[Comprehensive martial arts] The correct domestication method of the first killer

Hua Manlou patted Su Muzhe's head with a smile, and said, "It's normal for Mr. Yuan to be impatient." If Su Muzhe hadn't used the cloak to protect him in time, he might have been dusted by the carriage Splash all over.

"With a woman?" Su Muzhe asked back, and then said again, "Forget it, it's none of our business."

"Asu, although Mr. Yuan is a little gloomy, he is upright and upright..." Hua Manlou was helpless, not knowing that Su Muzhe and Yuan Suiyun had a face-to-face meeting without even saying a word, where did he come from? Such disgust.

"Okay, where are we going?" Su Muzhe interrupted Hua Manlou's words, grabbed Hua Manlou's wrist and walked to the suburbs along the flow of people.Originally follow the cloud Fang Leiluo?Indeed, it is Mr. Bat who is ruthless and frightening, and it is not Wuzheng Villa that circulates the most shameful items in the world, but the Sea Gold Cave.Although he didn't know what kind of plan Yuan Suiyun had in mind, as long as he didn't mess with himself, he wouldn't mind it.

In the early spring in the south of the Yangtze River, the grass grows and the warblers fly to the willows. It sounds poetic and beautiful. When you really step into it, you will find that spring is not only warm with tender grass, early warblers and new swallows, but also catkins flying all over the sky. .

Since it looks like the white snow is falling, if the catkins are blown by the wind, one can imagine how magnificent the catkins on the river bank are. Fluffy white, balls of white floated to Su Muzhe's side, and then drifted away with the wind, Su Muzhe moved his nose and sneezed.

The cat in his arms poked out a small head, stretched out its claws to pounce on the catkins in the air, its small nose twitched, and sneezed along with Su Muzhe.

Hua Manlou held back a smile and handed over a handkerchief, and said, "You cover it first, and you'll be fine when you get to the upper wind." One big sneeze, one small sneeze, two sneezes followed closely like a fish biting its tail, cute and tight.

Su Muzhe covered his nose with a handkerchief depressedly, held the cat in his arms, and walked quickly through this section of catkin-intensive area. As expected, there were fewer catkins when he walked up the low slope, and only a few flowers floated over occasionally. Su Muzhe Looking around, there are not many people on the low slope, and they are scattered in twos and threes.

Unpacking the small baggage that he carried with him, spreading a piece of green cloth on the grass, Su Muzhe found two stones to press the four corners, and then sat down with Hua Manlou, and put down the rambunctious cat in his arms to let it sit around Running, then he reverted to his old ways again, fell to the ground and refused to get up.

Huamanlou didn't force him to sit up, and touched Su Muzhe's head. Su Muzhe rubbed on the ground, leaning against Huamanlou's lap, and reached out to brush his untied temple hair.

The fluttering catkins chased happily, rolling around on the ground, covered with long hair, I don’t know how many grasses it rolled into, when tired from running, it turned back, flicked its fur and crawled on Su Muzhe, Su Muzhe threw the cat in disgust Lifting it from the body, the stupid thing rubbed against him, and a large piece of grass came up.

Well, you can't wear this clothes without washing it when you go home.

Since it was covered by Su Mu, of course Huamanlou couldn't let it go, the cat couldn't see its current appearance relying on Huamanlou, sweetly and softly barking non-stop, coaxing Huamanlou into hugging it , Rolling around makes him covered in grass clippings.

"Bad thing." Su Mu lazily threw it out of Huamanlou's arms. The cat rolled over on the cloth a few times and shook itself. Feeling that the grass clippings were shaken clean, it happily spread its paws and ran away. Going out, the tail was raised high to reveal the small buttocks, so that Su Mu sneered, "It's embarrassing."

He said so, but he didn't care that he was lying on his back and had no posture at all.

