Hu Liubai turned around suddenly.

Xia Naiying's neck was twisted 90 degrees, her clear eyes were spinning, and her ears and neck were red.

There was a soft and noble voice in his ears: "Master, is the slave going to your room to change clothes?" ”

Xia Naiying's voice was a little hoarse: "Turn left when you go out, and that room is mine." ”

Hearing the footsteps and walking away, Xia Naiying dared to twist her neck back, she rubbed her eyes and felt that her eyes were about to grow needles, and she saw that there was only a bowl of rice and a pair of chopsticks on the table, so what did he eat?

She ran to the kitchen to fill a bowl of rice.

Room.

Hu Liubai took the clothes and pushed open the door, and what greeted him was a small bed, a desk, and a wardrobe, but it was messy, messy, messy......

His slender fingers were a little itchy, and there was no expression on his face, just a little furrowing of his black brows, and then he rushed up with a snort.

3…… 2…… 1……

1…… 2…… 3……

In five minutes, the fox returned to his place, and the originally dirty room in front of him was instantly clean and neat, and the quilt on the bed was stacked like tofu.

Fox Liubai finally looked at a picture of a table on the desk in the house, showing an old man with white hair and a girl with a ponytail.

The old man is Xia Naoying's grandmother, with a kind and gentle smile.

The girl is Xia Naiying, half of her face has a birthmark, but her eyes are as bright as sea water without fine dust, and the corners of her mouth are slightly upturned with joy.

Fox Liubai's eyes were fixed on her smile, her heartstrings fluttered slightly, and that smile was like a touch of sunshine that could warm a cold heart and blow away the haze that had accumulated in her heart.

A strange thing flashed in his eyes, and then his left ear moved slightly, and he stepped forward to open the window, and a cyan bird flew over, and a red feather stood up on the top of his head.

The blue bird flew to the fox and whispered in his ear.

Hu Liubai's long, narrow phoenix eyes oozed a cold chill, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Three days later, it will be their death time, find the rest." ”

The bluebird nodded, flapped its wings and flew away, and used its wings as a comb to comb the red hair on the top of its head, and as a result, it almost fell.

Fox Liubai did not have the coldness and indifference in front of Xia Naiying, loyal and respectful, the whole person exuded a dark mystery, and his eyes went from clear to deep and dark,

His sword eyebrows frowned slightly, then he bent down and began to change his clothes.

Living room.

Xia Naiying hasn't moved her chopsticks, no matter how she thinks about it, she thinks it's good to have a servant, I don't know if the clothes fit, but how can the clothes fit with those 100 carpets?

"The host ......"

The sound is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, crisp and pleasant.

Xia Naiying raised her head and looked at the fox Liubai at the door, the whole person was stunned, her posture was long, coarse linen, obviously ordinary clothes were worn on him inexplicably noble, plus that perfect face, smooth jaws, white neck, crimson thin lips, it was so good-looking!

Hu Liubai walked over.

Xia Naiying watched his figure get closer and closer, and then came back to her senses and praised: "You look good, you look good in anything." ”

Hu Liubai's voice was clean: "It's the clothes that the owner bought." ”

Xia Naiying picked up the chopsticks, took a piece of vegetable and stuffed it into her mouth, and the fragrance spread throughout her mouth: "You can really speak, you are so good-looking." ”

Hu Liubai replied: "The master is good-looking. ”

Xia Naiying pursed her lips, put down her chopsticks and touched the birthmark on the left side of her face, this birthmark has been there since birth, from childhood to adulthood, she can't remember how many people have ridiculed and abused her, no matter where she goes, others treat themselves as ugly.

There was pantothenic acid in her throat, and there was a fine and dense pain in her chest: "What you said was deliberate, right?" ”

She rubbed the birthmark vigorously with her hands, and it turned red.

Hu Liubai reached out and grabbed Xia Naiying's hand and looked at her seriously: "Master, the slave looks at people with his heart, even if the master has a birthmark on his face, he is the most beautiful and kind." ”