Mr. Guan stared at the tomb robber with a miserable face on the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. For a moment, he didn't know whether to sympathize or... sympathize.

He cleared his throat: "So you are here to stop us from going to the tomb?"

"Of course not."

Liu Zhenying handed the rope in Xu Jianshen's hand and looked at him, but he couldn't pull it the first time. She instantly smiled with widened eyebrows, took Qu Xiaojue's arm, and talked to Mr. Guan sideways: "

I'm just here to supervise you not to steal from my house."

"What do you mean by stealing your home?"

"Isn't the Institute of Cultural Heritage planning to develop a museum here?"

Mr. Guan nodded secretly, he was originally prepared for this.

After all, this place has a rare and advantageous geographical location, surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is not too far from Gaonan City if a dedicated road is built, but now...

Mr. Guan waved his hand: "These are all rumors, and there is no specific approval yet."

"What?" Liu Zhenying's footsteps suddenly stopped in place, and he looked at Qu Xiaojue with an expression that was almost aggrieved. His voice was dull: "They are not going to build a museum. They asked me to come back and kneel for five years for nothing.

It smells good for an hour, but I have to kneel for five hours tonight, my life is so miserable."

With that said, she plunged into his arms.

Qu Xiaojue held Mu Jie with one hand and hugged her with the other. He first took the lead in apologizing to Mr. Guan, and then coaxed him warmly: "It doesn't matter, you are here specifically to see Master. Don't you always miss him?"

"But he specially customized such a thick incense for me, which is enough for me to kneel for five hours." Liu Zhenying angrily stretched out his little hand, with five white and slender fingers, and showed it to Qu Xiaojue: "Five hours, I

My knees are all blue."

She lifted up her robe and rolled up her trousers, exposing her knees. They were indeed bruised and purple, which stood out on Bai Zhe's skin.

Staring, Qu Xiaojue immediately frowned in distress, and a thin layer of warm anger appeared on his handsome face: "Why are you kneeling like this?"

"Really." Liu Zhenying puffed out his cheeks, feeling extremely aggrieved. He grinned and howled without tears: "Master wants me to kneel down and die, so that no one will wait for him for a hundred years and have to cremate him.

He also threw him in the back mountain and let the wolves passing by scare him to death every day."

Qu Xiaojue's handsome face suppressed traces of laughter. In front of the somewhat surprised Mr. Guan and Xu Jianshen, who was angrily dragging the unconscious duo not far away, he patted her little head and joked: "I seem to understand your master."

Why do my teeth feel itchy every day due to the weather?”

"You don't favor me."

Liu Zhenying flattened his mouth and looked quite angry. He snatched Mu Jie out of Qu Xiaojue's arms and walked forward angrily, as if he was running away from home. He even called Mr. Guan: "Guan

Come on, I want to stay and help you, but you have to take care of my food. If you don't feed Qu Xiaojue, he will starve to death."

Hearing this, Mr. Guan immediately laughed, his slightly cloudy eyes narrowed into a straight line, and he looked at the young couple in front of him flirting with each other, and also echoed: "Okay, don't feed him, or he will starve to death."

You feel heartbroken."

Mu Jie didn't know if she understood the conversation between them. Maybe she understood the word "hungry". She took out something from her pocket and held it in her white and tender hands and brought it to Liu Zhenying.

Huhu said: "Godmother, Dandan..."

Mu Jie thought she was hungry and wanted to give her the few eggs to eat.

Liu Zhenying's heart softened instantly. He first kissed Mu Jie's fleshy cheek, then stuffed the egg back into her pocket: "Good boy, you keep it for yourself, godmother doesn't need it.
Chapter completed!