Chapter 6

Under the care of Mu Sheng and Liu Fu Yi, Mu Yao's health gradually improved. After she could get out of bed and walk around, the sheriff who was waiting for the rabbit immediately arranged a banquet to entertain these warlocks who were determined to do harm for the people.

"Mr. Liu, Ms. mu, Mr. mu, thank you on behalf of the people of Taicang County!" The sheriff toasted each other and burst into tears from the bottom of his heart.

His gratitude to these demon hunters was sincere. In the past, he was dismissive of the strange power. A monster killed more people than all the killers in Taicang County in one year. He almost let these evil things get rid of his black hat.

On the table are good wine and good food. The sheriff's mansion is luxurious. Even the wine cups are white porcelain chicken jars from the official kilns. When the wine is poured in, it makes a clear sound like playing music.

Liu Fu, dressed in white, is better than snow. He touches the sheriff gracefully. The mouth of the cup is quite modest and low, and his tone is gentle: "the way to catch demons is to kill demons, and I dare not take credit."

He looked modest, but his temperament was neither humble nor overbearing. After drinking the wine, he quietly took the cup from muyao's hand: "Yao's son is just hurt, so it's not suitable to drink. I'll drink it for her."

Mu Yao was stunned, speechless and flushed.

Miaomiao noticed that Mu Sheng was not very happy from beginning to end.

Of course he's not happy. This time, the hero and heroine's feelings have gone further. They have to look at each other and smile at each other. There is no room for anyone in Mu Yao's eyes.

Miaomiao saw with his own eyes that Mu Sheng skillfully removed the bone from the chicken leg, put the chicken into the muyao bowl, and habitually looked up at people with long and dense eyelashes: "sister, this salted crisp chicken is well done, you have a taste."

Mu Yao smiles at her younger brother, takes a careful bite, and turns the rest to Liu Fu. Her eyes are full of cunning sweetness: "have a taste?"

Mu Yao has a pair of beautiful eyes. There is a small tear mole under the corner of the eye. She is a charming beauty. Her face is always light, no extra expression, so this pair of beautiful eyes appear cold and arrogant. At the moment, it's rare to show the little daughter's mood. A blush appears on her pale cheek. It's pitiful and lovely.

Fu Yi's mind moved and met her smiling eyes. She laughed unconsciously. Then she put it into her mouth without hesitation and said, "Oh, it's really good."

Mu Yao holding a bowl, quietly lowered his head, slightly hook lips, such as beautiful spring.

The love between them made all the servant girls look straight at each other. They looked at each other like wooden people, and their faces showed dull smile one after another.

Mu Sheng's face is a little ugly. He adds tea to Mu Yao in silence, and his hands tremble.

"Ha ha ha!" The fat Sheriff looked at the food and saw that he was suddenly embarrassed at the dinner table. He broke the silence with a smile. "It's a great honor for me to like this chicken. Eat more, eat more." Said, also for mu sound affectionately clip a chicken wing.

Mu Sheng stiff for a second, immediately politely thanks, maintaining his obedient image in front of his sister.

However, he did not touch the chicken wings, but ate the exposed half of the rice gracefully. In the end, the chicken wings were piled high on the edge of the bowl, and the remaining half had been seen.

Mu Sheng is a person who likes to vent his anger. If he is in a bad mood, he will make others uncomfortable.

Jun Shouyi was embarrassed for a while, guessing what he had done wrong and making the guests angry. When he was worried and Pondering over his words, he suddenly moved and his eyes widened.

Mu Sheng lowered his head to eat. Suddenly, he stretched out a bright wrist in front of him and quickly took away the chicken wings from the bowl. He glanced up. Miaomiao, who was sitting next to him, had already fished the chicken wings into his bowl. Aware of his eyes, the other side's face was innocent and added with delay: "may I I'm not full. "

Miaomiao heard the sheriff take a cold breath and taught: "Miaomiao! You, how do you pick dishes from the guest's bowl? No rules He lowered his voice and wanted to cry without tears. "Dear baby, we can't afford chicken. It's not enough to add more. You..."

"I don't think Mr. Mu likes chicken wings." "I like to eat," she replied, weakly and wrongly

She looked at the forehead full of sweat on the sheriff's father, while gnawing chicken wings while laughing into a flower: "our chicken wings can be delicious."

Miaomiao's body building is quite effective. The body, which was originally a handful of bones, is gradually plump. The chin is no longer sharp enough to stab people. The skin is smooth and white, and the cheeks are covered with healthy pink. It's very different from the original shadow. Anyone should look at it more.

When she smiles, the sheriff's father's heart is melted, and all the hospitality is left behind. She only knows how to make her hairy and indulgent smile.

Mu Sheng's mood is very wonderful: the one on the left shows love, the one on the right protects the calf, and he is a nuisance.

He gently put the chopsticks away, and looked deeply at Ling Miaomiao's hairy side face. He saw her face waving to the sheriff.

How can a girl laugh like that? The corners of the mouth are cocked up, the eyes are bent up, and the whole face is lifted up like a cat, proud and stupid.

He thought, sister would never smile like this.He subconsciously looked back and saw muyao and liufuyi looking at the father and daughter with a smile, with a warm look and no surprise.

There is a lonely doubt in his heart. What are they happy about?

Liu Fu said: "there is also a chicken wing. Please give it to Miss Ling." Said the body practice, really not to mention a chopstick into the wonderful bowl.

Miaomiao was flattered: "ah, thank you, brother Liu!" After eating for a while, he thought of something again. He turned to Mu Sheng with a smile, just bumping into his eyes: "thank you, Mr. mu."

