There is no escape, the son is hard to coax

As Xiao Wu expected, Luo Qianshu was very talkative on the first day of formal class, so Master Mo Qi caught this and made all kinds of tricks.The time point for being late was kept at Si Shi, but the reason was that there were a lot of things related to sleep developed from oversleeping.For example, I had a nightmare at night, so that I was always confused on the way here, so I went the wrong way. For example, I was too excited about the content of the next day’s class and went to bed late. For example, it rained at night and caused him insomnia, etc. Half a month later, no matter how dull Ren Luoqianshu was, he also realized how annoying Mo Qiyue was.

With a pair of big dark circles under her eyes, Luo Qianshu's mood at this moment was as gloomy as the weather outside.

Listening to the anxious footsteps outside the door, Luo Qianshu thought that it would not be easy for Mo Qiyue to make excuses, so she said by herself: "I don't know if it was Shunzi last night or Tiaozi's relationship was not going well. I want to chat with you, Young Master Seven. So it delayed your rest?"

"Ah?" Shunzi maintained the posture of one foot in the door and one foot outside the door, and was so frightened by Luo Qianshu's non-stop speech that he lost his response all of a sudden.

"Where's your master?" Seeing that Shunzi was alone, Luo Qianshu suddenly felt a headache. Is this the rhythm of a new pattern?

"Master... the master is sick, and the slave is here to ask for leave from the master." Shunzi glanced at Luo Qianshu's darkened face, wondering if it was time to remind the person who pretended to be sick to restrain himself.

No matter how good-tempered a person is, if he is teased like a fool by the young master, he will explode.Seeing Mr. Luo like this, he probably couldn't bear it any longer, so he directly took the ruler to beat him.

"Sick? That's just right. I also learned some medical skills, so I just went to help him!" Luo Qianshu flicked the sleeves of his robe, passed Shunzi and walked outside.

"Ah? No... Mr. Luo..." Shunzi was taken aback by Luo Qianshu's aura, and when he came back to his senses, Luo Qianshu had already walked a long way.

At this time, a certain young master who was said to be sick was sitting in a private room of a certain inn, listening to a storyteller with a serious face.

"By the way, Prince Ninghua has let out such cruel words. He thought that this person who made him worry about him would be as good as all his friends before him, and he would forget about it after a while. But I don't want Qiyue to be stubborn, so I don't say anything After jumping into the Immortal Terrace, I would rather be a mortal than a fairy!" The storyteller stopped to take a sip of water, and looked upstairs as if unintentionally.

It is a good thing that some people like to listen to his storytelling, but the young man upstairs is the only one who came here for three consecutive years just to run this story.And every time the story reaches this point, the young master will order his subordinates to come down to offer a reward, and then he will leave without caring about the follow-up.

"Master, are you tired of hearing this story?" Tiao Zi took a nap and opened his eyes, the time was right, his young master was about to leave!

"I'm willing, can you control it?" Rolling his eyes, Mo Qiyue quickly walked a few steps to distance himself from Tiaozi.

When he was ten years old, he heard such a story here. It was not very exciting, but it made him always want to hear it.But every time I heard the part of "Falling into the Immortal Terrace", I felt disgusted from the bottom of my heart and couldn't listen to it anymore, so I had to treat it as the only part of the story.

"How dare my subordinates care about you? It's just young master, you're making all kinds of excuses every day, aren't you afraid that Mr. Luo will be taken away by you?" Tiaozi motioned Mo Qiyue to look at the left hand side, and at the same time hid his body back , to reduce their sense of existence.

Well... something happened!

Mo Qiyue saw Luo Qianshu who was walking ahead and Shunzi who was being carried by Yingyun at a glance. The first thing he thought about was not how to explain to himself, but whether he could slip away with his level.