The Innocent Son directly led Lu Wanxing back to his room, on a two-story building, the entire floor was divided into two halves, with a huge living room on one side and a spacious bedroom on the other. There are few furnishings, but they are very fine. The reddish-brown wooden furniture is simple, simple and atmospheric.

As soon as he entered the door, he could feel the extraordinary bearing of the master, Lu Wanxing took a rough look, and always felt that Wuxian did not match the aura of this room, and he had a cold energy all over his body, which made it difficult for people to associate with the atmosphere.

But what does it matter, she doesn't plan to make a deep friendship with him.

Wuxian entered the door and sat at the table of the Eight Immortals, stretched out his hand and was about to pick up the teapot, glanced at Lu Wanxing, who was looking around, he swept his voice and said in a low voice: "Don't serve tea yet?" ”

"Huh!?" When Lu Wanxing heard his words, she was stunned for a moment, and her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, showing the disgust in her heart. Wuxian coughed twice, her fingertips were a little anxious and clasped the table, and Lu Wanxing suddenly reacted to her current identity, a personal maid! Of course, she had to do the work of serving tea and pouring water.

So he lifted the teapot and shook it, made sure that there was still water in it, took a water cup, poured half a cup of water and brushed it first, poured the water out, and then poured him another half cup of water. With the fingertips of both hands, he handed it to the innocent. The mouth also said respectfully: "Childe, please use!" ”

Wuxian's gaze has been glued to her body, from the time she washed the teacup to the tea, his eyes from the top of Lu Wanxing's lowered head, all the way to see her exposed half of her neck, wrists, back of hands, fingers. She has delicate little hands, fingers as sharp as fresh bamboo shoots, a very white complexion, and crescent-shaped nails are pink and shiny. I can't tell that this is a village girl's hand at all, but it looks like a pampered young lady.

Lu Wanxing lowered her head for a while, and didn't see her hands become lighter, so she spoke again: "Son, please use it!" ”

Wuxian was pulled back to her thoughts by her voice, savored it, her words were respectful, but not humble or arrogant, her voice had the softness of a girl, and a restrained calmness. It was originally two different styles, but they unexpectedly merged on her alone. After reading countless people, I pondered for a while, and felt more and more that Lu Wanxing was very interesting.

Reached out and took the teacup and put it to his mouth, pecked it gently, lowered his eyes and asked, "What's your name?" How old is it? Who else is in the house? ”

Lu Wanxing listened to his questioning, there was nothing special, so he stood up straight, looked at him shallowly, and said 1510: "The little girl is the youngest daughter of the Lu family in Huaishupo, Lu Wanxing, 14 years old this year, her mother died early, her father has been missing for many years, and she lives with her grandmother and uncle. ”

Wuxian didn't expect that Lu Wanxing would face him when he answered her, so he took the teacup and drank a little more, and when he was about to put the teacup on the table, he felt an inquiring gaze, he lifted his eyelids, and just caught Lu Wanxing's eyes looking at him. He thought that Lu Wanxing would stagger his gaze in a panic, and even lower his head in shame, or he would have seen those timid women, and the next words would be incoherent.

But Lu Wanxing was completely unexpected. After colliding with his gaze, not only did he not panic and dodge, but he was able to maintain a flat gaze to look at him. Completely unaffected by him, he should explore and explore, and he should speak and speak.

He was really amazed by her gaze, not only because these watery eyes were smart and interesting, but also because she could not be surprised when facing him, such calmness, which ordinary girls could not do.

After Lu Wanxing finished speaking, the two of them still maintained a posture of looking at each other, tilted their heads, gently hooked half of the corners of their mouths, and said with a smile: "Is it good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful!" Lu Wanxing smiled slightly, telling the truth, the eyes of Wuxian are the kind of deep European-style eyes, the eyelids are very thin, and the eye sockets are slightly deep. The whole face appears three-dimensional and deep. His complexion is yellow to white, and he looks very clean. He sat there quietly, gestures, and the smell of books became stronger. It seems that the innocent who entered the door and the white-faced scholar outside the door are not the same person. He laughs idly and comfortably.

"Hehe......" Wuxian's smile was light and short, the corners of his mouth quickly converged, and even the gaze that looked at Lu Wanxing on his face became cold, and his tone was also cold, he said: "A maid should have the proportions of a maid, so she looks directly at the master, and comments on the master's appearance, you are really a mountain village girl, there are no rules." ”

Lu Wanxing was reprimanded by him, only his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he still said with a polite smile on his face: "Son's anger." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a hearty laugh outside the door, and the sound would never be forgotten after hearing it once, just because the laughter was contrived enough not to be distracted. There is no one else who can laugh like this except Zhao Dacheng.

"Brother Wuwu," he didn't even knock on the door, and just pushed the door in. Seeing Lu Wanxing standing opposite Wuwu, she took a step back a little embarrassed, slapped her big hand on the door twice, and said helplessly: "I'm a rough person, I always forget the rule of knocking on the door before entering the door, why didn't I bother you?" ”

He smiled faintly, reprimanded Lu Wanxing and said, "There are guests who still don't look at the seats, serve tea?" ”

When Lu Wanxing heard this, he immediately pulled out a chair opposite him, and quickly poured a cup of tea for Zhao Dacheng.

Zhao Dacheng looked at the landing evening star, but he hadn't sat down yet.

Wuxian reprimanded impatiently: "Stupid, clumsy, the mountain village aunt is the mountain village girl, everything must be ordered one by one." If it weren't for the special scar on your head, how could I have taken you by my side on a whim? ”

Lu Wanxing stood on one side with her head down, looking at her nose and nose, looking at her heart, I don't know what kind of wind this is smoking, isn't it schizophrenia?

Zhao Dacheng laughed again, took a sip of tea, and said: "If the virtuous brother thinks she is clumsy, I will send a few more, why bother with a girl." ”

Wuxian still seemed to be angry, picked up the fan and pointed at Lu Wanxing and said, "Look at it, look at it, standing here stupidly, I don't know how to prepare fruit snacks to entertain guests?" ”

"Oh!" Lu Wanxing looked at it with her head covered, and was just about to go to the bedroom, when her impatient voice sounded again: "You really don't know, who will put the food in the bedroom, go downstairs and find the kitchen to get it." The kitchen is downstairs on the right-hand side, find a woman named Zhang's mother, and the fruit should be cleaned! ”

Lu Wanxing was uncomfortable listening to his commanding tone, but unfortunately he had to bow his head under the low eaves. went out of the door hard, and before he stepped up the stairs, he heard Zhao Dacheng say: "Actually, she looks pretty good, can that scar be removed?" ”