Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

Xie Yuchen sighed, "Brother, to be honest, in Mumu's heart, you are the same as his sister. We can't compare to you, but it's normal. It depends on the effort."

Wu Xie lowered his head and said, "I will settle accounts with the Wang family, I..."

Hei Xia Zi knew how much Yin Qiumu cared about him. He even planned to guard the door for Wu Xie himself. He could not accept that his young man was alone and lonely.

"I won't get involved with you guys. If Mumu ignores me, that will be sad."

Hei Xiazi helped the staggering Yin Qiaomu back to the room. Yin Qiaomu patted Hei Xiazi on the shoulder and said, "Blind man, I'm really not drunk..."

"Okay, okay, I'm not drunk."

Yin Qiaomu heard the tone of coaxing a child and said, "If you don't believe me, I'll dance for you!"

Hei Xiazi's eyes lit up and he said, "Okay!"

Yin Qiumu was in the room, humming a song.

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"Tsk, you blind bastard!"

Yin Qiumu let Hei Xia Zi know why the flowers are so red!

Hei Xia Zi was beaten up badly but he still smiled and said, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong. Stop beating me."

After a long pause, he said, "But Second Master, you..."

At this time, the door of the next room opened, and Wuxie came out with two big dark circles under his eyes. When he saw Yin Qiumu, he smiled guiltily, and then went to find Fatty Wang.

Yin Qiumu was still wondering, did the puppy take the wrong medicine?

After returning to Beijing, Yin Nanfeng refused to let Yin Qiaomu follow Wuxie anymore. Thinking it was no big deal, Yin Qiaomu listened to her sister.

Young brother Hei Xia Zi and Yin Qiao Mu lived in the Hong Mansion. They drank tea from time to time, listened to Yin Qiao Mu's singing, and lived a happy life.

During the New Year, Yin Qiumu celebrated the New Year with her sister Heixiazi and her brother, and Zhang Rishan also celebrated the New Year with the clan leader. Looking at Zhang Qiling's face, Zhang Rishan couldn't help feeling guilty.

Yin Qiaomu is obsessed with raising a baby, that is, Liu Sang. This child is quite good at singing opera, but he is too heavy-boned and can't learn the essence of light skills. But he is also very good.

"Here, keep your arms steady and make a half circle."

Yin Qiaomu held a folding fan and instructed him on his singing posture.

"It turns out that all the flowers are in full bloom～..."

Liu Sang studied very hard. He didn't know why he liked to keep his hair long and tie it up. Yin Qiaomu was afraid that he might have psychological problems. After all, the young actress back then was obsessed with learning opera.

Liu Sang bit his lip and hesitated: "Master, I want to meet Brother An. At that time, you picked me up. I want to keep his hairstyle to commemorate him..."

Yin Qiaomu opened his mouth and spoke after a long while: "Remember him well... Remember him, don't forget him again."

There were only the master and his apprentice in the Hong Mansion Courtyard. Hei Xia Zi went to set up his stall, while the young man was dragged away by Wu Xie. No one knew what Fatty Wu Xie and the young man and the other two were going to do.

With the young man around, Yin Qiumu felt at ease and taught his apprentice at the same time.

"Okay, take a break. Let me show you how to do it. Look how good it is!"

With his singing and smooth movements, Liu Sang looked at Yin Qiumu with admiration.

Liu Sang learned very well, and Yin Qiumu suddenly felt a little worried. What kind of weapon would be better to give to his apprentice?

In the afternoon, Yin Qiaomu mysteriously took out a box and gave it to Liu Sang.

"Open!"

Liu Sang wiped his hands, opened the box carefully, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's the same model of pistol as Master's!"

Yin Qiaomu smiled and said, "Yes, this is something that Black Blind has modified. Ask Jie Feiling for the bullets. From now on, I will teach you how to shoot. Try to use your butterfly knife as little as possible. Your hands are covered with wounds!"

In the past, Yin Qiumu loved playing with knives, especially butterfly knives, but after he cut his hand, Hei Xia Zi snatched his knife away. Hei Xia Zi gave him a small black and gold dagger of the same model as Hei Xia Zi, but he never used it again.

Maybe Liu Sang heard something, so when Yin Qiumu was away for a while, he asked Jie Fei to teach him how to use the butterfly knife.

Liu Sang is not suitable for close combat. Guns and crossbows are most suitable for him, but guns are more lethal.

"Don't worry, I know you have sensitive hearing. This gun has a silencer."

"There is also a powerful crossbow under the box. On weekdays, a gun is more convenient to carry."

"Master, you are so kind to me..." Liu Sang lowered his head.

The little boy has grown taller now. Yin Qiaomu touched his head and said, "My master is also very good to me. I am just imitating him."

The days were very quiet, a little too quiet.

Yin Qiumu stayed in the Hong Mansion, and except for Hei Xiazi and Jie Yuchen, no one else showed up.

Yin Qiumu understood something and was silent for a while. The autumn in Beijing was still very hot. He lay on a recliner, swaying in the sun.

A thud.