The Paranoid Emperor’s Black Moonlight Shizun

Chapter 109

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Qiu Yutong was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help frowning: "Xiao'er, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Isn't it?" Lu Xiao stared at him with an aggressive look, "You followed me back casually, deliberately got the soap foam in your eyes, asked me to help in the bathroom, and acted like that... Do you think I'm a fool?"

This, this scoundrel! This is his attitude after all the hard work I have come to find him!

"Lu Xiao, you..." Qiu Yutong was heartbroken and angry again, and there was a trace of inexplicable grievance. He didn't bother to explain, but turned his head slightly, looking out of the window at the dawn of dawn, unwilling to leave Go see this loathsome wretch.

Lu Xiao looked at his angry and aggrieved look, and after a moment of silence, he couldn't help softening his tone: "I don't mean that all... I just think that you will easily suffer and be deceived."

"Isn't there you?" Qiu Yutong asked subconsciously, he would never learn any scheming in this life, but the villain is so clever, who can fool him

Lu Xiao was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Uh..." Qiu Yutong choked, and then realized that Lu Xiao has no memory now, and he forgot that he is his master. It seems really inappropriate to say that just now...

Thinking of the little apprentice not remembering himself, he couldn't help feeling depressed, and said sullenly: "It's nothing interesting, just forget it if you don't like it."

"..." Lu Xiao stared at him for a while, then said hoarsely, "You mean, you want to follow me? That's why you did that on purpose..."

"Following you?" Qiu Yutong blinked suspiciously, what does Xiao'er mean? However, I really want to stay by the villain's side, and then find a suitable time to help him restore his memory...

Thinking of this, he nodded: "Yeah."

Lu Xiao's breathing stagnated for a moment, and then he looked at him with an extremely complicated expression for a while, but he didn't say anything ugly, but threw a small thing to him: "It's almost dawn, don't sleep, I'll make breakfast , play with your phone for a while."

"Mobile phone?" Qiu Yutong picked up the gadget curiously, fiddled with it a few times, he wanted to ask something, but Lu Xiao had already entered the kitchen.

When Lu Xiao came out with two bowls of tomato and egg noodles, Qiu Yutong was rolling on the sofa with his mobile phone in his hands, laughing so hard.

"Hahahaha... Xiao'er, look quickly, this man is performing an iron pot stewing himself, hahaha..."

"..." Lu Xiao took the phone over with a blank expression and put it aside, "I'm eating noodles."

"Oh. Egg noodles?" Qiu Yutong lowered her head, and saw a delicate golden-yellow fried egg covered on the snow-white fine noodles, and two green cabbages next to it.

He took a sip of the noodles and couldn't help sighing, "Xiao'er, your cooking skills are still so good."

"Still?" Lu Xiao asked suspiciously.

"… nothing."

"Taste the noodles well."

"Oh."

The two stopped talking, Qiu Yutong sucked the noodles earnestly, and Lu Xiao couldn't help but look at him while eating the noodles. At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

Lu Xiao frowned and ignored the phone ringtone.

"Xiao'er, it's ringing."

"Leave it alone..."

Before Lu Xiao finished speaking, Qiu Yutong poked the screen of the phone curiously, just in time to hit the hands-free button, and the screen immediately showed a green call status: "Eh? It turned green? What's going on?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone, and then a high-pitched middle-aged female voice came: "Hello? Is this Lu Xiao's parent?"

parents

Qiu Yutong immediately said: "I am."

"..." Lu Xiao glanced at him silently.

"Hey, I finally got in touch with you! Your family, Lu Xiao, beat Zhang Haoxiang, who is in the second class next door, last week. His parents reported it to the principal yesterday. No matter what, you should come to school today..."

Lu Xiao directly reached out and pressed the phone: "It's our head teacher, don't worry about her."

"What's going on?" Qiu Yutong looked at the little apprentice suspiciously.

"It's nothing, you don't have to worry about it."

Although Lu Xiao refused to say it, Qiu Yutong already understood seven or eight points in his heart. The so-called "school" is a school, right? Xiao'er hit a classmate in the school? However, when eating barbecue last night, he saw that the attitude of those classmates towards Xiao'er was really not very good... Xiao'er was so reasonable, he must have been bullied and had no choice but to fight back.

That being the case, he has to go to school to support Xiao'er.

Qiu Yutong was thinking secretly, but Lu Xiao had already raised his eyes to look at him: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm going to your school... school, I want to meet your principal." Qiu Yutong said confidently.

