Zhongli closed his eyes again, resting his head on the back of his chair. 1 - The cheekbones of the tense cheekbones shone slightly in the slightly rising sunlight. Like a picture scroll dyed by Danqing, it is no longer pale.

Mai Yi knew that he would not answer. I was troubled and secretly lamented.

Little Melon crept behind Zhongli's broken chair and curled up on the table to keep warm. Still shivering from the cold. After touching for a while, he saw Zhongli's torn black cloak hat sticking out of the gap in the back of the chair, and he slipped in. Only a belly was covered. Still shaking.

Zhong Lipo suddenly said, "Shen Aozhuo, is also a subordinate of Fang Wailou, right?"

Xiaogua was startled. At first, I thought I was talking to myself.

Maiyi was stunned, "...... Just because of this, don't kill us?"

Zhong Li Po thought for a while and said, "Yes." ”

Wuyi plucked up his courage and said softly and clearly: "Then you also let go of the Shen family, right?"

Zhongli said: "Why. ”

And he said, "Stay away from me." ”

Xiaogua couldn't help but look at the dance clothes on the other side of the room, and was wondering to herself, and suddenly realized that the last sentence she said was to herself. Hurriedly crawled and escaped.

Suddenly, a dark shadow shrouded me, and when I looked up, I saw the dandelion-like woman frowning so pitifully, looking down at herself, and said, "Oh, is it cold......?

Xiaogua was about to put on the bearing of a man, but was lifted by the woman with one leg and hung on top of the teapot. As soon as a slender jade hand passed, the lid of the pot was gone, revealing most of the half-cold tea underneath.

"Let you be warm. ”

After speaking, only the sound of fluttering was heard, and only the sound of fluttering remained. The little melon chirped sharply, like a chicken that was choked by the neck, like a pig before death. Wait for a slightly longer interval between calls.

Zhongli said: "You are not allowed to bully Xiaogua." ”

With a flick of two fingers, the dancer lifted the little melon out and wrapped it in the palm of his hand. Said: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Zhong Lipo listened to the silence all around, but still closed his eyes and said lightly: "Already dead?"

The dancer opened his palm and looked at it. "Not yet. ”

So Zhongli couldn't make a sound.

But there was a knock at the door.

The deputy said outside: "My lord, there is a person named Shen Bang who wants to see you." ”

After a pause, he added: "He said that he would return to the 'drunken wind'." ”

The dancer was stunned.

Zhongli Po slowly opened his eyes and didn't look back. "Call him in. ”

Wuyi hurriedly stuffed the little melon that had not yet recovered into Zhongli's broken hood, and squatted under the table pitifully. Crying red eyes.

Shen Bang pushed the door and walked in. When he came in, he knelt down.

"Say hello to Lord Zhongli! The little one wishes to return to the 'drunken wind' from now on and honor your lord!"

Looking up slightly, I saw a pair of shiny black leather boots. Behind the table leg squatted a dandelion-like girl. Shen Bang's eyes widened, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

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Zhong Lipo's voice came faintly from above: "Shen Long called you?"

Shen Bang hurriedly said: "It's not Shen Laobao...... Ah, it's not the old man surnamed Shen, he still has a hard mouth and refuses to submit. ”

"So...... You're here yourself?"

"Yes, yes. Shen Bang kowtowed on the floor.

Zhongli Po slowly leaned back in the chair. Suddenly, I heard a "squeak", and my back also felt a soft foreign body, and I hurriedly stood up. I couldn't help but laugh in my heart.

Turning his head to look, the dance clothes under the table glared at Shen Bang angrily, very contemptuous.

So Zhongli Po turned back to see Shen Bang.

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