Chapter Twenty-Eight: Am I from the Aesthetic Society?
In a fairly clean and tidy room, two identical people stood in front of and back.
"Mo Shao, the city lord's side should arrive in Licheng in five days. ”
'Hua Lin' in front of the window, looking at the magnificent red city lord's mansion not far away, "How many people have you brought." ”
"Less than thirty people. ”
"It's just plain sight. ”
"That Mo Shao, we 、、、、、、"
Fifth Mo interrupted Hua Lin's words, "Let's go home, and arrive in Licheng with Shang Wushang in five days." ”
"Yes. Hua Lin couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart: why don't you go directly to the Licheng City Lord's Mansion now, but go back first, and besides, I think that Ye Qingjue already knew that Mo Shao was in Licheng, wouldn't it be too much to go back to the city now?
"Oh, by the way, tell Ye Qing to do it. Fifth Mo quietly added a sentence in his heart: although he thought about it with his toenails.
The wooden door of the room was opened with a 'squeak' at this time, and Bai Lixiang, whose face was a little pale, walked in.
"Shouldn't you rest?" to Fifth Mo, this is just a matter of asking his subordinates.
This kind of inquiry may be normal for Hua Lin to ask his subordinates, but here in Bailixiang it is very different, her heart is surrounded by a full sense of happiness, "I have almost rested, and it will not get in the way." ”
"Well, just pay attention to yourself. ”
"I heard that Shang Wushang is coming to Licheng?" Bai Lixiang didn't care about the alienation in Fifth Mo's tone, and said the main purpose of his coming.
"Well, pack up, and we'll head back to the city. ”
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Bai Lixiang's remaining questions came to an abrupt end in Fifth Mo's 'Huh?', and she put away her curiosity and loss, "Yes." ”
"Hua Lin, guarding the various passages into the city in the dark, once you find Ghost Face or Wei Qi, send me a message immediately. ”
"Yes. ”
In the main courtyard of the Licheng City Lord's Mansion
"There will be guests in the house in a few days. Ye Qingjue looked at Luo Wusheng who was desperately eating Haisai, and thought about it again, let's mention it to her, first, because she is the hostess, and she should know about the guests; 。
Luo Wusheng, whose mouth was full of things, just nodded with a 'hmm', and then continued to nibble on his own food. For Luo Wusheng, when she was hungry, it was all in vain when the king of heaven came. Besides, don't talk about the house, I'm afraid that all the people in this world know that she is an idler, and the guests who come will at most take a look at the yard where she lives, she can go to other places to visit, these so-called guests don't bother her, and the rest is no problem at all, okay?
"It's a couple of beautiful men. Ye Qing saw that Luo Wusheng didn't care so much about the guests in the house, and he could still guess a little bit about Xiao Jiujiu in Luo Wusheng's heart, but he still wanted to test whether his lady would have any 'special' reaction when she heard that it was a beautiful man, such as drooling.
Luo Wusheng held back a mouthful of food, stared at Ye Qingjue with Luo's standard white eyes, and after he swallowed the last bite of food, he said angrily: "Are they beautiful or not, what does it matter to me?!, am I from the Aesthetic Association? Are they here to give me an award?"
"Don't you like beautiful men?" said Ye Qingjue, pretending to be aggrieved.
Luo Wusheng looked down on Ye Qingjue who asked in a sour tone, "Are you beautiful?"
When Ye Qingjue heard Luo Wusheng's question, he was stunned for a moment, and then a smile replaced a stunned smile, "That's not true." ”
Luo Wusheng looked at Ye Qingjue with a smug look, and added indifferently: "You, I can turn a blind eye, let alone uglier than you?"
Ye Qingjue felt that he was as happy as candied fruit, and was thrown into a well filled with bitter gourd juice, and he had already given up the idea of continuing to fight with his thoughts, and straightened his face, "The fifth ink, in it." He looked at Luo Wusheng who was drinking soup very seriously, very seriously, and didn't want to miss any of Luo Wusheng's expressions, even if it was just any subtle movement on his body.
Luo Wusheng was directly choked by the soup in his mouth, "cough cough cough 、、、 cough cough 、、、 cough cough 、、、"
Ye Qingjue hurriedly stepped forward and patted Luo Wusheng's back, feeling a little sour in his heart, "So excited?"
Luo Wusheng raised his head suddenly, "You, you, you、、、、、、"
Ye Qing saw that Luo Wusheng didn't say anything for a long time, so he looked at himself from top to bottom, from left to right, and didn't find anything abnormal about himself, so he pointed at himself with his right index finger and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
"You, you、、、 you won't agree to Wumo to hand me over to him as a bed warmer, and then come to do ideological work for me, right?"
"、、、、、、" for Luo Wusheng's ability to talk about topics, Ye Qingjue once again witnessed its strength, so he could only ignore it silently.
"You didn't really come to enlighten me to be a bed warmer for Lao Shizi, right?" Luo Wusheng looked at Ye Qingjue, who was just silently ignoring himself on the side, and pretended to cry, "Woo woo woo、、、、、、 isn't it just to eat more of your food? As for revenge on me like this? It's a big deal that I'll go home and ask my mother to buy a few more bags of rice for you、、、、、、" Luo Wusheng's remaining words were drowned in Ye Qingjue's sudden kiss, Luo Wusheng looked at Ye Qingjue who was close at hand a little dumbfounded, and blinked his eyes vigorously a few times.
When Luo Wusheng was about to react, Ye Qingjue let go of her, leaving only one sentence, 'I still have things to deal with, you eat more.' And he departed. Just kidding, for Ye Qingjue, who eats tofu and eats regularly, he has a bargain, if he doesn't run away at this moment, when will he wait, do you have to wait until Luo Wusheng reacts and speaks directly, and gnaws at him without spitting out bones?
Inside the house, Luo Wusheng looked at the figure that had long disappeared in Ye Qingjue, raised his hand and touched the lips that he had just been kissed by Ye Qingjue, it seemed to be good, and he didn't reject his kiss in his heart, but Ye Qingjue guy actually 、、、、、、 "Ah~~~"
Luo Wusheng's screams echoed throughout the Night House. Leaning against Jin Lan outside the door of the study, looking at the screaming 'deserted' Ye Qingjue, there was an evil thought in his heart that slowly began to spread.
Ye Qing didn't even look at Jinlan, "If any of the other six people in the Seven Generals know something, you can go to the brothel and practice being a little girl for three months first." After saying that, he pushed open the door of the study and walked straight in.