Chapter 55: Rabbit gets under the quilt, mouse looks for help
At midnight, the moon rises above the branches.
The night is getting deeper and the lights in Qisha have been extinguished.
In the seven houses, some people are sleeping soundly, some are sitting cross-legged, meditating and practicing, and some have their eyes open and are sneaking around.
in the dark.
A pair of big pink eyes, sparkling.
Xiao Wu was slowly leaving her quilt and heading towards her destination.
Carefully, he slowly lifted up Ye Qiu's quilt and inserted his jade feet in gently, not daring to touch Ye Qiu at all, then his legs, butt, waist, and finally his upper body.
"Hoo~"
After being completely moved into Ye Qiu's bed, Xiao Wu was lying flat on her back. Before she could catch her breath, Ye Qiu suddenly turned over and half of his body was pressed against her, with their faces touching each other.
Xiao Wu suddenly froze, as if he had lost his breath, his face slowly turned red, looking at Ye Qiu so close at hand, heat waves hit him, his heartbeat kept accelerating, and he was a little excited and thinking.
Ye Qiu didn't know what he was dreaming about. He didn't mean to be polite at all. He tugged at it twice as if he were hugging a human-shaped pillow. He hugged it directly, leaned his legs closer together, and acted like a koala, putting his mouth and nose into it. On Xiao Wu's neck, he gently smelled the fragrant fragrance, and kindly scratched the itch in Xiao Wu's heart.
Xiao Wu gritted her teeth, even though her conscience ached a little, she didn't dare to speak or move
After a while, Ye Qiu calmed down, quietly hugged Xiao Wu's slim waist, buried his head in her arms, and fell asleep.
Xiao Wu's face turned red with embarrassment. She felt that Ye Qiu was so well-behaved in her arms. She couldn't help but reveal a motherly smile on her face. She hugged Ye Qiu with her backhand and gently sniffed Ye Qiu's breath. Her heart felt like she had eaten honey. .Sweet.
"Ye Qiu, Sister Xiaowu, I really want to hug each other like this."
……
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The night gradually passes and the morning sun rises.
Purple air suddenly appeared on the horizon, and wisps of it drifted towards Qishe.
"Ah~woo!"
Ye Qiu let out a long yawn, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked at the rabbit who had pulled him up so early in the morning when the sky was still dark. He was a little unhappy, half-squinting his eyes, and complained: < br>
"I said, why did you drag me up so early?"
Xiao Wu, with disheveled hair, lowered his head and remained silent. He glanced at Ye Qiu's thigh, his face as red as blood.
When she woke up in a daze in the morning, she was not familiar with the world. She had a profound understanding of Ye Qiu's power. She was so embarrassed that she directly used her third soul skill to teleport and escaped from Ye Qiu's blockade.
"Huh?"
Seeing that Xiao Wu was silent, Ye Qiu opened his sleepy eyes and looked around, then noticed her evasive gaze. He looked at his wealthy self with a nonchalant expression.
"Ahem."
Ye Qiu coughed twice in embarrassment, pulled the quilt to cover his body, and said confusedly: "Okay, if you have anything to do, can you tell me directly?"
Xiao Wu raised her hands holding the corners of her clothes, holding a small comb in her hands, and looked at Ye Qiu seriously, with a shy face and hopeful eyes.
"Ye Qiu, can you help me comb my hair?"
Ye Qiu was startled, without much pause, put away some of the impatience on his face, and nodded happily: "Okay, just don't dislike my craftsmanship."
"No, as long as it's made by you. I like it no matter what." Xiao Wu narrowed her eyes into crescent moons and handed the comb in her hand to Ye Qiu with a smile.
Just sitting on the edge of the bed.
Ye Qiu sat up and tidied Xiao Wu's hair carefully, and then under Xiao Wu's guidance, he tied up the scorpion braids.
A quarter of an hour later.
Xiao Wu put the comb back into the soul guide, said goodbye to Ye Qiu, and walked out of Qishe's door with some disappointment. Ye Qiu actually didn't kiss his wife who was going to travel far away like what was written in the book.
"Hmph~ Do we need Sister Xiaowu to take the initiative?"
Xiao Wu delicately shook off the braid behind her, with another sweet smile on her face, playing with the scorpion braid that Ye Qiu had braided by herself, and strode out of the academy.
Ye Qiu has no intention of sleeping.
Looking at Xiao Wu's leaving figure, he stretched himself and felt a little boastful. "Ah~ It seems that my craftsmanship is pretty good! Hmm?"
Ye Qiu suddenly realized that something was wrong. He grabbed the clothes on his chest, shrugged his nose, and then lifted up the quilt and sniffed.
"Why does it smell like a rogue rabbit?"
Ye Qiu raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something, smiled a little proudly, and touched Xiao Wu's cool quilt to confirm what he was thinking.
Look around.
Except for Tang San's bed, everyone in the Seven Houses was still sleeping soundly.
Ye Qiu pinched his chin, his eyes flashing.
The line of sight, similar to thermal imaging, saw Tang San sitting cross-legged on a tree through layers of obstacles.
Sure enough, he is practicing the Purple Demon Eye.
But the person Ye Qiu is looking for is not only Tang San, but also his father, Sledgehammer Mouse. Ye Qiu doesn't believe that Tang Hao will be indifferent to his improvement in cultivation.
……
In the blink of an eye, several days passed.
During this period, under Ye Qiu's observation from time to time, he spotted Tang Hao's figure several times, but Ye Qiu did not dare to look at him for long, as the strong man's intuition was also very scary.
Just knowing whether the person is there or not is enough.
……
Tuk Tuk!
The sun is shining brightly.
There was a sudden knock on the door outside Yu Xiaogang's room.
Yu Xiaogang, who was sitting at the desk, excerpting ancient books and sorting out various theories, paused with his pen in his hand, and shouted toward the outside in confusion: "Who is it?"
Tuk Tuk!
His answer was still the unhurried knock on the door.
Yu Xiaogang frowned. His godson should still be in class at this time, right?
It was definitely not Tang San.
Yu Xiaogang's face showed some impatience, and he put away the book he was excerpting. He stood up and walked to the door, opening the door with a straight face.
call--!
As soon as I opened the door, there was a black turbid wind blowing in my face, carrying the smell of alcohol and stench.
Snap!
As soon as Heifeng came in, he closed the door, and then a low and hoarse voice sounded.
"Master, we meet again"
Hearing this sound, Yu Xiaogang's whole body tensed up subconsciously, and even his soul power spread throughout his body unconsciously, ready to fart at any time.
Yu Xiaogang slowly turned around.
It was a tall figure, wearing a simple black robe, with messy black hair hanging on his shoulders, an old face full of vicissitudes, and a pair of cloudy eyes that seemed to have reached the end of his life.
Although the person in front of him was worse than a beggar, Yu Xiaogang did not dare to be careless at all. He hurriedly bowed and greeted respectfully:
"Yu Xiaogang has met Mianxia!"
This person is none other than Tang San's father, Haotian Douluo!
"Yeah."
Tang Hao responded lightly, turned his back, and spoke frankly about his intention. He didn't think Yu Xiaogang would refuse and dared to refuse. Weng Sheng Weng said angrily: "I came here this time just to ask you something."
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of chapter)