Xie Yu nodded heavily, his eyes brightened.

Fu Sheng quietly looked at him for two seconds, pursed his lips and laughed, "what reward do you want for saving my cat?"

Xie Yu stood looking at him, and he didn't know if he understood, but his eyes were still bright.

Fu Sheng was looked at for some inexplicable reasons: "how could he always stare at him and smile.

The servants of the National Teacher's mansion have a subtle look. How can he keep staring at their master from the moment he came in?

and still keep staring and laughing.

Master will not be seen scalp numb it.

Fu Sheng did feel numb, but he didn't feel disgusted.

Xie Yu didn't hear the sound of liking. Knowing that he didn't like it or hate it, he continued to smile at him.

Fu Sheng "..."

he laughs and looks good.

[Ding: Fu Sheng's liking degree + 1, current total liking degree: 1.]

Fu Sheng's bodyguard soon came with paper and pen. He bowed his head and said, "master."

Fu Sheng took back his eyes and said, "well," his eyes fell on the pen and paper. His voice was gentle and said, "here you are."

After a pause, he looked at Xie Yu and asked, "can you write?"

Xie Yu nodded.

He took the pen and paper, lowered his head and began to write.

His palms were full of paper, and his hands holding pens were white and slender. His fingers were clean and beautiful. At first sight, they were good hands.

Although the color of his clothes is not bright, it can be seen that the material is excellent and he is a child of a rich family.

It's a pity that he can't speak.

Xie Yu soon finished a piece of paper. After he finished, he handed it up with a smile on his face.

The eyes look clear and clean.

Fu Sheng took the paper he handed over, looked down, raised his head and said, "you came to Lizhou to play, and then you lost the silver?"

Xie Yu nodded.

Fu Sheng put down the paper, raised his eyes and said, "do you need me to give you some silver to go home?"

Xie Yu shook his head.

He raised his hand, took out another piece of paper from the hand of Fu Sheng bodyguard beside him, and wrote a line on it:

[no, I still want to play. 】

Fu Sheng took the paper he handed over. He lowered his eyes and said, "OK."

"Yunfeng, let's arrange a place for this young master, treat him well, and have fun with him."

[Ding Fu Sheng's liking degree-1, current total liking degree: 0.]

"yes -"

Xie Yu blinked. What's the matter? Do you think he has a bad intention?

Baby, I'm very alert.

"I haven't asked for your name yet?" Fu Sheng raised his head, and his voice was still slow and gentle.

Xie Yu squatted down in front of him, took out the paper in his hand, hung his eyes and wrote down his name on the paper:

[Xie Yu. 】

he squatted in front of him and handed the paper up with a smile.

There is not much ink on the pen, and the two words seem to be dry.

Fu Sheng looked down at the two dry words on the paper, in a trance.

The bodyguard behind him also looked down, then suddenly looked up at Xie Yu.

He looked alert and eccentric.

Xie Yu.

Xie Yu...

the name of the famous Shenwei general in Yunzhou is Xie Yu, and he seems to be a mute.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

Xie Yu is still looking at Fu Sheng with a clean and innocent smile.