Shanhai Inn

Lu Fengshi lightly tapped the cub's horn: "Lu Zhuo?"

The cub didn't respond, and looked down at him for a moment, but his eyes were still out of focus, covered with a thin layer of water mist, like a shadowy landscape painting.

Looks like he hasn't woken up yet.

Lu Fengshi rubbed the cub: "Don't sleep anymore?"

When Xiao Zai Zai is empty and returns to empty, people still respond, but it is slower than normal.

After the words fell, Lu Fengshi waited quietly. After a while, he heard the cub's voice in front of him.

"Oh." Don't sleep.

The soft voice made Lu Fengshi's heart soften: "Then what do you want to do?"

The cub was in a daze for a while, raised his paws to rub his belly, and looked at him with aggrieved eyes.

hungry.

Lu Fengshi laughed, rubbed the cub again, and carried him downstairs.

It was just after 06:30 at this time, and during dinner time, there were quite a few guests in the inn.

The menu Yang Jian listed recently has a sweet taste. The monsters originally thought that they tasted good and sweet, but when they smelled the smell of the cubs, they suddenly felt that the dishes on the table were no good.

Who can be sweeter than a walking cream and honey cake.

The monsters forgot Lu Fengshi's death stare for a while, and secretly looked at Lu Zhuo, but only saw Lu Fengshi's back.

Monsters: This teleportation, this movement, I would like to call it a peerless life, and I do not accept rebuttals.

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Whether he is awake or in a trance, Lu Zhuo is an obedient and cute little cub. He is not picky about food. He will eat whatever the people in the inn feed him. After he is full, he quickly falls asleep with his tail in his arms.

It's good to be able to eat and sleep.

Several people looked at it, and they were very pleased.

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Lu Fengshi went back with Lu Zhuo in his arms. Soon, he heard a knock on the door.

The door was unlocked, so he didn't get up: "Come in."

The next second, the door was pushed open, and Lin Xin walked in, holding the small cloth bag that Lu Fengshi had rescued from the fire before: "Come, return it to its original owner."

Lu Fengshi took it over, put it away carefully, and then listened to Lin Xin asking: "You and Xiaolu... what are your plans for the future?"

Lu Fengshi didn't understand what he meant, so he glanced at it suspiciously, Lin Xin saw it, and instantly felt that Zhulong's solitary figure stood still.

"You haven't thought about it yet, have you?" Daoist Xiao Lin hissed, "Will you listen to the logic I'll give you?"

Daoist Xiao Lin is Lu Fengshi's love advisor, and Lu Fengshi is still willing to listen to his words: "Say it."

Lin Xin pondered for a while before speaking.

"You and Xiaolu are in the same place, and you both have the memories of the past. It should be no problem to say that you are connected with each other, right?"

It took more than 30 seconds for Lu Fengshi to respond: "...um."

A simple word sounds rather indifferent, but Lin Xin knew that was not the case in his heart.

Daoist Xiaolin looked forward and landed on the tail of the little dragon cub that was swaying into a phantom, and he let out a sigh in his heart.

The mouth is too upright, too boring.

He went on to say: "Didn't you want to pursue Xiaolu before? Now that your hearts are connected, I think the pursuit can be saved. As far as the story of the two of you is concerned, it's no problem to get a certificate directly, right?"

Get the certificate.

Hearing what he said, the little dragon cub's tail swayed faster, as lively as he wanted, but the words he said were different, a little sad: "I don't think things are as easy as you think...you ignore one thing."

"what's up?"

"It is Lu Zhuo from more than 8000 years ago who likes me, not the current Lu Zhuo."

"..." Daoist Xiaolin felt that these words were a bit pretentious, "the soul is the same, and they also have the same memory. From the beginning to the end, there is only Xiaolu alone in the evil spirits, but they are in different times. Is it possible that you want to take the old Look at him and the current him as two people? You..."

He originally wanted to say whether you were just looking for trouble, but after thinking about it, he decided to save him some face, so he said a lot of euphemism: "Are you overcomplicating things?"

Lu Fengshi shook his head: "He needs time."

The former Lu Zhuo and the current Lu Zhuo are not fake, but they have two different personalities.

In the past, Lu Zhuo was chatty and lively, but now Lu Zhuo is quiet and introverted. In the past, Lu Zhuo had affection for Lu Fengshi, but now Lu Zhuo doesn't even know the concept of affection.

From Lu Zhuo's point of view, the 18 years of this life are the years he has personally gone through. It occupies Lu Zhuo's main consciousness, and the memory of the past is awakened in the middle, even though Lu Zhuo knows that it is what he has experienced before. Things, it is difficult to substitute in for a while.

Especially emotionally.

Lu Zhuo is a simple cub, ignorant, and has no idea about falling in love. How could he fall in love with Lu Fengshi instantly because of a memory that came back suddenly, and have been in love with him ever since.

Isn't this progress a little too fast?

Lu Fengshi told Lin Xin about this, Xiao Lin Daoist listened, and gradually felt that there seemed to be some truth, and he couldn't help but feel melancholy: "Then what should I do? I don't think you seem to be in a hurry, do you already have an idea?"

idea?Lu Fengknowledge really does exist.

