Tian Yunluo has a "very good" habit, that is, whenever he eats, he wants to bask in the bright sun.

The big spicy man was lying on the side of the Mojie Pavilion, as if he was soliciting business.

The original jade recliner has long been replaced by Tian Yunluo with a softer and more comfortable recliner made of animal fur.

He lay there, covered with a soft tiger skin, and looked like a mountain king.

The little servant next to him, Abo, had long been surprised by this situation, and in order to make his master more "decent", he even fanned him on the side.

"Get out of the way." Tian Yunluo scolded with a smile: "The weather is so cold, you still fan me with a cold wind, are you going to freeze me to death?" ”

Abo pursed his lips and said something wrong before being sent back to the house by Tian Yunluo.

Tian Yunluo's expression was very dazed, or that since he was broken into the room by the "bandits" that time, he had been dreaming of Lu Monster Guangli.

The man in the dream was a complete appearance, or a deep affection, and he wanted to be close to the man and to stay away.

It's weirdly ruthless.

And he discovers that the man in the dream is the strange man with the blue mask who broke into his room that night.

for he took off his mask in the middle.

He seemed to be bewitched by this incident, and even when Lao Ning came to him, he was not interested in it at all, and he was perfunctory.

He felt depressed and couldn't find an outlet.

If only he knew where that psychotic lived, he thought to himself.

"Whoa—"

A truckload of fruit was knocked over the ground, and some even rolled down at his feet.

He heard the movement and lifted the tiger skin from his body, looking at what was happening in front of him.

"Hey! I don't have long eyes! The fruit vendor angrily scolded a boy who didn't look very old.

Because the hawker was in the way, Tian Yunluo could only see that the person's figure was very thin, and he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

"Right...... Sorry, I didn't mean to. The young man's familiar voice came, and Tian Yunluo even felt that the voice had penetrated his flesh and blood and reached his heart.

"I'm sorry, what's the use! Lose money quickly! The hawker dragged him hard, looking like "don't think about leaving if you don't give money".

The young man's voice was still weak: "I...... I don't have any money. ”

The peddler said angrily: "If you don't have any money, let your parents come and lose money!" Anyway, if you don't have any money today, don't think about leaving. ”

There are more and more onlookers, and they are surrounded in a circle, most of them saying that they will make the teenager lose money.

There are also people who secretly pick up the fruit and secretly put it in their own pockets while others have not found out.

Tian Yunluo inexplicably felt that the young man's face at this time must be red and not like words, he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

"I don't have parents......," the boy said weakly, his eyes down.

"No money?!" The peddler was angry and went up to beat him.

The boy couldn't hide, so he could only squat on the ground with himself, and although he was sad, he still refused to shed a single tear.

The man who was pulling the goods with the hawker also stepped forward to beat the boy.

The boy always held himself and did not say a word.

Tian Yunluo even thought that the boy was about to be killed.

In the past, he was too lazy to deal with this situation, but today......

I don't know if it's because the boy's voice is too familiar, or because his back is too thin.

Tian Yunluo stood up and stepped forward to pick up the crowd of onlookers.

He shouted into the inner circle: "Stop! ”