"Damn kid, pretend to be a ghost... and don't call me mother!" Chu Yu's shoulders shrank, and it took time for him to come out of his arms. He stood up with the window frame barely, and used the darkness to hide the blush on his face.

Although Xian'er behind her let her go, her hands were hanging by the window, as if she accidentally wrapped her in her arms. She asked in a fairy spirit: "Auntie, where have you been?"

Chu Yu was inexplicably guilty. Where did he go? Aunt Jin would not tell him, and asked her so persistently why?

In a guilty state, the tone of people is probably a little rushing, and the suppressed emotions for a long time made her very impatient: "Where can I go, where can I go, I hope to go to heaven and earth, stay away from your big grave, and don't let myself fall into it!"

Qin Sheng looked at her with his eyes down and he did not speak. His amber eyes seemed to be gradually dyed with night, deep as the sea, vast smoke and waves, unknown shadows, and strange beasts swam by under his eyes, as if they would break through the sea at any time, showing their ferociousness, devouring and tearing everything apart.

Seeing Chu Yu's back was inexplicably furrowed, and those beautiful thoughts were thrown out of the sky. Deep in his mind, the scene of seeing the terrifying scene of the corpse mountain and blood lake in the burning sun. The three of Mrs. Chen was penetrated by branches.

Her heart was filled with chills—

Isn't this guy annoyed that she used him later, and planned to skew her into skewers, grill, eat it? Wuzhuo Novel Network has many words

"Auntie..." Qin Sheng suddenly spoke softly.

Chu Yu tightened the window nervously, and his bright black eyes stared at him: "Hey~?"

The person in front of him suddenly sighed, bent down, hugged her tightly, and murmured: "Don't leave Qin Sheng."

Chu Yu let him hug him stiffly, not knowing what this man is selling for, and there was even a trace of invisible grievance and depression in his tone.

Maybe there was a little almost hideous chill in the meantime, and Chu Yu thought she still...as if she didn't hear it.

But this terrifying style of the weird demon king who makes people feel embarrassed and turns into a spoiled and aggrieved boy is enough to make her unable to come back to her senses.

She froze for a while, and didn't know where the courage came from, she asked in a scattered manner: "What if my aunt leaves you?"

The body of the man who was lying on her shoulders froze. The cold and cold even passed through her thick autumn clothes, which made her become more and more irritated.

She smiled bitterly, guessing that she would hear something that killed her whole family, dismembered her fish and buried her for threats like growing flowers.

But after a while, he heard his elegant and indifferent voice coming from his ears: "I will cry."

Chu Yu took out his ears: "What?"

Audio-sanity, she must have had auditory hallucinations!

What's wrong with the strange and inconsistent style of the fairy on her shoulders?

Where is the style of a male god who is still cold even after being called "brainless" by her?

Qin Sheng buried her face deeper in her neck, but her pleasant voice sounded again: "I will... cry."

Chu Yu: "Who taught you how to say this?"

Qin Sheng was silent, as if he was competing with his own reason, or he felt an emotion called "embarrassment".

After a long time, he whispered: "Xiaobao, the son of Fat Aunt in the Kitchen."

Chu Yu's voice was gentle and he was tempted: "How old is Xiaobao?"

Qin Sheng: "…nine years old."

Chu Yu was silent for a while, then raised his hand and pulled the beautiful woman with a weird style from her shoulders: "Is Sheng'er hungry? My aunt is here to bring you delicious food."

The tone is unprecedentedly gentle and insulting, full of - Grandma Wolf.

Qin Sheng looked down at her, with a soft light floating in her eyes, as if she was a little confused: "My aunt... gave it to me?"

Grandma Chu Yulang was a little puzzled. This "baby" looked disbelief, as if she had abused him before, and she looked confused when she showed her point.

She touched a piece of snack from Mrs. Liu Er from her waist and fed it into his mouth, gently seducing: "I like Xiaobao, everything he talks about is justified. A Sheng will play with Xiaobao more in the future and be good friends with him."

Xiaobao is a talent.

Compared to a cold male god who can arrange flowers with people, she prefers a dumb pussy who can cry.

That's right, she's just so shameless.

Qin Sheng looked at her quietly for a long time, so she was a little uneasy - she didn't poison this thing, and Aunt Liu wouldn't be so stupid.

Qin Sheng suddenly lowered her head and turned her face slightly, rolled her scarlet tongue gently, sweeping away the debris from her slender fingertips. Her voice was quiet and slightly silence: "The taste is very good, do you still have any aunt?"

The soft and wet touch came from the fingertips, which brought a secret numbness. Chu Yu slowly opened his face and ignored the redness that was involuntarily rising from his face. He picked up another piece absent-mindedly and fed it into his mouth: "Well, it tastes delicious, just eat more."

Feeding mode is turned on.

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Day 2

In the kitchen, two shadows were squatting.