"He needs time, and the most important thing I need is time. I will continue to chase him." Lu Fengshi said with a relaxed expression, and brought the flowers beside him.

The flower was the bouquet of lavender flowers that he gave to Lu Zhuo before. After being placed in the room for a few days, the edges of the petals were a little withered. When Lu Fengshi touched it, the withered place instantly returned to life. It looks great.

"He used to chase me for a long time, but now it's okay to change."

"I'm happy with it."

Lu Fengshi put the flowers back into the vase, looked down at Lu Zhuo's face, and said in a warm voice.

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Lu Zhuo fell asleep for a long time, and didn't wake up until noon the next day.

When he opened his eyes, he felt that half of his consciousness was awake, while the other half was still in a dream, pulling each other from inside to outside, which made him have a splitting headache.

Lu Zhuo sat up, took a long time, and finally woke up completely.

Memories of the past are rooted in the depths of consciousness, and they emerge bit by bit in my heart. Lu Zhuo simply sorted them out and summed up a few important information.

He is to ward off evil spirits.

He used to like Mr. Lu.

And Mr. Lu responded to his affection, sacrificed half of his own soul, and used a candle to reconquer his soul.

The amount of information is too large, making Lu Zhuo's thoughts a little confused.

The cub raised its paws and rubbed the space between its eyebrows. At about the same time, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Lu Fengshi walked in with a plate, and this was what he saw - the white fluffy little cub's paws were pressed between his eyebrows, as if thinking of something bothering, his cheeks were slightly bulging, like a Just fluffy little buns.

Goofy and cute.

He smiled, raised his hand and knocked on the door frame.

"Boom-"

Lu Zhuo came back to his senses, seeing Lu Fengshi, his eyes froze for a moment.

The two of them are soul-bound, and now that his memory has returned, so must Lu Fengshi.

That is to say...Mr. Lu knew all about his secret love in the past.

"Mr. Lu..." He felt a little at a loss for those embarrassing memories. He didn't know what to say. After a long while, he said foolishly, "Good morning."

"It's already noon." Lu Fengshi put the plate on the small wooden table and smiled at Lu Zhuo, "Let's have something to eat first."

On the dinner plate is a hearty bento specially prepared by Yang Jian for the cub, which is very rich.

Normally, Lu Zhuo would have become a happy cook, but this time, he was restless, and his appetite was naturally affected, and he ate without taste.

Lu Fengshi saw: "What's the matter, don't you like these?"

"Huh? No, no, I like it." Xiao Zai Zai panicked, "It's because I can't hold chopsticks with my paws, and I'm not used to it."

That's the excuse.

Back then, the evil spirits didn't like the human body, and they used their original form in everything they did, so they couldn't get used to it.

Lu Zhuo thought of this point after he finished speaking, and felt that it was easy to be exposed. Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu seemed to believe it, and instead of continuing to ask, he comforted the cub: "Don't worry, take your time."

Xiao Zai Zai lowered his head, hummed lightly, and held the chopsticks again.

A meal is eaten slowly, and it ends after 10 minutes.

With nothing at hand, Lu Yan was at a loss again. He didn't know how to get along with Lu Fengshi. Fortunately, the latter didn't stay in the room too much. He told the cub that he had something to deal with, and then he took the dinner plate down upstairs.

Lu Zhuo needed both time and space, and Lu Fengshi knew it, so he gave it all to him.

Not needing to face him at close range for the time being, Lu Zhuo relaxed a lot, and his tense tail eased up a little bit.

Soon, I heard a slight sound from outside the door, as if someone was opening the door.

Lu Zhuo's tail was taut again, and he looked forward, the door was quickly pushed open, and the person who came was not Lu Fengshi, nor a few people from the inn, but the little dragon cub.

He pushed open the door with his dragon tail, and floated around Lu Zhuo, very intimate.

Lu Zhuo raised his paw and poked him: "Where did you go, why are you only coming back now?"

The little dragon cub didn't speak, and the dragon's tail was sent forward, with a small flower curled inside.

Small pale pink flowers with a little white in the middle are Lu Zhuo's favorite color in the past, and he goes to the lake to pick them every day.

"Give it to me?" Lu Zhuo asked softly, eyebrows curved.

The little dragon cub nodded, lowered his head and rubbed his horns against him, very intimate.

He is so cute that Lu Zhuo's heart softened, and he raised his claws and hugged the little dragon cub together with Xiaohua into his arms.

Being hugged by Lu Zhuo, the whole body was trapped in the cub's soft down. The little dragon cub paused, feeling that the coldness in his body dissipated at this moment, and the heat rose from the place where the two of them touched, and melted into him all the way. heart.

He rolled up with the dragon's tail, and after a while, he also laughed.

……

On one side, a dragon and a cub are gentle and intimate, on the other side, the Lu Feng consciousness of the human body separated from the spiritual consciousness has not dissipated, and they walked into the study and took out a paper and pen.

The tip of the pen hung on the paper, and it stayed there for a long time without falling, because Mr. Lu's next task is more difficult and requires a certain level of technical content and literary accomplishment——

Write love poems to cubs.