Black Robbery

The young lady was stunned for a moment, she probably didn't expect Feng Luo to answer her words, "Then, what if you leave by yourself?"

"Uh..." I couldn't answer these words.

"If you leave, don't forget to come back. If you don't want to come back, just take me with you and let me know where you are. If I want to come back, I'll come back to see my dad by myself. That's it, okay?" .

"Uh..." This...

"Miss, A Luo is not someone who makes promises easily. You are A Luo's benefactor. When you rescued A Luo, he was seriously injured. He must have enemies. Moreover, after listening to Mr. Qi's talk about Shigu today, I feel restless. I really don't want to Miss Jean..."

"I understand. I'm not stupid. I'm just joking. A Luomo has to be serious. Let's go home first."

The young lady was walking in front, her hairpin swaying slightly, her black hair reaching her waist, and she didn't know when the catkins fell. They swayed gently with the young lady's footsteps, but they were still there, and Feng Luo slowly approached the young lady.

Obviously, he could reach it with his arms stretched out. Feng Luo looked at the swaying hairpin, and felt a little absent-minded. He felt that the swaying was good. He held his breath, not daring to disturb him too much. The closer he got, the closer he took it off. .

The young lady stopped suddenly, and Feng Luo stopped in time to avoid hitting her, but when the young lady turned around, her lips failed to move away from the tip of the young lady's nose in time, and the two touched lightly.

"A Luo... why are you so close to me?" The young lady's eyes changed slightly.

"I..." Feng Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he picked up Feixu in his hand to explain, but Feixu didn't know where it had gone.

"I'm sorry, I met Ah Luo, but you should be closer to me first, Ah Luo shouldn't care about it."

"Uh..." The young lady said as if she had taken advantage of it. Seeing the satisfaction in the young lady's slightly narrowed eyes, her mood improved.

Feng Luo thought, no matter what, just be happy.

"Uncle Qi and Qi Zhaoming are going to stay at my house tonight. I don't want to see him, so I'll make an excuse to blow the air and feel unwell. When the time comes... Ah Luo can stay in the room with me to relieve boredom."

The young lady looked at Feng Luo and made a pun with malicious intentions.

"it is good……"

This was also the first time that Feng Luo had entered the Miss's room in Li's residence, it was elegant and chic.

The simple and elegant wooden bed, the dressing table next to the bed is neatly tidied up, the landscape ink painting is hung on the wall behind the main table, and next to the ink painting is a picture of ninety-nine cold dispelling. On the table, apart from a pile of ledgers, there were practiced jumbled characters.

Taking off the cloak and hanging it on the hanger next to her, the young lady combed her hair in front of the mirror, and then sat at the desk, grinding the paint finely.

"A Luo, I haven't dyed this plum blossom today, do you want to paint?"

Nine nine plum blossoms, nine petals each, one petal is dyed every day from the winter solstice, and when the dyeing is finished, the weather is warm and the flowers are in full bloom.

It can be seen that the young lady's life is indeed extremely boring;

The plum blossoms in Miss's Cold Dispelling Picture were dyed evenly and beautifully, which really made Feng Luo afraid to write for fear of spoiling a good painting.

"Won't……"

"Then I'll just teach you. I'm idle anyway." The young lady was eager to try, and looked at Feng Luo, like a cat seeing a ball of fur, or a Jingwei seeing a branch.

"Uh..." After all, he couldn't escape, Feng Luo closed his eyes in despair.

The young lady held Feng Luo's hand holding the pen. Her strength was very light, and the skin it touched was a little itchy. Feng Luo didn't dare to move.

After that, the lady continued to look at the account book.The young lady looked through the account book for as long as a morning, and as long as a whole day, and always felt that the master handed over all the accounts to the young lady.

Feng Luo was wandering around. There were many books on the bookshelf, most of which were poetry collections and story books, legends and legends. Feng Luo was not very interested in this. Eyes sucked.

"This is the latest edition." The young lady raised her eyes and said, "Xue'er likes to read this, it fell to me last time, it talks about major events in the world in recent years, you can read it as you like."

"The master of Shigugu died in the wind."

"Shigu... Feng..." For some reason, seeing the first big event, Feng Luo felt nervous for no reason, accompanied by a slight suffocation.

"Three months ago, Yunhe was tragically destroyed by Shigu, leaving out the outer sect disciple who had been dormant in Shigu for a long time. The spy watched for the opportunity and beheaded Gu master Fengqi when he was practicing kung fu and went mad. What will happen next? " Kyushu Wind and Cloud "continues to pay attention."

"A Luo, what are you thinking?" The young lady waved her fingers in front of Feng Luo's eyes, her fair complexion, and her fingertips were a touch of pink, "You've been here for a long time, I've read all the accounts."

Feng Luo was analyzing his emotions.

Where does this tension come from?She guessed the relationship between herself and Shi Gu, maybe there was, maybe it was self-indulgence, but how could this suffocation be explained?

It can only be said that she has some relationship with Shi Gu.

Feng Luo never spared time in analyzing his emotions. After analyzing his emotions thoroughly, he knew what he was thinking, and he had a direction on what to do next.

"It's nothing." Feng Luo closed the book and put it back on the shelf. He heard footsteps not far away. After a while, Tassel came in.

"You don't even knock on the door when you come in? It's getting smaller and smaller." The young lady gave her an angry look.

"Miss, the master told you to go to the front hall, don't embarrass the servant girl." Tassel begged with a little threat.

"Don't go..."

"If Shu'er doesn't come, I'll go and see her. Hehe." Liusu imitated Mr. Qi's tone, and laughed to herself after she finished speaking.

The lady didn't hesitate for long, "A Luo, you can wait for me here."

Feng Luo nodded.

"Don't, just go along and see how good Mr. Qi is, and how well matched he is with Miss... Oops!"

The young lady twisted up Tassel's ears, and slid towards the door.

"You're the one who talks too much!" Miss turned around, "Sleep when you're sleepy, wait for me!"

"Miss, I won't do it anymore..."

The noise of the two of them gradually faded away, the whole world was drowsy and silent, wisps of moonlight shone through the pane on the table, the ink was still wet, Feng Luo glanced forward, the portrait could be seen even if it was roughly sketched It was a person who looked down and saw it.

With a slight movement of his mind, he suddenly felt a slight fluctuation of internal force coming from his head. Feng Luo became alert and looked up. There was a faint light on the disappearing tile, and Feng Luo saw someone's eyes.

"Fuck." The man complained in a low voice, and started to run away with lightness kung fu.