At noon, the two who didn't bring any food had the option of going back to the city. The cat was still full of energy. When he came back with Su Muzhe, he looked very reluctant. He reluctantly looked back at the grass by the river, with his tail drooping back and forth on the ground. Swipe.

It was going crazy on the grass, covered in grass dust, and when it jumped on Su Muzhe, Su Muzhe naturally didn't want to. He shook the cat by the back of the neck, and the grass clippings fell down one after another. Choking Huamanlou coughing again and again.

Su Muzhe held the cat in his arms when he could barely hug the cat enough to catch his eyes. As for putting it in his arms?The cat doesn't have to think about it until it washes itself clean.

Huamanlou smiled and said, "I heard that Songhelou has hired a chef from the Western Regions, are you interested?"

"Let's go." Su Muzhe shrugged indifferently. Songhe Tower is one of the dark spots of the Devil's Cult, and the so-called chef of the Western Regions is not the chef of the Roast Lamb in the Devil's Cult. Because Yushan stayed here recently, he The usual cook was sent here because he couldn't even speak Chinese fluently. It was quite pitiful to think about it.

On the other side, Yuan Suiyun's carriage entered the city, first he bought two sets of women's ready-made clothes for Shangguan Feiyan in the embroidery workshop, and drove to a secluded place for her to change in the carriage, Yuan Suiyun stood by the carriage to watch Hearing the rustling sound in the carriage, he only dared to look out, his ears blushing.

Afterwards, he sent Shangguan Feiyan to the relative's house where he was going to seek shelter. To his surprise, the place she reported had now turned into a shop. After inquiring, he found out that the relative she mentioned had died several years ago. In the fire.

Hearing the sad news, Shangguan Feiyan fell to the ground, crying until her heart broke.

Weird.

She just lay down on the ground and made a weeping appearance, with her delicate body trembling slightly and her face buried between her arms, listening to Yuan Suiyun's helpless and anxious comforting voice beside her ear, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly in a triumphant arc.

Her ultimate goal is to lure Lu Xiaofeng so that he can obtain the treasures of the Jinpeng Dynasty. The bait to lure Lu Xiaofeng was Huamanlou at first. After all, blind people always have more weaknesses than ordinary people, and it is easier to overcome them. It's a pity that the damn Western Regions person next to Hua Manlou disrupted her plan, but it doesn't matter, Lu Xiaofeng doesn't have many other things, but has many friends.

Since she first chose Huamanlou, she naturally noticed Yuan Suiyun who was very similar to Huamanlou, the same family background, the same blindness, and the same gentle temperament and self-sacrifice, although it was not as good as Huamanlou and Lu Xiaofeng. They are irreversible, but looking at the face of Wuzheng Villa, Lu Xiaofeng will submit no matter how reluctant he is.

So she carefully fabricated such a scene where a beautiful woman is in trouble and a hero saves the beauty. With her means, she predicts that even Liu Xiahui, a rich young master who has never been close to a woman, will have a spring heart, and is fascinated by her.

She not only wanted Lu Xiaofeng to enter the game obediently, but also knocked out a large amount of money from Yuan Suiyun's hand, Wuzheng Villa's century-old foundation, she only needs a few million taels, which is by no means greedy.

"Young lady lost all her relatives, so I don't know what is your plan?" Yuan Suiyun asked standing next to Shangguan Feiyan, looking rather reserved and embarrassed.

There are quite a few people watching the excitement around them, and many passing by will look sideways and point, after all, the two of them at the moment are too much like a vulgar drama between a heartless rich man and a helpless good woman .

"My family... My family has fallen to this point now, it's better to end this life with a rope!" Shangguan Feiyan's crying was just right, it was true that those who heard it were sad and those who saw it wept, Yuan Suiyun couldn't help but frown, hesitating After a while, he said: "I have another courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River..."

He didn't need to finish his words, Shangguan Feiyan had already heard the string song and understood the elegant meaning, sobbing a few times: "My family only asks for a piece of tile to cover myself, the original son's great kindness, my family can't repay it!"

