After crossing, I became a group pet

The clothes in this world are made of light and fluffy fabrics, like clouds. Wearing them on a man in white feels like flying, elegant and fairy-like.

Su Mu looked back and saw Su Qingmian, frowning: "Why are you here?"

Hearing that the man in white turned around, Su Qingmian realized that it wasn't because of the immortality of the clothes, but because of this man.

He let the Buddha come from the depths of the clouds, like the flowing wind returning to the snow, the flowers come out of Lubo.

However, the corners of his eyes were raised up, which made people dare not look directly at him.

Wan Ke'er glanced at Su Qingmian from the corner of her eye and knew that he did not recognize Lord Tianshu, so she saluted loudly on purpose, "I have met Lord Tianshu, City Lord Su."

The two nodded slightly.

Su Qingmian smiled awkwardly yet politely, Wan Ke'er hinted so clearly that he would not be unable to react, the man in white was Lord Tianshu, listening to the voice of the night.

Ling Yesheng is really good-looking, no wonder the original owner likes him so much, if Ling Yesheng is a girl, Su Qingmian doesn't mind trying to pursue Ling Yesheng according to the original owner's wishes, but Ling Yesheng is a man, let's forget it .

In order to show that he has completely separated from his previous relationship, Su Qingmian imitated Wan Ke'er and bowed to him, and the official one: "I have met Lord Tianshu."

After finishing speaking, he stopped going to see the sound of the night, walked quickly to Su Mu, and opened the lunch box: "I heard from the servant that the fourth brother left the house at night. You haven't eaten yet, right? See if it suits your appetite."

The lunch box was insulated, and the food inside was still hot.

Seeing that Su Qingmian didn't show any remembrance of Master Tianshu, Su Mu's frown relaxed.

"Just ask the servant to deliver it."

Su Qingmian: "This is my idea. It is not sincere to ask the servant to deliver it."

Su Qingmian's face is full of a healing sunny smile, and the deep dimples around his mouth make him look full of youthful childishness and cuteness, pure and beautiful.

Su Mu took the lunch box and carefully closed the lid.

Su Qingmian is like a curious kitten, tentatively touching the root of the atrium with his little hand, and when his hand touches the root, he seems to see intermittent spiritual power flowing inside the root, which makes him very uncomfortable, it feels like I was writing with a gel pen that didn't get too much ink, feeling uncomfortable and anxious.

Withdrawing his hand to his chest, an indescribable pity slowly rose in his heart, as if he was about to cry.

"Qingmian, we're going home."

Su Mu's words pulled Su Qingmian out of the mysterious feeling.

Su Qingmian asked in a low voice: "Don't you want to repair the root of the atrium?"

Su Mu: "What you see is only a small part of tree roots exposed to the ground, and there are countless root systems hidden underground, which need to be repaired bit by bit."

It's so pitiful... He feels sympathy for a tree, and his feelings are so strong that even Su Qingmian himself finds it inconceivable.

"How long will it take?"

Su Mu: "If it is fast, it will only take a moment, if it is slow, it will take half a year."

The gap between faster and slower is too big, Su Qingmian is full of puzzlement.

"what?"

Su Mu glanced at Ling Yesheng, with probing and ridiculing in his eyes: "Repairing the root of the atrium requires vitality, and Lord Tianshu's vitality is the purest, if he is willing to give the root of the atrium the vitality it needs at once , it will be fine soon. Unfortunately, some people are not willing to pay so much."

Su Mu's words can be regarded as being clear. The sound of the night can restore the power of the root of the atrium in a moment, but he doesn't want to do it.

Su Qingmian's heart turned to the root of the atrium, and she looked at Ling Yesheng with some disdain.

Ling Ye's face remained unchanged, and he smiled gracefully and gently, as if he hadn't heard Su Mu's words. He didn't defend himself, just looked over with a tolerant gaze, and said something insignificant: "I remember that the college wants to school starts."