Xue Mu felt that there was nothing to choose at all.

He has always had such a promising prospect, and the whole world knows that girls who have not obtained it will try every means to find it. The girls around him are waiting for you, and they still choose a choice? How come such a pretentious thing?

It’s not that I helped the girl repair the computer, but that I really only repaired a computer.

He lowered his head and kissed the little fujoko on the lips.

Li Xiaorui closed his eyes.

What kind of second-tier women and fuji girls are always pretending. But there are too many people around him, how can we win his attention? The witch who plays with public opinion and manipulates people's hearts naturally has her ideas in her heart.

Trying about special gadgets can certainly win the young master's gaze and show his presence. What is selling corruption is just the tool Li Xiaorui has at hand, just for the young master to take a look.

It would be even better if she could carry her into the house to correct her orientation...

Just like now.

Xue Mu slowly parted a little, Li Xiaorui gasped gently, her eyes becoming blurred, and her red lips that had been kissed were a little wet and delicate.

In fact, this posture is not very comfortable. The table is very hard and the height is not very suitable. The most peculiar thing is that there is something in Li Xiaorui's arms, which is hard.

Both of them felt a little uncomfortable.

Li Xiaorui pushed him away a little and said shyly: "Young Master... I have something in my arms, take it out..."

Xue Mu secretly called this the true face of the witch, and he didn't want to learn this charming look of seducing a man, and he got into the state so quickly.

He was as good as a stream of good deeds, quietly leaned into the girl's arms, and found something wrapped in a handkerchief.

The handkerchief also brought the girl's body temperature, which was light and pleasant.

"Is this the stone pen?" Xue Mu's heart was a little soft. He could guess what was inside without having to take apart the handkerchief.

She did not put it in the Qiankun Ring, but put it close to her arms. This intention was obvious.

"I originally kept it, so I thought... In the future, I will use it as a family heirloom to my descendants and tell them that this is the benefit of my mother as a guard of the Lu Ding Gong back then. The first reporter in the world, and the first hard pen in the world. In the storm of Lu Ding Gong, my mother is his right-hand man, using the pen as a sword, and can support the emperor from above, suppress Buddhism and Taoism from below, and dominate the hearts of the people, and not see blood. Others must be envious of it."

Xue Mu choked for a moment and couldn't speak.

This is not a longing for the future or a bullshit glory. It is clearly a resentment, and the resentment is almost overflowing.

For him, he felt chill when he thought about the situation where a girl married and chatted around him.

"At that time, I was wondering, does the young master only like Sister Qingqing, and only like the stupid Qianxue, and doesn't like me as lively as I am? Then I'll be a little stupid as well, as if the young master is eating this set..." Li Xiaorui murmured: "Do you know, Xiaorui wanted to kiss you very early, very early... When I was in Luzhou, I wanted to... hug my young master, what does it taste like..."

Xue Mu stroked her face gently and whispered: "What did you taste like just now?"

Li Xiaorui pouted: "It's too fast, I didn't feel it."

So Xue Mu continued to lower his head and tasted the girl's fragrance. The hard pen rolled aside, and neither of them cared about it anymore.

If you like hard ones, there are those here, and that one is too thin.

…………

Xiao Qingwu quietly slipped away from the door with a stack of manuscripts in his arms.

I heard that Master was at the press station today. I wanted Master to correct the follow-up Three Kingdoms manuscripts. As soon as I came, I saw the eye-catching scene. Nothing happened to mess around on my desk...

Uh... It seems that I was not much normal at that time.

"Sister Guying, why don't you remind me?"

Ye Guying showed up: "I'm so fascinating to see it. I'm too lazy to remind you that the little girl is quite interesting... Actually, I've been secretly in love with the leader for a long time... You have to go in better. I can also see who is interesting to two girls who play with words. You used to be the same, and I secretly like him, and I insist on saying that it's the master."

"What does it have to do with you..." Xiao Qingwu was exposed and said contemptuously: "You are not the same. Who can you protect your soul if you have any personal protection?

