Ying Di, who had a sinking face, and Chang Xi, who seemed to be light and light, and politely hugged the stubborn master, but the time was only a second, and then let go: "Stop a little, don't make any more trouble." ”

"Hmm." The stubborn lord nodded and continued to pick up the food on the table to eat.

He already has experience in picking snacks, those small pastries that seem to be delicately packaged are not delicious at all, but those that are not very delicate have a very good taste, fragrant and delicious.

Ying Tu couldn't help but roll his eyelids, extremely disdainful of the delicious attributes of the stubborn master. He leaned against the window and yawned, his whole body shrouded in a state of tiredness, and slowly closed his eyes.

The sun was bright and the sun was exceptionally warm after the drizzle.

Ying Di seemed to be able to feel the heat wave lingering in the air, as if he was in a sea of fire, burning him physically and mentally.

Probably, he's going to sleep again.

Suddenly, a cold, soft patch of skin rested on the side of his cheek, just separating the board from his skin, preventing his cheek from sticking directly to the board.

Ying Tu raised his head in confusion, opened his sleepy eyes, and was slightly stunned, oh, it's twilight......

It turned out that Twilight was worried that his cheek was on the board, so he blocked his face with his palm, so that he was uncomfortable and pillowed in Twilight's hands.

Uh, it's nice to be away at dusk.

Ying Tu's heart is soft and soft, warm as a pot of boiling tea.

He rubbed it in Twilight's palm, as if to thank Twilight, it was the most shy entanglement between lovers, even if they didn't touch each other's lips, but they could make each other feel each other's body temperature, and a heart was closer.

"Twilight, I'm sleepy, I'......m sleepy," Ying Di's voice hid a bit of grievance.

Lately, he doesn't know what's wrong, he's always groggy and muddy, and he has to sleep for a while every now and then, and he can't help Twilight at all.

He was afraid that Twilight would blame him, and he felt guilty, but he couldn't lose that face and apologized to Twilight.

In this world, it seems that no vampire will apologize for being sleepy.

The stubborn lord will definitely laugh at him as 'Emperor Jue', the sleeping Jue, the emperor's emperor.

"It's okay, you can sleep if you want, I'll accompany you." Twilight stroked Yingdi's hair, sent the person into the palm of her hand, and coaxed Yingdi to sleep.

Time is long, when will her little emperor grow up?

At the beginning, during these difficult years, she remembers sleeping for 500 years. When I woke up from a dream, I had already changed from childhood to adolescence.

To borrow a sentence from the ancestor: There are women in the Twilight family who have just grown up.

Lao Zu really likes her, not because of her identity, or because of the contact between her parents who went around and around in their lives......

"Then, then I'll sleep." Ying Tu paused and closed his eyes, he was a little ashamed, after all, he had despised the stubborn master just now, but in the blink of an eye, Twilight Li Chao hugged him in public, and he was reluctant to push Twilight away.

Ying Tu reflected on himself in a drowsy state. In this world, everyone is selfish, including him, and no one is exempt.

Then let him have a dream for the time being, and he won't wake up for a long time. Hopefully, in that endless sleep, Twilight can stay with him until he wakes up from his sleep......

Crunchy.

The carriage moved forward leisurely, tossing and turning around the entire Nujiao City, and finally, it finally stopped in front of an unusually prosperous and high-end private house on the opposite street of the Shoucheng Mansion.

Twilight picks and chooses this house.

In Nujiaocheng, not all the houses are ancient coffin boards.

Just like the stubborn lord said, the vision of the blood people is high, and they naturally crave more beautiful things, not only delicious food, but also the overall standard of living, as well as the usual accommodation conditions.

The servants parked the carriage, held paper umbrellas, and went up to knock on the door.

At this time, it was close to noon, and the sun was in full bloom, which was the time for the blood people to take refuge in the shade and rest.

The servants had knocked on the door for a long time, and they were about to lose confidence, when a series of slow footsteps appeared in the courtyard, apparently waking the sleeping master's house.

A young man rubbed his eyes and opened the door, poked his neck to look out, and asked in a muttered voice, "Who are you looking for?" ”

In broad daylight, are these people idle and bored? Don't you have to sleep?

"Hello, this little boy, my young man has something to visit the head of the family, please pass it on." The servant said politely.

However, the little boy looked disapproving, leaned against the door panel, raised his hand to scrape his hair, woke up a little sleepy, and said, "Who is your son?" What is the matter with the head of the house? ”

"This ......" the servant hesitated, but still remained polite, "I'm afraid that I can't talk to you in detail with the little boy, or bother you......"

"What are you bothering about!" The little boy lost his temper and interrupted the servant with a bad attitude, "If you have something to say, hurry up." My son doesn't have the spare time to accompany you here to bask in the sun. ”

"No, this young man ......" The servant tried to communicate with the young man, but was interrupted by the young man again.

"I mean, what's the matter with you? Hasn't it already been said? If you have something to say, say it. Isn't the head of the family here? The boy held out a finger and pointed it to the tip of his nose.

He felt that there was a reason why these servants could not be masters, because there were two things: one could not read the face, and the other could not listen to him.

Of course, the second point is particularly important.

The servant was indeed a little surprised, and looked the little boy up and down, "I'm sorry, but you are the master of this house?" ”

"What? Isn't it like? The little boy frowned, squinted at the servant, and spoke in a somewhat arrogant and uninhibited tone, and seemed quite impetuous, lacking a little of the calmness and dignity of the head of the family: "Do you want me to take out the deed and show it to you?" ”

"This," said the servant, who always looked hesitant, and after pondering for a few seconds, smiled and respectfully, "little boy, it would be great if you could bring the deed of the land with it." ”

It also saves their Lord Nightlord trouble, and they can save some energy to clean up their new home.

The servant's abacus was quite good.