The gangster of fast wearing took the scumbag script

Chapter 642 First-class magic stick vs silly roe deer spirit 7
In the adobe house, an oil lamp, the fire is like beans.

The simple wooden bed is full of daggers, beards, Taoist robes and other things...

Yuan Bao squatted in the corner with his bundle in his arms, dumbfounded, and looked at Xihe one by one in a daze. Fair little face.

Her eyes are like lacquer, her long eyebrows are drawn into her temples, and the tails of her eyes are full of rebelliousness...

"Master, Master..."

Mouth opened and closed, Yuan Bao couldn't say a word.

How could this be an old man with a weird temper?It's obviously a bully in the city who is domineering and will kick anyone who is upset!
"Ok?"

Xihe glanced over lightly.

Yuan Bao shook his head subconsciously: "No..." Well, it's scary!

However, the master can change his face unexpectedly, so amazing!The big eyes of the silly roe deer instantly became bright.

Xihe:? ? ?
There were two gaps in the paper window edge, gusts of mountain wind blew in from the hole, the candlelight flickered, and the shadow of the figure became strange. Xihe glanced at the young man, then turned to look at the bronze mirror.

Cough, in fact, the bronze mirror was used by the original owner to hold a gossip plate and use it to bluff people.

The mirror surface was polished extremely smooth, showing a figure, Xihe rubbed his chin and looked at it for a while, this appearance was quite in line with the temperament of the original owner.

With the appearance of a street bully, he is fierce.

But... She raised her hand to squeeze her arm and tap her leg bone.Due to struggling with food and clothing all year round, although she is 16 years old, she is very thin and shriveled, and her girlish curves are not obvious.

"It seems that the first task is to have enough food."

Wan Lai was silent, and the Li family had already rested outside the window.

Xihe counted the original owner's belongings, hung the mahogany sword over the bed, shook his wide sleeves, sat cross-legged on the bed, and closed his eyes: "Set it down."

When Yuan Bao heard this, he immediately spread the straw mat on the ground and lay down on it.

It was warm and cold in spring, and the condition of Li's adobe house was not much better. The whole room exuded a faint musty smell, and the floor was a bit damp. Yuanbao must be sick if he slept on the floor... right?

"Come here, sleep here."

Yuan Bao curled up, closed his eyes, and was about to go to sleep, when he heard this sentence suddenly.

His ears moved, and he turned his head: "Master? What did you say?"

Xihe opened her eyes: "I said, let you sleep on the bed."

Yuan Bao blinked his eyes, his eyes were on the bed, holding onto Yuan Xin, and the strange master turned around, his fair face was full of doubts: "But Yuan Bao has been sleeping on the straw mat."

Sometimes he couldn't find a place to stay, so he could only hide in the temple. He always went to the ground, and the master slept on a straw mat quilt.

But the master had to listen to what the master said, before Xihe could continue to speak, Yuan Bao smirked and ran to the bed a few steps: "Yuan Bao will be guarding the master tonight!"

Lying on the bed obediently, with the quilt on her face, she turned her head and smiled silly at Xihe.

Xihe: ...and closed his eyes.

a night without dreams,
The next day, the rooster in the yard crowed, and the Li family got up one after another.

The banging of pots and pans, the clattering of the basin, the sound of footsteps, Yuan Bao was drooling from sleep, his face was flushed, Xihe pushed him, and the boy woke up immediately: "Master! Morning!"

Showing a big smile, silly and silly.

He got up and got out of bed, opened the door and went out. After a while, there was a greeting from the Li family, "Master Xiaodao, you are awake." Then the door was pushed open again, and Yuan Bao came in with a basin: "Master, wash up!" !"

(End of this chapter)