Tu Yu took her knife and scratched it on the wooden bar.

Because, with nothing to do, she plans to carve an object to kill time.

"Make a small object." Tu Yu replied to Song Ling'er.

"What a little thing? What can this wood do? Song Ling'er said and sat down beside him. She actually had a good impression of the boy, he didn't talk much about life, but his voice was very good.

Sitting next to him, the fragrance emanating from his body made her feel a little cool in this hot summer.

No wonder the second brother likes him, she also likes him a little.

It's like, if only his face didn't have that eye-catching birthmark.

"You'll see it later." Tu Yu carved intently.

She was so engrossed in what she was doing that she didn't notice that there was a person sitting on the other side of her.

That person was none other than Yehotaru who had come looking for her.

Nightfly sat there, concentrating on sniffing the scent of the people around him.

There was an excited look in his eyes, this was the person!

However, he was a little puzzled, how could it be a boy?

He leaned close to the people around him and looked closely at his face.

A feeling of déjà vu hit his heart.

Eyes, yes, are his eyes.

Those eyes that are as clear as water can't be wrong.

Is this guy really a monster? Can grow from a woman to a man!

It doesn't matter if she's a man or a woman, it's good that he's her.

He was going to test him, to see if the man remembered him.

Tu Yu felt a hot gaze on her.

It's a little hard for her to ignore, his gaze is too presumptuous.

She looked at the man next to her a little angrily, "Childe, I don't know who you are, but do you want to be so close to me?" I don't think we should know it. ”

"yes, who are you?" Wei Haotian walked over and pulled Ye Ying up, a bit of a fight with him.

He was so unhappy to look at this man, he almost wanted to stick his body to Wutong.

Looking at his dog-like appearance, he was really angry at his behavior.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a sanctimonious disciple.

Wei Haotian felt that he was a little nervous, Wutong was a man after all.

However, he really couldn't tell the difference in the past two days.

The second child of the Zhao family, as well as Lin Ruolin's strange attitude, he thought that Wutong was not a man, but a woman.

Ye Ying disgusted and pushed away Wei Haotian's hand that was pulling the placket of his clothes.

"Nightfly. I just look at this little boy's appearance to look like his friend. ”

"Childe, forget it, since it's a misunderstanding." Tu Yu looked at Wei Haotian's posture and said immediately. She didn't feel comfortable in her heart, but she didn't want Wei Haotian to fight with others because of this matter.

Seeing that the other party should be a weak scholar, how can he compare with Wei Haotian.

Looking at what the other party is wearing, he is also a person who is either rich or expensive, and he doesn't want to bring unnecessary trouble to Wei Haotian.

"Haotian, since it's a misunderstanding, don't worry about it anymore." Lin Ruochen also walked over and said.

"What country are you?" Wei Haotian asked in a bad tone.

"Siyun Country." Ye Ying was afraid that a few of them would doubt her identity, so she said what she said to Wei Muyun.

However, as soon as he said those three words, he saw that the faces of several people in front of him changed.

"What an interesting person in your country! Could it be that the people of our Luoshui Kingdom all look like yours? Wei Haotian teased.

He really convinced them, saying that he was like a lost brother in other people's homes. Now it is said that Wutong is like this person's friend, and the people of Siyun Kingdom are so fond of it?

Song Ling'er listened to Wei Haotian's words, and her face showed a slightly embarrassed smile.

She glared at the man, Nightfly, and thought he was really annoying.

"Hey! You're so annoying, where are you from Siyun Country, I've never heard of such a strange surname in our country. Song Ling'er said unceremoniously.

"Miss, you don't know what's strange about my surname. Don't you know, someone else can't have a surname? It's so strange that I have a surname, and there are people who don't have a surname. Nightfly looked at Tu Yu as she spoke.

Tu Yu's eyes darkened a little when she heard his words, she was indeed the one who didn't have a surname.

"Okay, Night Boy, whether or not Sycamore is someone you know, what you did just now is really rude." Lin Ruochen couldn't listen to it anymore.

Tu Yu lowered his head and continued to complete his work, and after carving a few more knives, a lifelike little rabbit was presented in front of everyone.

"Wow! Like! Sycamore, your hands are too skillful. Song Ling'er looked excitedly at the work in Tu Yu's hand. Your hands are so delicate, they really look better than a woman's. Big brother, look, his fingers are more beautiful than mine! ”

Song Ling'er said and put her hand next to Tu Li's hand for everyone to see.

"What a wonderful person!" Song Wenxuan sighed.

He is a man who cherishes talents, and coincidentally, he thinks that talented people are some talented men.

It is inevitable that people will misunderstand his hobbies.

He didn't bother to explain, anyway, he also didn't like those women who pretended to be affectionate and delicate in front of him.

Lin Ruolin looked at Tu Yu's fingers, and he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It is indeed difficult to imagine that such a finger came from the hand of a man.

He had been holding him for the past few days, and he could be sure that the man who was sleeping in his arms was a man.

On the first night, he didn't want others to take advantage of him, so he reluctantly played the role of protecting him.

In the middle of the night, when Wutong's body nestled into his arms, he originally resisted.

Hugging a woman to sleep, something he has never done, let alone hugging a man.

However, for some reason, when his body was close to him, his body gave up resistance and accepted him.

The fragrance on his body made him feel a little inexplicably peaceful and comfortable.

He seemed to be addicted, and for the next three nights he slept with him in his arms.

Only he knew that he took the initiative to hug him on the second and third nights.

"Cough, cough, cough. Sycamore is really a good craft! Bei Mingyi stepped forward and took down the carving in Song Ling'er's hand, put it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Looks like I've seen this little rabbit somewhere. ”

"Of course I've seen it, it's so similar, it must be a real rabbit I've seen." Song Ling'er said and went to grab the carving. "What does a man want this thing for, Little Sycamore, how about sending me this?"

Song Linger likes this wood carving very much.

Tu Yu was a little hesitant, but she was not a stingy person. If you like it, you can carve another one in the future.

"Yes, Miss can take it if she likes it." Tu Yu said.

"Wait a minute, Wutong is my minion, and his things need to be approved by my master." Bei Mingyi said that he had no intention of handing it over.

"Do you agree?" Song Ling'er said a little unbearable.

"I'm sorry, Miss Zhao, my son doesn't agree, this thing belongs to me." Bei Mingyi was a little childish and put it in his sleeve.