Ma Fuxiang saw what Wushuang was thinking in his heart and asked: "The young master cherishes his talents, but he has taken a fancy to this cub's skills and wants to recruit him?" ”

"People have their own ambitions, I can't force it, a few days ago under the Jingyuetan underground palace I have reported my home, he has no intention of obeying the thief door, and did not do anything to be the enemy of us, so let him go, I just hope he will not go astray, this year, most of the people with skills are on par with the money. ”

Ma Fuxiang told him, since his skills depend on the black-haired little beast that he follows, it will be easy to do, my senior brother Ma Sihai is the heir of the treasure, and there are many skills in the treasure technique to catch strange beasts, if he is an enemy of us in the future, you can ask the senior brother.

......

In the night, the silver thread hangs a tall building rippling back and forth, a pair of talented young men and women seem to be the legendary Condor Heroes, sitting on a swing and blowing the autumn breeze, which is not romantic. The silver filament eventually falls on the canopy of a leafy poplar tree.

"Sister Bai, you're not injured, are you?" The young man wanted to reach out to see if Bai Su was injured, but the young man's cheeks turned crimson, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"You...... ...... you?" Bai Su hadn't woken up from the shock just now, and looked at the immature boy in front of him blankly.

She always thought that this might be the infatuated young son of some family, but she didn't expect this young man to have such a terrifying ability.

"Oh, sister, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Na Xiu. ”

Bai Su smiled bitterly and shook his head, he didn't expect that the white-faced young man who had been pestering him was actually a master, and his skills were more than one or two cuts higher than himself.

"What is your surname?Manchu?Are you a descendant of the Nala clan?Who are you the Changbai gentry Nalan Hong?" The Manchu surnames Yehenala, Wulanala, Hadanara, and Huifa Nala are collectively called the Nala clan, among which a small tribe of Yehenara was named under the Zhenghuang Banner during the Kangxi period, and was changed to the Nalan clan in order to distinguish them. The Nalan Hong mentioned in Bai Su's mouth is the leader of the first clan of the Yehenara surname in the northeast, he is about the same age as Wushuang, his son inherits his father's business, and he is rich. So when it comes to the surname Na, I have to think of this Nalan Hong.

"Nalan Hong, he seems to be my brother, right?

"No, I didn't get to see it. But thank you today, without you, I'm afraid my sister would have become a ghost under the knife of the blue butterfly. The autumn breeze blew, and a faint fragrance wafted from Bai Su's hair, which made the boy intoxicated, and he leaned forward.

Bai Su jumped down from the tree, turned around and smiled faintly, over the years, Bai Su didn't know how many men he had smiled at, and a smile fell into the city, so that men in the world were willing to bow down and become slaves under the pomegranate skirt. She is a disadvantaged woman, which is also the innate ability of her orchid women, and it has not been her heartfelt laughter for so many years. And this time, she smiled faintly but was very sincere, and really regarded this immature boy as a confidant.

"Sister, where are you going?" the boy jumped down as well.

"What are you doing, do you want your sister to take you home at such a young age?" Bai Su teased him.

"No...... No...... I didn't dare, I was just worried that the fierce Sister Lan would chase after me. ”

Bai Su walked over and fastened the top button of Naxiu's shirt, touched his head and deliberately asked, "Naxiu, do you say that Sister Bai is beautiful or Sister Lan is beautiful?"

"Sister Lan is also very beautiful, but ...... But she will never be able to compare with Sister Bai, Sister Bai is a goddess in her heart, and no one can replace her!" The young man blushed with shame and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Bai Su's soul-snatching fox eyes.

Bai Su playfully pinched his face. "That's good......!" Leave a lip mark on his face, then turn away.

The moment the fragrant crisp lips touched the breath, it was as if it had touched an electric door, the moment the body shook violently, the blood on his body kept gushing up, he couldn't breathe, his chest rose and fell, he stood in place for an hour, and his nostrils were bleeding with excitement. He watched his goddess disappear into the night, without even shouting.

Bai Su didn't go back to Tong's Mansion tonight, she walked aimlessly on the street by herself, as if a kitten was gently scratching in her heart, making her unable to restore her former peace. She walked a few steps and covered her mouth and smiled, she was laughing at the infatuation, and she scolded him for being a little nymphomaniac. But he was lucky, it was because of this little nymphomaniac that he was able to escape from the hands of Lan Caidie. It seems that from today onwards, Liang Zi who stole the door is settled. She also wants Na Xiu to follow her forever, but she can't do that, she is not a good woman, she is not worthy of Na Xiu's efforts for him, he is still young, and he will definitely meet a better sister than herself.

Those stinky men also keep saying that they are good to themselves, like themselves, and love themselves, but which one is as innocent as Na Xiu? What do they like besides liking their own delicate body? If those stinky men were by their side today, would they stand in front of them like Na Xiu? They have squandering money, they have a prominent family background, and they have a father...... There was nothing, but he had real love......

The phone rang, interrupting Bai Su's occasional overflowing true feelings.

"Bai Su, come back early, we have something to do tomorrow!"

"Got the boss. ”

At eight o'clock in the morning, the familiar shouting came from the alley again, the Dong family compound is located in the old city, and many traditional craftsmen of this generation are there. "Sharpen the scissors, Qiang kitchen knife!"

Wushuang sat on the table of the Eight Immortals in the courtyard, reading this morning's newspaper and eating breakfast at the same time. Lan Caidie stretched her waist, with two dark circles under her eyes like a giant panda, sat down weakly, grabbed a fritter and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's the third grandfather's, do you have a bit of a look, this girl is not like that!" Wushuang said with a smile.

Caidie tossed all night, she was already hungry, where to care about those rules, not only Ma Fuxiang's breakfast, but even the remaining fritters on Wushuang's plate were filled into her stomach.

"Caidie, it seems that you didn't do much last night, are you tired?"

"Hmm? No...... Not...... I...... I slept at home last night and didn't go anywhere. Blue Butterfly doesn't lie, stammering.

"Yes, why do you have a faint scent of orchids? Why, have you changed your taste?"

"No, brother, don't talk nonsense!" Caidie snatched the soy milk and ran back to her room.

Liu Mazi walked over and whispered a few words in Wushuang's ear.

Wushuang asked, "Is this Tong Sixi bold enough? I can't wait so soon? Is the news accurate?"