Strange nights, strange rooms.
The little green finch who suddenly wanted to go to the toilet was so anxious that he was about to cry in the face of the dark environment.
She writhed around with her pillow in her watery eyes.
“... See what I do.
Mo Chen looked at the completely messed up bed, feeling slightly tired.
The bed he had never been lying on had allowed Qingque to sleep comfortably first.
Who is this house for?
"Where is the toilet?!"
Qingque hurriedly asked.
The
two looked at each other, and there was a fatal silence.
This residence is luxuriously built and has all the amenities you need.
There are three floors inside and three floors outside, as well as an attic, basement, etc.
Obviously, the footprint is not a small number.
"Aren't you a fortune diviner?
Senior Mo thought for a moment and said softly.
It shouldn't be so strange to use divination in such a place.
"Badass—"
The green finch let out a little cat-like whimper, and the little blushed as she got out of bed.
This "hatred", Xiao Qingque remembered!"
..."Listening
to the sound of tossing outside the house, Senior Mo shook his head.
Wake up, it's time to dismantle the house.
Sure enough, it's still a little clump of finches when I'm asleep, which is a little cuter.
Especially the way it curls up and pouts slightly...
Under the half-covered hair, the cheeks that can be blown and broken have a slight powder, and it seems that he is a little hot from sleep.
Although it is a bit silly, the feeling of leisurely peace of mind is indeed rare.
"?"
Senior Mo sensed the abnormality and fell into deep thought.
Why are these memories and filters suddenly so detailed?
Could it be that he has been observing the girl for a long time before he knows it?
...
Time passes.
The sun is shining and a new day begins.
"I—my one... No...!"
Qingque shouted suspiciously.
It's just a night in a strange place, how could it be like this-
"Nothing..."Mo
Chen pushed the door in, but was stunned by the picture in the room.
Qingque was propping his hands on the ground at this time, lying on the side of the bed as if standing upside down.
A pair of white and round legs rubbed together, and the smooth little feet dangled around.
By the way, the skirt hangs down naturally, not against gravity.
The sun is white and exceptionally harsh.
"What are you doing??"
Hard, Senior Mo's fists stiffened.
"I—I'm looking to see if there are socks under the bed..."
Qingqueqiao blushed, propped herself up in a panic, and pulled her skirt to cover her thighs.
Boss, why don't you make a sound when you walk!
"Socks?"
Where did you take it off for me last night?
Qingque put aside his feverish face, nodded with his little hand reservedly, and asked tentatively in a whisper.
She couldn't find it.
"Don't look at me with that look, I'll leave after throwing you on the bed.
Mo Chen sighed, and after explaining, he slammed the door shut.
This stupid girl doesn't sleep honestly.
Who knows where she could have thrown her socks last night.
"Lost...?" the
green finch blinked cutely, her cheeks bulging.
What, she's not a kitten, she's gone with it.
After thinking for a while, I picked up my phone.
I just didn't watch it all night, and it should be -
buzz.
The continuous vibration made her little hands tremble, and she was extremely weak.
It's over, it's over, and I forgot to report safety.
Tap your fingertip to open the communication interface.
The first thing that catches your eye is the top group of "Blind Date and Love Family".
Fortunately, because it was explained in advance last night, the Qingque family did not suspect anything.
Next.
[Mo senior's comrades-in-arms group]: Invite you to join the group chat
[Group Owner's Message]: How is the health of the Qingque girl?
[Administrator's Message]: Miss Qingque, the days ahead are still long, you must take care of your body and come on.
The comrades-in-arms had a tacit understanding and did not mention the matter of sword intent.
"I'm here~"
Qingque smiled and clicked confirm.
The comrades-in-arms of the big guy are so nice.
Since last night, I've been concerned about my health~
...
Keep reading the news.
Soon, her little face became bitter.
[Fu Xuan]: As for your summary report, why haven't you handed it over to this seat?
[Fu Xuan]: What time do you go to bed?
[Fu Xuan]: Don't let me see that you are late for work tomorrow.
The leadership of all evils, the work of all evils.
[#热爱工作的人]: Lord Taibu, don't forget to take a paid vacation.
[#热爱工作的人]: I'm going to go out with Senior Mo today~ Master Taibu, come on, work.
[#热爱工作的人]: Tuan Que slightly .jpg
after typing these words, Qingque snorted proudly.
At this time, another one popped up.
[The bright moon is like a mirror, and time is like a stream]: The green finch girl is early.
[The moon is like a mirror, time is like a stream]: I have already arrived outside the gate.
...
Take care of everything.
The blue finch looked around and remembered the original goal.
Little white socks.
"I don't believe it—"
came the voice of the little green finch full of fighting spirit from the room.
...
As for Mo Chen, he came to the courtyard and wanted to bask in the sun and be quiet.
The daily life after retirement is inevitably too lively.
Unfortunately, silence is impossible.
"Good morning, Master. Bathed
in the thin halo of early morning, the mirror was dusty, holding two swords in his arms, and bowed.
This time, even the weapons are ready.
She wanted to fencing with her master.
"Morning, mirror flow... The sun is very strong today, so I don't practice swords.
Mo Chen lay lazily on the bench and closed his eyes.
Tossed around all night, he just wanted to sleep.
There was a moment of silence.
Mo Chen suddenly opened his eyes and asked strangely
, "The door is locked, how did you get in?"
I contacted Miss Qingque and asked her to help open the door. "
“... This is the house where I live.
"Master probably won't be able to use his mobile phone to operate the gate remotely. "
Mirror Flow always deals critical hits inadvertently.
It's still a serious expression.
"Tsk.
Senior Mo was speechless for a while.
Throw a sword qi remotely, and the result is not the same.
It's just a bit of a waste.
Mo Chen shook his head and changed the subject: "What is the condition of the Demon Yin Body?" "
It feels good to have the suppression of Master's sword intent.
Jingliu paused, and then continued: "Jing Yuan asked me to come to Miss Qingque and talk more on weekdays." The
implication is protection.
Jingliu, who was "removed" from the Xianzhou record, is naturally the most suitable candidate.
Not to mention the innocent relationship between Qingque and Mo's predecessors.
If it can affect the sword intent, it is definitely worthy of the attention of the Xianzhou Alliance.
This is also the unanimous voting result of the comrades-in-arms group.
"It's okay, Jingliu, you practice diligently, and you can also set a good example for Qingque. "
The impact is mutual.
Maybe the green finch will become a little more diligent.
It's always impossible to be lazy together.
“... Got it, Master.
Jingliu pursed her lips and stopped talking.
"If you have any questions, you can just ask. "
Looking at Master's sleepy appearance, could it be that he didn't sleep well last night?"
"Hmm... Huh?"
Senior Mo's eyelids jumped, and he felt that there was some kind of misunderstanding in the mirror flow.
Jing Yuan, that kid, what did you say!