"Oh, last night someone whispered Master Qingwu, Qingwu was going to be broken... Whose soul is gone?"

Xiao Qingwu blushed: "Not louder than you!"

"What's wrong with our demon sect shouting louder?" Ye Guying said with confidence: "It's better than a little white flower girl in front of someone and the black-bellied girl behind him."

"Who is the black-bellied girl behind a human being? I am obviously in front of me."

“…”

The girl passing by the press station looked sideways.

The two of them kept talking together, with a serious look on their faces.

"Hey, Xiao Baihua, you are like this in Medicine King Valley, what are your plans?"

Xiao Qingwu held the manuscript and pondered: "After writing this book, I will go back to Gu to help my master and do medical improvements together. At the same time, I will also start writing myself and writing the words I once wanted to write. I can no longer rely on other people's outlines..."

"Is this going to say goodbye?"

Xiao Qingwu rolled his eyes: "Are you stupid? I really think your master will stay in the capital for the rest of his life. He will definitely leave after the Spring Festival."

Ye Guying was stunned: "Where to go?"

"I don't know." Xiao Qingwu said leisurely: "Don't you think that Master's days are actually just the madness before the storm comes?"

"I don't think he's so good at it."

"...I can't understand you." Xiao Qingwu sighed and whispered: "You are leaving at night, there is no trace of emptiness and purity, and the evil is not determined. Sooner or later things will come... I have a premonition, it will be in the past or two..."

Ye Guying's expression also became serious.

Xiao Qingwu said seriously: "In the battle, Qingwu is not good at all, so I can't help. Sister Guying, you must protect him well. I'll wait for your good news in Medicine King Valley."

Before he finished speaking, a girl hurried in and communicated: "Mr. Weisu, Leng Qingshi, the natural gate, is here to visit, please see our general manager."

Both girls were very surprised: "Come together?"

"No, Leng Qingshi comes first. Before he can finish his reputation, Mr. Xuan will arrive."

Xiao Qingwu smiled: "Don't disturb the master when it comes to this dog-skinned stove. The disciples will accept their efforts. Please sit in the side hall."

Ye Guying also laughed. As they watched the Yizhou rebellion throughout the whole process, they certainly knew that the contradiction between Xuanzhe and the Natural Sect was difficult to reconcile. Leng Qingshi was doing something that he had hard to think about, and he just wanted Xue Mu to mediate in the middle. Xuanzhe was here to make trouble and did not want Xue Mu to set up a beam for the Natural Sect.

It is not very appropriate for Xue Mu to come forward directly. Let him continue to study what the correct orientation is with Xiaorui. Xiao Qingwu is the best at pretending to be stupid and playing Tai Chi...

It also highlights a problem.

The natural gate, which used to be awesome and did not take the imperial court seriously at all, seems to be no longer so strong now. Many things are already under Xue Mu's controllable track, and it is difficult for both the natural gate and the Xuantian Sect to be awesome. Xue Mu's tendencies and opinions can determine too many things.

"Young Master Leng has been missing for a long time, I don't know what happened here?"

Leng Qingshi looked at Xuan Zhe awkwardly, and Xuan Zhe drank tea expressionlessly, as if it was nothing to do with him. But as long as he sat here, Leng Qingshi really couldn't say anything, so he had to haha: "Leng has read the new work of the Medical Fairy. He is really a master and a disciple, and he has written too wonderfully."

"Really?" Xiao Qingwu's eyes flashed, and he looked very happy: "Which part of Mr. Leng likes the most?"

Leng Qingshi's face was almost green, so he didn't even look at it. At most, he just passed by the teahouse and listened to a few words. How could he know which paragraph?

Xuan Zhe sipped the tea and said lightly: "Xuan is very interested in a paragraph. I wonder if the doctor fairy can solve the problem?"

"Mr. Xuan, please tell me."

"Did Sun Ce really die from the assassination of several Xu Gong's disciples, rather than the disaster caused by his own brothers?"

Leng Qingshi covered his forehead.
Chapter completed!