"Dead child, pretend to be a ghost and don't call me mother" Chu Yu's shoulders shrunk, and it took a lot of effort to get out of his arms, holding on to the window lattice and barely standing up, hiding the blush on his face through the darkness.
Although the fairy behind her let her go, her hands hung by the window, as if she had inadvertently encircled her in her arms, and asked fairy-likely: "Little aunt, where have you been?"
Chu Yu was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, where did she go, Aunt Jin would not fail to tell him, and asked her why so persistently Under the weakness of the heart, most of the people's tone is a little rushed, and the emotions that have been suppressed for a long time make her very impatient: "Where to go, where can Lao Tzu go, I hope to go to heaven and earth, stay away from your big grave, don't plant yourself in it" Qin Sheng looked at her fixedly but did not speak, only the amber eyes seemed to be gradually dyed into the night, deep as the sinking sea, the smoke and waves were vast, the shadow was unknown, and there seemed to be a strange beast swimming at the bottom of the eyes, as if it would break through the sea at any time, hideous and hideous, devouring and tearing everything.
Seeing Chu Yu's back furry inexplicably, those charming thoughts were thrown out of the clouds, and the terrifying scene of seeing the corpse mountain and blood lake between the flames of that day and the third lady Shen being pierced by a tree branch surfaced in the depths of his mind.
A chill ran through her heart This guy won't be annoyed that she is using him later, and plans to skewer her into skewers too, grill it, bake it, and eat it "Little aunt."
Qin Sheng suddenly spoke softly.
Chu Yu nervously closed the window, staring at him with a pair of big black eyes: "Hey" The person in front of him suddenly sighed, leaned down, hugged her tightly, and whispered, "Don't leave Qin Sheng." ” Chu Yu stiffly let him hold him, not knowing what kind of medicine this person's gourd was selling, and there was even a trace of almost invisible grievance and gloom in his tone.
Maybe there was a little bit of an almost hideous chill in between, Chu Yu thought she still hadn't heard it.
But this has changed from a terrifying demon king to a coquettish and aggrieved teenager's thriller painting style, which is enough to make her unable to come back to her senses.
She froze for a long time, and she didn't know where she got the courage, so she asked, "What if my little aunt leaves you?"
The body of the person lying on her shoulder stiffened, and the stiff and even thick autumn clothes reached her, and she became more and more stiff with the cold.
She smiled wryly, estimating that she would hear some threats such as killing her whole family, dismembering and burying her fish to raise flowers.
But after a while, I heard his elegant and indifferent voice in my ears: "I, I will cry." ” Chu Yu plucked his ears: "What" Auditory hallucinations, she must have had auditory hallucinations What's going on with this fairy on his shoulder, full of weird and contradictory painting style?
On weekdays, even if she is beaten as "brain-dead", where is the male god painting style who is still cold?
Qin Sheng buried her face deeper in her neck, and her melodious but muffled voice sounded again: "I will cry." ” Chu Yu: "Who taught you to say that" Qin Sheng was silent, as if he was fighting against his own reason, or perhaps feeling an emotion called humiliation.
After a long time, he whispered: "Xiaobao, the son of the fat aunt in the kitchen." ” Chu Yu's voice was gentle, and he was kind and seductive: "How old is Xiaobao?"
Qin Sheng: "Nine years old. ” Chu Yu was silent for a while, then raised his hand and picked up the strange beauty from his shoulder: "Sheng'er is not hungry, my little aunt has brought you something delicious." ” The tone is unprecedentedly gentle and treacherous, full of wolf grandmother.
Qin Sheng looked down at her, with a soft light floating in her eyes, and seemed to be a little dazed: "The little aunt gave it to me" Chu Yuwolf's grandmother was a little puzzled, this "baby" looked incredulous, as if she had often abused him before, and she looked dazed like this.
She touched a piece of snack from Mrs.
Liu Er from her waist pocket and fed it to him, gently coaxing: "I like Xiaobao, what he said is right, Ah Sheng will play with Xiaobao more in the future and be good friends with him." ” Xiaobao is a talent.
Compared with a cold male god who can take people to arrange flowers, she prefers a stupid man who can cry.
That's right, she's just so tasteless.
Qin Sheng looked at her quietly for a long time, so long that she was a little uneasy about this thing, she didn't poison it, and Aunt Liu wouldn't be so stupid.
Qin Sheng suddenly lowered her head and turned her face slightly, the tip of her scarlet tongue gently curled, sweeping away the crumbs of her slender fingertips, and her voice was quiet and slight: "It tastes very good, is there anything else in my little aunt?"
The soft and moist touch from his fingertips brought a secret tingling, Chu Yu slowly turned his face away, hiding the red tide that involuntarily appeared on his face, and somewhat absentmindedly picked up another piece and fed it to him: "Well, it's delicious, you can eat more." ” Feeding mode is on.