The short one was licking the osmanthus ice cream in his hand and said proudly: "I'm right. Every time I tell my mother that she wants to buy and don't take me, I will cry, and my mother will definitely take me with me!"

The tall one squatted, and said thoughtfully: "Yes."

The short one, shaking the sky-storming braid on his head, suddenly took out a small notebook and a charcoal pen from his pocket and stuffed it into the big one: "For you, I will write down all the ways I can teach you how to make my mother love you more!"

It is rare to meet a stupid guy who lets him be a husband. Xiaobao is full of accomplishment and has the awareness of being a teacher. He has prepared paper and pen for the "student".

The tall man looked down at the yellowed notebook and cheap charcoal pen in his hand, and said lightly: "No, I can remember everything you said."

"Oh, I'm a silly guy. I didn't want to give it to you because you gave me the ice soybean I hid." Xiaobao was a little embarrassed by the lack of gratitude and scolded with a round bun face.

"My mother said that my memory is not as good as a bad pen, not to mention that you are so big and so stupid. Even your mother dislikes you. Why don't you quickly write down what I said to Mr. Bao..."

Before Xiaobao finished speaking, he saw a tall face with no expression on the other side suddenly sinking. A sensation of sinister coldness hit him, almost tearing him apart like a blade. The instinctive fear made Xiaobao fall to the ground and cry loudly.

The next moment, the tall man suddenly stood up, silently put away his small notebook and charcoal pen, and then turned around and left.

Xiaobao was a little confused for a while, then touched his naked head and stood up blankly, but saw that there was an osmanthus ice sorbet on the windowsill at some point.

Xiaobao immediately jumped up happily, threw everything that his brain capacity could not understand just now, and happily held the plate and chewed it: "Ao, there is also ice soybean!"

When he was about to finish gnawing, a thunderous curse suddenly came from above his head: "Son of the Turtle, I know that you don't do good things in the kitchen, and you dare to steal osmanthus ice sorbet. Do you know that this is a snack for the Lord, and you won't put on the room and unload the tiles for three days!"

Xiaobao was grabbed by his fat mother with one hand and screamed in pain.

"Mom, it's not me. I didn't steal it. It was given by a stupid guy!"

Damn, why did my mother come back early? Someone must have secretly filed a lawsuit with her mother!

Mu Yao was squatting outside the tree, who was responsible for monitoring Qin Sheng. He looked at Xiaobao who was beaten to the ground in the room, turned to look at the tall figures that disappeared in the distance. He touched his chin and secretly wondered.

When did the master pay so much attention to the kitchen and specifically instruct someone to call Fat Aunt back to the kitchen in advance?

How could an "old man" like Mu Yao know that there is a kind of jealousy in this world called "children's jealousy", which is more painful than a woman's jealousy.

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Five more days passed in a flash.

Early that morning, Chu Yu finished washing up and saw Aunt Jin's personal maid Hong Xiu standing at her door with several guards.

When Hongxiu saw her coming out, she coldly informed her that she would enter Qinjia as the wife and sister of Master Qin, who was the youngest sister of the deceased Mrs. Qin, and the carriage was already waiting in Qinjia's outer courtyard.

This news is no less than a dose of drug that made Chu Yu extremely excited, which made her feel energetic in an instant. She was so happy that she jumped up on the spot. She only felt that Hongxiu's cold face was also very pleasing to the eyes.

"I'll go clean up now, Hongxiu, you're so beautiful today."

Hongxiu was stunned, but she didn't hit the smiling person. She looked at Chu Yu excitedly and turned back to the room, and only snorted: "Silly."

Chu Yu happily went back to the room and simply packed up a few clothes, ran out with his bag.

No matter what, being able to escape from the control of Qiankun Academy is the first step to escape from the Qinjia Demon Cave!

But when she passed by the outside, she suddenly felt that she seemed to have missed something, and she couldn't help but stop.

Looking at the empty outer room for a moment, she slowly turned her head, looked at the sunlight falling from the thick clouds outside the door, sighed softly, and walked out of the door with her bag.

It’s better not to say goodbye to that person. According to the follower’s inexplicable obsession with her now, I’m afraid she won’t be able to leave.

What's more, he is the head of the Qin family, and he is not something like her that can be clinged to. She doesn't want to cling to him, and she doesn't want to be killed by him who wakes up one day.

But for some reason, Chu Yu suddenly felt that the mood of leaving was less excited and more melancholy.

Maybe it's because...

From then on, a beautiful follower who was so angry that both the gods had lost her eggs from the forest frog?

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Merry Christmas belatedly, Momoda, the small theater was already on the topic yesterday, it is considered a gift. By the way, monthly tickets are great. There is no v in this article yet. You can vote for old articles. Momoda, I hope that the monthly tickets for V will rise and rise that day~ Hahaha
Chapter completed!