"Master, don't think that I don't know the good things you have done. I will tell you next time. I am not free now, so I will count your luck." Shiyu glanced at Duan Tianao with disdain, and was very disgusted.
This old man is always like this. He will find something for her to do when he has nothing to do. It's very depressing, okay, but now there is no time. She has other things to do.
"Master, I have something to ask you. Let me go to your room to talk to you." Shiyu glanced at the people present, frowned, and then said, "You guys can take care of yourself first."
Duan Tianao was very puzzled as to why Shiyu came to him. Could it be something bad, or was he trying to trouble him? Then he would be really sad.
"Junior sister, please go and do some work first. We'll just wait for you." Mi Yaxing spoke to smooth things over. It seemed that he was the only one suitable to speak now.
Because it is obvious that in Shiyu's eyes, Mi Yaxing still occupies some position. As for the two men with cold faces, he is much luckier, but when he thinks of the man in red, his eyes flash
There was an unclear look.
"Girl, do you have something to tell me or something bad? Girl, you can't do it because of tonight. I really didn't mean it. Please forgive me, master."
As soon as he entered the room, Duan Tianao immediately asked Shi Yu, and he knew how he could hide it from Shi Yu. She was so smart, she would definitely see through it was his idea, but he really didn't mean it, he just did it unintentionally.
In a word, who knew it would turn out like this.
Suddenly, his face was full of grievances, and his expression was full of pleading. Shiyu looked helpless. He really wanted to complain about Duan Tianao. If she hadn't asked him for help, she would definitely not have
You'll be polite.
"Old man, I don't have time to tell you what you're going to do tonight. Give me your little baby. I'll use it. Also, help me call the fire back. I need it."
Shiyu went directly to the topic, stretched out his hand and said to Duan Tianao, the meaning was very obvious, give me your little baby, it should be said that you can borrow it temporarily.
Huo'er, who had never appeared by her side, was sent to a small place over there by Shiyu when they left the border town, and was allowed to live on his own.
Because this time when she came to the Yin Clan, Shi Yu had no foundation, so she didn't bring Huo'er with her. It would have been too conspicuous, and she still needed to keep a low profile. But who would have thought that this would become even more high-profile, which is really depressing.
Duan Tianao originally had a look of grievance on his face, but when he heard what Shi Yu said, he suddenly became happy and smiled. Without hesitation, he took out the little baby he had been carrying with him and handed it to Shi Yu.
Anyway, Shi Yu taught him to breed this thing, so if Shi Yu wants it, how could he not give it to him, even though he likes these babies very much, because they are so cute.
The main reason is that he is so good at mischief and can satisfy his playful heart. "Girl, what do you want this thing for? Are you trying to prank someone again? Or is there something fun to do? Don't forget me."
"By the way, you asked me to call Huo'er back. You shouldn't have time to pay attention to that little thing now. Why do you want to call him back now?"
He was confused by Shi Yu. Just now he was just praying that Shi Yu wasn't angry with him. Now he was relieved and thought about it carefully. No, what is this girl planning?
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There are so many turmoils in the world, a pot of wine can't repay them all, the taste of life, the sky is lonely, the years are urging people to grow old, the past is at the fingertips. The hero sighs at his youth, the lover sees through the autumn water, but cannot see through the entanglement of love, and the pride shakes the rivers and mountains. Through the ages
History is full of turmoil, heroes turn into beauty when they are angry, their gowns are dyed with blood in the raging smoke, what makes a beauty smile, whose face is revealed by swords and swords. Heroes turn into beauty when they are angry, when the situation changes, they draw their swords towards the sky, their lofty sentiments and ambitions are always constant.
Listen to someone sigh when the lone wild goose flies by.