Yuan Suiyun hurriedly helped her up, then withdrew his hand as if being scalded, the thin red smudged from behind his ears to Bai Shengsheng's cheeks, the shyness of the young man's love was obvious, and Shangguan Feiyan's heart twitched, like this A good-looking young man, even if he really gave his body to him, it would not be a loss.

Shangguan Feiyan was still crying, and asked about the burial of her cheap relative. She said that she would go to worship, not to mention the real sacrifice and the fake sacrifice, leaving a good impression on this young master's heart is the key.

Yuan Suiyun showed emotion on his face, but his heart was cold, as long as he controlled his expression, no one could see any flaws in him.

——In the eyes of the blind man, except for the emptiness, no extra emotion can be seen.

"Miss Shangguan... I'm a little tired, why don't you find a shop to rest for a while?" Standing aside, she seemed to be sincerely comforting, but in fact, she listened to Shangguan Feiyan crying for a long time with cold eyes, and felt that her intermittent crying was full of tears. It's a feeling of powerlessness, Yuan Suiyun suggested "considerately", showing a bit of embarrassment on the surface.

Shangguan Feiyan has been howling for so long, her mouth is dry and her hands and feet are weak. She secretly hates Yuan Suiyun's clumsy tongue, doesn't understand women's thoughts, comforts her for a long time, but only repeats a few scenes, without any thoughtfulness, thoughtfulness, tenderness and tenderness. , so that she couldn't get off the stage and couldn't stop logically, while making up her mind to satisfy the young master's appetite so that he could also taste the pain of heartbreak, while covering her mouth and laughing, as if she was amused by Yuan Suiyun, "The slave's house is arranged by the original son."

So Yuan Suiyun took her to Songhe Tower and said, "I heard that there is a new chef from the Western Regions here, and his skills are very superb." Anyone who brought a newly bereaved girl to eat Western Region dishes would have to say A sentence of ignorance of current affairs, but his tone was full of complacency, as if he thought he had done a great good deed.

But this posture is a bit childish and cute.

Shangguan Feiyan said a few words of self-pity, which caused Yuan Suiyun to apologize with a little panic, but secretly he was very satisfied. He had heard that Yuan Suiyun was the old man of Yuan Dongyuan , raised by thousands of pampers since he was a child, but he can be so naive and uncommon, this young master is probably no different from that boudoir lady.

No woman can resist the temptation to dye a piece of white paper with her own color, even a veteran like Shangguan Feiyan, even, the longer she spends in love, the more she likes that kind of flawless cleanliness.

Shangguan Feiyan plots against Yuan Suiyun, and Yuan Suiyun plots against Shangguan Feiyan, both of them played the oboe with their own ghosts, and as soon as they stepped into the Songhe Tower, they heard a familiar voice.

"Master Yuan? What a coincidence, we meet again."

Yuan Suiyun stretched his brows and eyes with a gentle smile, nodded slightly and said: "You and I have a lot of fate today, Qitong."

It was Hua Manlou who bumped into them at the door.

The author has something to say: this girl from Shangguan is desperate for her strength, and Mr. Yuan is not a vegetarian. They calculated each other, and Susu calmly watched the fire from the other side and took care not to let the fire burn on Huahua. Diao Diao hhhhh to meet this group of bosses, let’s light a candle for Little Phoenix first, I’m going to be busy in the future, I’m really distressed w Then I got the comments of Ion Fei Little Angel in Wenren’s pit yesterday, if it wasn’t for modifying the series When I looked back at the comments, I probably ignored hhhhh, but I was still moved to tears. The Hua family brother’s attitude is indeed a bit problematic, so I made some changes. In No.12, Thirteen and Chapter 39, I put Hua’s brother The attitude has changed to be more reasonable w I am deeply grateful to Ion Fei, the little angel, I love you so much 030

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