The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 171
"Cen Mu, look at what the second brother brought you something fun!" The door was kicked open, and Cen Yue walked in carrying a lot of things.

Cen Mu rubbed the center of his eyebrows and told Cang Li to leave first.

Cang Li didn't pay much attention to Cen Yue, passed by Cen Yue, and went out directly.

"Yo, that's fine. The shark slave who gave you off seems to be quite favored." Cen Yue threw the things on the table and glanced at Cang Li.

The door was gently closed, Cang Li's eyes were dim and dim, unable to distinguish emotions.

A drop of water dripped from the eaves, and Cang Li reached out to catch it.The ancient Sanskrit sound pierced into his ears, constantly warning him.

When he opened his eyes again, his clarity had returned.He wiped his thin lips vigorously, as if this would wipe away all the damn breath.

This time he used the power of the sea area and took great risks to get the medicine delivered.

Then in the future, the two will not owe each other.

Inside the house, Cen Yue originally wanted to discuss with Cen Mu about postponing the banquet.

I don't know if the illness is not serious this time, or if the medicine is effective, Cen Mu feels that he can get out of bed and move around, "Second brother, I really don't have any serious problems. For the banquet, you have also invited many young masters from your family. I can't justify it in the end. At worst, you can stop me from ordering wine tonight."

"Okay." Cen Yue played with all the things he brought, and seeing that Cen Mu looked pretty good, he felt relieved, "Then if you feel uncomfortable today, tell your second brother."

"Yeah." Cen Mu nodded, his eyes fell on the thing in Cen Yue's hand, and a strange sign attracted his attention.

He quickly regained his senses from above, coughed lightly, and covered it up.

"Have a good rest in the afternoon, and I will pick you up in the evening." Cen Yue still made arrangements.

"No, I'll just ask the people in my house to take me there." It's also convenient to let the people in my house take me there.

"That's it, see you tonight." Cen Yue left his things behind and left.

All afternoon, Cen Mu was observing the strange marks on the pile of things.

Did it come from the sea this time?
But this mark seems to be exactly the same as the mark on the forehead of the little mermaid he met when he went to the beach alone when he was very young.

Could it be that the merman fell into the hands of the second brother?
Forget it, he couldn't think of any result.

After sleeping all afternoon, Cen Mu was sent out with peace of mind after the housekeeper checked his pulse several times.

Haicheng is even more lively at night, with people coming and going in the brightly lit street market.

Cen Mu was happy and quiet, and he didn't lift the curtain to see it all the way.Cangli's cold personality doesn't even bother to look outside.

When they arrived at Xinyaxuan, there was already someone at the door to welcome them.There are many beauties in the building, each of them twisting their slender waists and dancing to the rhythm of the music.The more daring dancer directly wrapped her hands and feet around the visitor, and kissed them indulgently and enthusiastically.

Cen Mu was led upstairs, and the beauties upstairs were even more different, they were all mermaids.

"Hey, the third son is here, how are you?" Seeing Cen Mu coming in, everyone greeted him.

Cen Mu took his seat, and Cang Li followed beside him.

"Third Young Master also brought your beautiful mermaid slave, he is indeed a good guy, much better-looking than the mermaids here!" Greedy eyes fell on Cang Li, making Cen Mu very uncomfortable.

Cang Li had no expression on his face, as if he was not looking at him.The hands in the wide sleeves were tightly clenched together, holding back.

"I've always heard that sharks are good at singing and dancing, but I don't know how about the beauties of the third son's family." I don't know who suggested it first, but everyone burst into laughter and asked Cangli to perform in public.

(End of this chapter)