[Wearing Books] The little milk fish raised by the master is soft and flirtatious

On the second day, when Chu Han went out early, Su Zhuo made breakfast himself.

There were only two of them, so Su Zhuo brought them directly to the bedroom and asked Sancho to sit on the bed and eat.

"I'm going to the City Lord's Mansion today, do you want to go with me?" Su Zhuo said.

Sancho nodded without thinking: "Go, wherever the master goes, Qiaoqiao will go."

"I can't hug you when you go to the City Lord's Mansion, go by yourself."

San Qiao nodded his head again, he didn't have to be hugged by others, he was lazy only if Su Zhuo felt comfortable hugging him, and pestered him all day long.

After eating, they locked the door, and the two set off. Sancho was led by Su Zhuo all the way through the lonely alley, and finally stopped at the gate of the city lord's mansion.

Luofeng City has fallen into disrepair, and the City Lord's Mansion is not much stronger. The black gate is tightly closed, and there is not a single guard at the gate.

Su Zhuo stepped forward and knocked on the door a few times, and after a while, the door was slowly opened from the inside, and the stooped old man in servant clothes opened the door.

Su Zhuo explained his purpose before being invited in.

"Isn't the city lord in the mansion?" The two sat in the front hall for a while, but they didn't see the so-called city lord, only the old man brought tea, and they didn't even see a servant at home.

"The city lord is here, but..." The old man turned his head and gave Sancho a vague look.

Sancho knew immediately what he meant.

Let Su Zhuo go in, but not himself.

But in this already dangerous Luofeng City, there was no one in the City Lord's Mansion, it was gloomy, and Sancho didn't dare to stay here by himself.

He immediately clenched Su Zhuo's hand tightly, moved closer, hugged his arm, shook his head and whispered: "No, I don't want to be left behind, I'm afraid."

Su Zhuo raised his head and touched the top of his hair, his voice was not easy to question: "He wants to go in with me."

As if to say, if we are not allowed to enter together, we will leave together.

The old man hesitated for a moment, and could only nod his head, then turned around and led the two of them into the inner room.

Seeing the city lord, San Qiao knew why Su Zhuo said he couldn't hug him, because the city lord turned out to be a man without legs, and the entire thigh was gone.

In ancient times when there were no wheelchairs, people with disabled legs could only be carried around. If Sancho was carried because he was lazy, wouldn't it be a blow to him?

But what really surprised Sancho was not the Santo's legs, but the red spots on his face.

As soon as he saw Su Zhuo, the city lord got up from the bed excitedly: "Immortal, I beg the immortal to save Luofeng City, please save me."

"How could the city lord..." Su Zhuo was also a little surprised.

As soon as there was a crisis in the city, the city lord ordered everyone to wrap up tightly to avoid infection.

But the people in the city didn't take it seriously at first, but everyone in the City Lord's Mansion is on guard.

What's more, the city owner's legs are disabled and he rarely goes out, so how can he suffer from this disease.

"I don't know, I don't know." The city lord's tears fell, "First, my son started to have red spots, and then my wife. Now they are all dead, and it is me. The servants in this mansion are dead. Running and running, now there is only one old flower farmer who has taken care of him for many years, and he is reluctant to leave."

The city lord cried while talking, and Sancho felt a little sad when he saw it.

But there are countless such families in the city, and they have nothing to do.

"You...don't cry, we will do our best." Sancho took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to the Sancho.

The city lord wanted to reach out to pick it up, but before he touched the handkerchief, there was a sharp pain in his hand. He screamed suddenly, and Sancho shrank back quickly in fright.

The old gardener who welcomed them in hurriedly walked in from the door to appease the city lord, and then bowed deeply to the two of them.

"Troublesome immortals, you must save our city lord."

The city lord's spirit was unstable, and the two couldn't ask any questions, so they took some information about the initial death list from the city lord's mansion, and left.

On the way, San Qiao was still thinking about the appearance of the city lord just now, sighed leisurely, looked at Su Zhuo and said: "Master, you must save him."

Su Zhuo nodded slowly and responded.

Back at the residence, Chu Han hadn't come back yet, so the two found a recliner and looked through the documents in their hands in the yard.

It wasn't until dusk that Chu Han climbed in from the courtyard wall and lay down under the maple tree in the courtyard, panting heavily.

"Master, this errand of yours will make it easy for disciples to escape."

No one in the city dared to go out, and no one knew what was going on in each house, so Chu Han could only turn over the roofs of each house to see for himself.

Fortunately, there was no one on the street, and no one would see him flipping over the roof in broad daylight.

After resting, he got up from the ground, took out a few notes from his pocket and handed them to Su Zhuo.

"It's just these few houses. Their bodies are so festered that their family members don't dare to stay by their side anymore. I guess...there isn't much time left." Chu Han said.

Su Zhuo took it, took a few glances and put it in his arms.

"It's hard work, go and rest for a while."

Chu Han went back to his room to rest, and Su Zhuo made dinner himself.

Sancho sat on the chair with his chin propped up, watched him busy by the stove, and said after a while: "Master, do you want to guard?"

Su Zhuo gave a "hmm" and said, "It may not be what's outside that kills the people in the city, but what's inside them."

"Inside?" Sancho was startled, "You mean there is something parasitic in their bodies?"

