Chapter 7 The Cultivation of Blackened Bamboo Horses ( 7 )

"We've known each other for so long, you've asked me no less than ten times what my name is!" Si Tinghao climbed onto the bed and sat next to Chu Yu, with some doubts in his eyes, "Do you have juvenile dementia!" ”

"It's not a family, it's not a family." Liang Chu glanced at Si Tinghao faintly, and jumped off the bed, "If you don't want to say it, you don't want to say it, it makes me want to know." ”

Chu Yu shrugged his shoulders and walked outside, Si Tinghao's eyes fell on her, and he exhaled slightly, with a hint of happiness in his eyes, this witch finally left.

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By the time Chu Yu was 14 years old, the two of them were about to graduate from middle school, Chu Yu was forced by Gu's mother to come to Si Tinghao, although she was very reluctant, but she agreed by looking at the eyes behind her.

The parents of the original owner had been staring at Chu Yu from behind, and they didn't take their eyes back until they saw her enter the Si family with her schoolbag on her back.

"Does your family have narcolepsy? Why do you ask me to have a weak woman come and wake him up every day? Chu Yu pursed the corners of his lips, with a little unhappiness in his tone, "Do you know that I'm very busy every day?" ”

[My master is wise and martial, handsome, how can he have narcolepsy! ] As soon as he heard Chu Yu say bad things about his family master, the fat group immediately quit, with a bit of solemnity in his tone.

“……”

Chu Yu pursed his lips and didn't speak, he walked a few steps and remembered something, and stopped, "You give me the reward I deserve, and I won't be deducted if I fail the task, right?" ”

【……】

What a host! How could such a person put buns on his master!

The fat group now seriously suspects that the mortal in front of him poisoned his family master's bun, and then his family master was angry and bloody, and then went crazy!

“……”

Chu Yu in the small world is full of black lines, and he doesn't know what to say, how to shield the stupid ideas of this meat ball!

Chu Yu walked to Si Tinghao's room without any obstacles, because he came to wake him up every day, the people of the Si family were used to it, and they regarded Chu Yu as their own family.

Chu Yu cautiously opened the door and looked at Si Tinghao, who was still asleep, walked to his bed, and looked at him a few times.

He seemed to be having some nightmare, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were slightly furrowed, but there was a rare uninhibited boy hidden in them, and his long eyelashes meekly attached to his eyes.

"Looks like I'm having a nightmare!" The corners of Chu Yu's mouth slightly hooked up a shallow smile, and the depths of his eyes showed a little tenderness, but if you look closely, you will find that there is nothing, and the cold is chilling.

Chu Yu took out the kettle that Gu's mother had prepared for her, the smile on the corner of her mouth changed from the previous gentleness to bad, the corners of her lips moved slightly, and then she poured the water on the sheet unhurriedly.

The water stains blurred on the sheets, Si Tinghao felt wet, opened his hazy eyes, Chu Yu's eyes shrank, and then threw the kettle into the small black room, which happened to hit the fat group's head.

[Damn, that turtle son dares to break ground on the head of the master. The fat group covered his round head and looked at the kettle about the size of him, and Carslan's big eyes were full of anger.

Chu Yu was startled by the sudden shouting of the fat group, and was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "...... It's me. ”

......The fat group was stunned for a moment, his expression was dumb and stupid, and he didn't know what to say.

What to do? What to do? What to do?

What if this stupid mortal hits his master?

Lord, I'm sorry for you! Amen!