Day 2 In the kitchen, there was a tall and a short shadow.
The short one is a little bigger, while licking the osmanthus sorbet in his hand, he said triumphantly: "I'm right, every time I tell my mother that she wants to buy me or not, I cry, my mother will definitely take me."
The tall one squatted down and said thoughtfully, "Hmm." ” The short one shook the pigtail on the top of his head, and suddenly took out a small book and a charcoal pen from his pocket and stuffed them into the big one's arms: "Here you go, write down all the methods I taught you how to make A-Niang hurt you more" It's rare to meet a stupid big man to make him a gentleman, Xiaobao is full of a sense of accomplishment, and he is also very conscious of being a teacher, and he has prepared paper and pen for the "student".
The tall man looked down at the yellowed notebook and cheap charcoal in his hand, and said lightly: "No, I can remember what you said." ” "Hey, stupid big man, it's not because you gave me the sorbet that my mother hid, so I was reluctant to give this to you."
The student's unappreciative made Xiaobao a little faceless, and scolded with a round bun face.
"My mother said that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, not to mention that you are so old and so stupid, even your aunt dislikes you, so don't hurry up and write down what Uncle Bao said."
Before Xiao Bao's triumphant words fell, he caught a glimpse of the tall face opposite that had no expression, but suddenly sank, and a gloomy chill came to his face, almost tearing him apart like a blade, and the instinctive fear made Xiao Bao fall to the ground, and he was about to cry loudly.
The next moment, the tall man suddenly stood up, put away his little book and charcoal in silence, and then turned to leave.
Xiaobao was a little stunned for a long time, and then touched his smooth brain, and stood up with a blank face, but saw that there was an extra osmanthus sorbet on the windowsill.
Xiaobao immediately jumped up with joy, leaving behind all the things that he couldn't understand in his brain, and happily held the plate and nibbled on it: "Hey, there is also sorbet" When he was about to finish gnawing, a thunderous scolding suddenly came from the top of his head: "Turtle son, the old lady knows that you don't do good things in the kitchen, and you dare to steal osmanthus sorbet, you don't know if this is a snack for the Lord, and you won't open the house for three days."
Xiaobao was grabbed by her fat lady with one hand, and she squeaked in pain.
"Mother, it's not me, I didn't steal it, it's a stupid big one" Damn, why did my mother come back early, someone must have secretly sued my mother Mu Yao, who was squatting on the tree outside the window and was in charge of monitoring Qin Sheng, looked at Xiaobao who was beaten all over the ground in the room, and then turned his head to look at the tall figure that disappeared in the distance, he touched his chin and secretly wondered.
When did the Lord pay so much attention to the affairs of the kitchen, and specially ordered people to call the fat aunt back to the kitchen in advance How could an "old man" like Mu Yao know that there is a kind of jealousy in this world called "children's jealousy", which is more painful than women's jealousy.
In a flash, another five days passed.
Early this morning, after Chu Yu finished grooming, she saw Aunt Jin's personal maid Red Sleeves leading a few guards standing at her door.
When Red Sleeves saw her come out, he coldly informed her that she was going to enter the piano school later today as the wife and sister of the old man Qin, that is, the younger sister of the deceased Mrs.
Qin, and the carriage was already waiting in the outer courtyard of the Qin family.
This news was no less than a dose of medicine that made Chu Yu extremely excited, which made her feel energetic in an instant, and she was so relieved that she almost jumped up on the spot, only to feel that the cold face of the red sleeves was also very pleasing to the eye.
"I'm going to clean up, Red Sleeves, you look so good today, don't you want it."
Red Sleeves was stunned for a moment, but she stretched out her hand not to hit the smiling person, she watched Chu Yu turn back to the room excitedly, and only snorted lightly: "Stupid." ” Chu Yu happily went back to the room and simply packed a few clothes, and ran out with his baggage.
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In any case, being able to break free from the control of the Qiankun Courtyard is the first step to escape from the Qinjia's Demon Cave It's just that when she passed by the outer room, she suddenly felt as if she was missing something, and she involuntarily stopped.
Looking at the empty room for a while, she slowly turned her head, looked at the sunlight falling through the thick clouds outside the door, sighed softly, and walked out of the door with her baggage.
It's okay if you're not there, it's better not to say goodbye to that person, according to the inexplicable obsession with the fart now, I'm afraid she won't be able to go.
What's more, he is the head of the Qin family, not something that a fart like her can cling to, and she doesn't want to cling, let alone be killed by him who wakes up one day.
It's just that inexplicably, Chu Yu suddenly felt as if he was leaving, with a little less excitement and more inexplicable melancholy.
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