Su Zhuo frowned and didn't understand what "parasitic" meant.

Sancho explained: "It is something that is kept in their own body."

Su Zhuo responded without saying anything, his eyes were a little dim.

Luofeng City has been closed for a long time, the people in the city are not allowed to go out, and every household in the city is afraid to go out, the vegetables and meat in the city are running out, and every household relies on that little food to survive.

If the matter is not resolved as soon as possible, I am afraid that this city will be delayed.

Su Zhuo knew the seriousness of the situation, but now he could only hope that Lin He would gain something.

Although Su Zhuo is here, he can't let go of the affairs of Yuli Peak, so he has to take care of both sides. He usually deals with some matters of Yuli Peak at night.

In the past, he was the one who sat at the desk, read books and dealt with things. Sancho lay on the bed and played for a while, and fell asleep when he was sleepy.

But after going to the city lord's mansion today, Sancho couldn't help but see the scene at that time in his mind, the stooped gardener, the gloomy mansion, and the city lord covered in red spots and without legs.

Sancho was a little scared.

Pulling away Su Zhuo's arms, she sat down on his lap, shrunk into a small ball and fell into Su Zhuo's arms.

Su Zhuo frowned slightly, always felt that it was inconvenient, but before the little mermaid opened her mouth, she said to herself with red eyes, be obedient and stay still.

Su Zhuo could only follow him.

When Su Zhuo finished dealing with the matter at hand, he lowered his eyes, and the small body in his arms had already fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder.

Probably because of the uncomfortable sleeping position, Sancho's brows were slightly creased.

Su Zhuo supported his back with one hand, embraced his legs with the other, hugged him up, and put him on the bed.

As soon as he put it down, Sancho opened his eyes in a daze, and wrapped his arms around Su Zhuo's neck, and pressed him into his arms.

She muttered in a low voice like a baby: "I'm afraid, don't sleep by yourself."

Su Zhuo patted him on the back: "Let go of me first, I'll undress you and sleep with you."

Sancho paused for a moment before letting go.

Su Zhuo took off their coats and hung them aside, then lifted the quilt and lay down.

Sancho rubbed himself against him, found a comfortable position and fell asleep deeply.

Su Zhuo waved his hand to extinguish the candle, and slowly hugged the fish on his body.

These days, he is almost inseparable from the little mermaid, and they are tired of being together day and night, but he seems to have gradually adapted to take care of him.

And the little mermaid seems to understand him too, with just one look, the little mermaid understands without even speaking.

It's like finding someone who's a perfect fit, and it feels good.

The next day when Sancho woke up, it was still dark, and he had been dreaming intermittently throughout the night. The dreams were all messy things, some in the real world, and some after wearing a book.

Since having 003, he hasn't had a dream for a long time, and this feeling makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

But opening his eyes in Su Zhuo's arms made him feel at ease.

He propped himself up with his arms and rubbed upwards, stopped above Su Zhuo's cheek and looked at him, after a while he couldn't help but slowly leaned over to kiss him.

As soon as he touched his lips, Su Zhuo quickly opened his eyes, but this time Sancho didn't hide, he raised his hands to cover those eyes with some embarrassment, and then continued to kiss on his lips.

Su Zhuo's hand did not push him away, but slowly supported San Qiao's waist, trying to kiss him back.

Su Zhuo turned over and pressed Sancho against his body to kiss deeply, kneading his soft waist with his hands.

Sancho snorted and hugged his back tightly.

After kissing for a long time, the two separated, a silver line from the corner of their lips, extraordinarily alluring.

Su Zhuo panted slightly and lay on Sancho's body. Both of their bodies had already reacted, and two hard//stiff things touched together.

"Master." Sancho called softly.

"Don't tease me casually in the future." Su Zhuo waited for the desire in his body to be suppressed before getting up from him, sitting on the edge of the bed and putting on his coat.

If the last time was because of the little mermaid's estrus, then this was the first time the two kissed willingly together.

Sancho also got up, the collar that was messed up just now was still open loosely, he hugged Su Zhuo's waist from behind, and tilted his head to reveal his small head.

"How could it be Qiao Qiao who provoked it, it was obviously the master who took the initiative."

Sancho bit his arm lightly, and it was himself who was pressed down and kissed in the end.

The two got up and packed up, went to the front hall to have breakfast, and then went out with the few notes that Chu Han brought back yesterday.

Chu Han was probably too tired yesterday, and they hadn't gotten up when they went out.

Walking around Luofeng City, Su Zhuo remembered the yard of a patient with the worst condition, and then walked back, planning to wait until after dark at night.

As soon as he returned to the outside of the residence wall, Su Zhuo paused, frowned, and tightened Sancho's hand.

Pushing open the door, Chu Han was hanged upside down on a tree with only a pair of obscene pants left, his mouth was tightly gagged.

Under the tree, a man in a bright red robe is drinking tea leisurely, playing with a knife in one hand...

Seeing the two people at the door, Chu Han, who was hanging from the tree, gave two "woo hoo" and struggled towards them.

Jun Yi took the small knife he was playing with in his hand, and threw it out with a whoosh, brushing against Chu Han's thigh, cutting a hole in his obscene pants, and leaving a bloodstain.