Little Lizi bumped into him unprepared. His nose hurt from the collision, and he stammered: "Young Master..."
Qu Luo glanced at him lightly.
Those eyes are extremely cold!
Xiao Lizi's heart trembled, and he immediately stopped talking, not daring to say anything more.
If the young master wants to play, let him play, but he is afraid of Madam...
Xiao Lizi looked up at Qu Luo again, but in the end he didn't say anything, and just followed Qu Luo calmly.
Since that day, Qu Luo would come to Mo's house every noon. Sometimes he wouldn't see Mo's mother there, so he would go to where she practices her stall and watch her sell paintings. After that, he would help her to sell paintings.
I carried the painting home, and I behaved so well every day. I didn't even have the slightest trace of being "the best young man in the capital".
Xiao Lizi, who was serving Qu Luo, was so shocked at first that he couldn't even close his mouth. Later, he ate watermelon directly in front of the two of them without hiccups.
Moreover...the eldest lady of the Demon Family seems to be a little different from the rumors.
Xiao Lizi looked at the smiling demon girl selling paintings not far away, and didn't know how to describe the feeling in her heart now.
Fortunately, his young master stepped over directly, put one hand on the Demon Girl's wrist, and started selling paintings.
"What are you doing?" The demon girl frowned.
Qu Luo smiled evilly, his breath blew on her face, his fingertips gently slid on her wrist intentionally or unintentionally, and there was a deep look in the corners of his eyes that was typical of a superior: "You are allowed to sell it, but I am not allowed to sell it?"
His young master is bored and teasing people again=o(□)o=
Xiao Lizi held his forehead and sighed helplessly.
But the demon girl just looked at Qu Luo with a calm expression, her eyes moved from his fingers on her wrist to his sharp and handsome face, her tone was calm and unhurried: "I sell paintings, not smiles, you
Looking like this, I thought I was entering a small shop."
Qu Luo choked:......
Xiao Lizi's shoulders shrank slightly, clearly holding back laughter. This was the first time he saw his young master shriveled up. Look at the darkened face, and then look at the angry but unable to express his eyes. It was really rare.
However, he still underestimated the shamelessness of his young master...
Qu Luo's pause only lasted for a moment. Soon, he returned to his usual evil and seductive smile. He placed one hand on the trunk of the big locust tree behind the demon girl, leaned forward, and opened his narrow eyes.
It was full of amusement, and he looked directly at Demon Girl: "Then, have I, a little brat, aroused Sister Demon's interest? Hmm?"
He asked, his voice was very soft, a little deep, and slightly hoarse...
The scorching summer sun hangs over a corner of the locust tree, and the golden rays of light fall on his chin. The outline is coated with a layer of furry gold. His left hand rests on his hair, creating smooth and even textures that have attracted the attention of everyone.
One passerby after another stayed there.
Even though he was so unattainable, he still asked so confidently. The Demon Girl couldn't help but feel that this person was still the same as when he was a child... he was both too smart and too cute, which made people feel helpless.
Seeing the smile on the corner of his mouth, the demon girl simply let go of her hand, handed him the painting in her hand, and then went to draw a new one.
Qu Luo didn't need to say anything. He just put his pocket in there and someone would come over to ask. Within a short time, three paintings were sold.
The demon girl looked at his sweat and her expression softened. It was hard for the young master on such a hot day. He must have never suffered like this before...
Qu Luo has indeed never suffered this kind of hardship. There is always a kind of person in this world who is destined to enjoy endless glory and wealth from the moment he is born.
Just like now, Qu Luo was selling paintings in front of the stall, and the boy who was following him had to stand behind him, fanning him vigorously, and urging him: "Young master, just sell as much as you can."
,Don’t tire yourself out, ah!?”
Qu Luo glanced at him, just that.
Little Lizi became completely honest, like a child who had been scolded, and his head dropped accordingly.
The demon girl curled her thin lips, turned sideways, picked up the white handkerchief soaked in water, raised her hand, and pressed it on Qu Luo's forehead...
Feeling the coolness that penetrated the heart and soul, Qu Luo narrowed his narrow eyes in comfort, then turned his head and smiled evilly, which meant that he wanted to wipe it here too.
The demon girl smiled without even noticing it. Facing Qu Luo, she became more and more indulgent...
After the two sold the paintings, they took a walk home as usual.
The place where paintings were sold was not far from the Demon's house. The vendors who were previously hostile to the Demon Queen gradually began to change their minds about her, but the eyes that fell on her would always have other colors.
The Demon Lady didn't care. She didn't deliberately try to please or avoid it. She walked this way every day, always followed by such a tall and upright shadow. Over time, it became a habit, which was indescribably warm.
The wounds deep in her chest became less and less as time went by, and she rarely thought about the past.
Only occasionally when I woke up, I would think that my grandfather was still alive, and then I would stay in the dark for a while.
But these are nothing. Compared with the sleepless nights before, she is very satisfied with the current situation.
She even began to imagine that if one day, she also got married, would it be like this, with the sun rising and sunset...
She didn't know if Qu Luo had noticed her injured right foot. She was never allowed to move the scrolls, and she would often send people to send a lot of medicinal materials to the Mo family. A single ginseng from Changbai Mountain would be enough for the Mo family for a year.
of expenses.
The Demon Lady was not pretentious. She accepted whatever he gave her, but she didn't use it. Instead, she kept it refrigerated in the well.
The demon girl still can't figure out why he is interested in her. She also knows a little bit about his taste. She likes fair-skinned girls. The cleaner and more innocent the better.
Obviously, nothing about me is consistent...
"Miss, there was news from the Qu family just now, saying that Master Luo has something to do these two days and will not come over." Azi, wearing a pink embroidered robe, ran in from outside, her face flushed, and she was panting.
Suffocating, he spoke to the Demon Lady, his mouth was dry and he wanted to find a glass of water to drink.
The devil's painting hand paused, and the tip of the brush spread across the scroll, forming circles of ink rhymes.
She had to admit that subconsciously, she thought Qu Luo would come over...
"I understand." The demon girl smiled at Ah Zi, then put down the brush, her eyes slightly divergent.
Uncle Liao looked at her, paused while wiping the wooden table, and thought for a long time before speaking: "Miss, how much do you know about Mr. Luo?"