Mu Sheng avoided her eyes, lowered his head to eat, and raised a lukewarm smile at the corner of his mouth. He said slowly: "you're welcome. I don't like chicken wings anyway. "

Miaomiao ate enough tea and rice, put down the bowl with satisfaction, saw the cold side face of Mu Sheng, and then had some reflection on his behavior. She thought vaguely that she was angry just now. Did she provoke the black lotus?

After lunch, the whole person was extremely dull. She dragged her sleepy brain and thought to herself, is the Black Lotus negative for her?

Other people's systems will provide some golden fingers. No matter how bad it is, there should be a favorable record of the target for reference. Unlike this son of God, let alone golden finger, who has never paid attention to her except for the assignment

"Task reminder: task one, quarter task follow up. You need to follow the trajectory of the character Lingyu to improve your time and intimacy with the character liufuyi. The reminder is over. "

Ling Miaomiao gave a sneer.

Forget one thing. You can't complain about your system. The system can read the host's mind. When you think about it, it will come. It never listens to the host's opinions and runs away.

Ling Miaomiao held his forehead and sighed.

Muyao recovered from her serious injury and was still weak. After watching the South opera, Miaomiao felt that she was in a bad mood as soon as the sun went down and went back to her room early to have a rest.

The hero and heroine maintain a pure and firm revolutionary friendship. Although they are inseparable, they do not share the same room. Liu Fuyi, Mu Yao and Mu Sheng live in the three guest rooms next to each other.

Originally, Mu Sheng wanted to be cheeky and stay in her sister's room, but she was angry and jokingly refused: "ah Sheng, I'm not a child. Do you still need to watch me?"

"Sister, I don't trust you." Mu sound serious coquetry time, that pair of eyes moisten, canthus slightly pick up, let a person move not to open an eye. He vowed to add: "I do not disturb sister sleep, I sleep on the ground, eh?"

When he first arrived at Mu's home, he was sleeping with Mu Yao. Little muyao is only two years older than him, but like a little adult, she holds him in her arms and coaxes him: "ah Sheng is not afraid, just dreaming."

Her voice is thin, warm and cool, her hand across the quilt patting his thin protruding back, the breath is attachment.

Unfortunately, when she was eight years old, Mu Yao would never sleep with him again, and her soft care gradually disappeared as she grew older.

Muyao grew up to be a cold and stubborn girl.

She went out early and came back late to practice. When she came back, she had to light the lamp to review her books. Her shadow was reflected by the window. And he had to wait for the yellow light in her room to go out before he could fall asleep.

Mu Yao had already had resistance to her brother's coquetry, so she turned a blind eye and insisted on refusing: "No. I'm used to sleeping alone. If someone looks at me, I won't be able to sleep. "

Liu Fuyi timely interjected: "ah Sheng, don't worry. I'm on the alert and will guard Yao'er." After that, I looked at Mu Yao with a smile.

Mu Sheng can only move into Mu Yao next door with hatred. As before, across the thin wall, can't see, can't touch.

At the end of the dusk, the remaining light came closer to the sky, and the black veil of night slowly covered the dome. When it was dark, the sheriff's house lit up everywhere. Yellow hexagonal lanterns hung on the eaves, casting an oval halo.

At the end of spring, it's cool at night, and most of the people stay in the warm attic to play cards. As the saying goes, "poor in spring and poor in autumn", at this time, people usually settle down early. There was no voice in the courtyard, only the sound of insects in the grass.

Ling Miaomiao's skirt scraped the ground and made a slight noise. She walked alone at night, hesitating.

The yellow lantern lengthened her shadow and cast it on the white wall of the garden.

"Strange." She pondered, "how does the sheriff's residence in the daytime look different from that in the evening?"

Ling Miaomiao is a road maniac.

She doesn't divide the East, West, North and south. She goes out by navigation. If there is no one to guide her, she can go around in a small place and never get out.

The sheriff's mansion is a very delicate garden. In the center, there is a zigzag pool. Pavilions and pavilions are arranged around the pool, with ups and downs. There are large and small stone forests in Taihu Lake, with pines and cypresses in the background. At the beginning, fat dad spent a lot of money to hire people to repair the garden, in order to grab the word "elegant" among a large number of elegant businessmen in the south of the Yangtze River.

But in Ling Miaomiao's opinion, this garden is just like a maze.Now the garden is a maze in the night.

She followed the memory of the day all the way to find, back and forth against the wall, finally found the suspected protagonist group living in the house.

The lights in Mu Sheng's and Mu Yao's rooms have gone out, but Liu Fu's room is full of warm yellow lights.

After receiving the task reminder, Ling Miaomiao hasn't slept well for several days, and the dark circles under her eyes show up.

She couldn't understand why Ling Yu was such a good young lady and always did such furtive things.

When it came to an end, she was still nervous. She had never done such an embarrassing thing.

She slowly approached the window, carefully stretched out her finger, lifted a small corner of the window paper, and then pasted it on the whole person.

The lamp on the table is like beans. Under the lamp is Liu Fu's warm face. He lies on the table and is wiping the small jiuxuan demon catching tower very carefully with a soft cloth.

Ling Yu always peeps at her sweetheart like this at night. Is that abnormal? Ling Miaomiao wants to cry without tears. Look at the vicissitudes of the window paper here. I don't know how many times I have done this before.

The candle flickered for a moment, and Liu Fu's action stopped suddenly, looking out of the window with some vigilance. Ling Miaomiao stepped back and stood outside the door, almost out of his voice.

With a hand on his shoulder, Ling Miaomiao took a breath, turned around and saw a familiar face.

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