"..." Lu Xiao shook his head speechlessly, "You? Forget it."

"How can you forget about this kind of thing? People have bullied you! Besides, I am your teacher... I am your cousin!"

After arguing for a long time, Lu Xiao really couldn't hold him back, so he reluctantly agreed to take him to see the principal. Qiu Yutong also solemnly promised that he would never talk nonsense in front of the principal.

Lu Xiao hesitated for a moment, then took out a clean white sweater and a pair of old jeans from the bedroom, and threw them to Qiu Yutong: "I wore these two years ago, I guess the size is about the same, you try it. Yesterday's Hanfu, you can’t wear it to school.”

"Oh." Qiu Yutong is not very familiar with this kind of clothing, she fiddled with it awkwardly for a long time, finally put on the jeans, and sat on the sofa tossing the sweater, but her head couldn't get through the hole no matter what.

Lu Xiao glanced at the clock, couldn't help but rolled his eyes, shook his head helplessly, and knelt down to put on shoes and socks for the other party.

He hesitated for a moment before gently holding the slender white ankle. At this moment, he only felt his heart skip a beat, and he suddenly had a strange feeling, he felt that he had once kissed this snow-white ankle hard all the way, until... the man shook his head Shrinking back desperately, the voice of begging was brought into tears, and I dragged him back without mercy...

Damn, is he really a pervert? Why is my mind full of such things... Lu Xiao barely suppressed that weird feeling of restlessness, and carefully put on the shoes and socks for the other party: "Let's go, I'm going to be late."

At this time, Qiu Yutong's messy head finally got out of the jumper: "Xiao'er, what kind of rags are you!"

When going out, Lu Xiao took another navy blue baseball cap, put it on Qiu Yutong's head with force, and pressed down the brim of the hat again: "That's it, don't take it off."

Although it has long hair, the white sweater, old jeans and baseball cap look simple, but it is not against harmony.

After going downstairs, Lu Xiao pushed the bicycle out. Qiu Yutong already had experience, and jumped onto the back seat of the bicycle very skillfully, and then looked at Lu Xiao eagerly: "Xiao'er."

"What's wrong?"

"I want to play with my phone."

"..." Lu Xiao was silent for a moment, but still gave him the phone.

Qiu Yutong cheered, and quickly called up a small video to watch.

The bicycle went onto the street lightly. Lu Xiao rode the bicycle absent-mindedly. He could feel the person behind him leaning against his back, shaking slightly from time to time. He probably saw something "stewing himself in an iron pot" again. Lu Xiao suddenly There is a feeling of extreme trance, he feels like a butterfly is beating in his chest, it is light and warm, if possible, he wants to take this person with him, and just keep riding like this...

At this time, it was just after 7 o'clock in the morning, and the huge Jiangzhou City gradually woke up. The streets and alleys of the old city were full of various breakfast shops, the smell of oily fried dough sticks, the sweet smell of soy milk, and the smell of steamed buns. The steaming steam of steamed buns... These breaths wafted in the slightly cold air in the morning, forming an indescribable smell of human fireworks.

Busy white-collar workers and students carrying schoolbags are in and out of the subway station, and the bus platform is full of bustling crowds. A busy day has begun again.

In less than half an hour, the two arrived at the gate of No. 7 High School.

"Here, come down." Lu Xiao said lightly.

"Oh." Qiu Yutong stared at the phone screen tightly and jumped off the bicycle.

At this moment, a small black car slowly stopped next to the bicycle, the dark window was rolled down, and the tall and strong yellow-haired boy from yesterday stuck his head out of the window: "Lu Xiao, are you still riding this bike?" Broken car? What about your parents? If you don’t call your parents, the whole school will report criticism, and you might even be expelled! Hee hee hee hee hee hee!"

Lu Xiao lowered his eyelashes, fiddled with the bicycle faucet, and didn't bother to talk to him.

"Xiao'er?" Qiu Yutong looked at Lu Xiao, then at Huang Mao, and she understood in her heart that this Huang Mao was probably a bully who bullied Xiao'er before, was beaten up by Xiao'er, and then complained first classmate!

This kind of nasty little bastard really should teach him a lesson! By the way, this little kid seems to have mocked Xiao'er's two-wheeled magic weapon...

Qiu Yutong muttered secretly, while looking at the small black car Huangmao was sitting in. Huangmao's magic weapon of passage has four wheels, which is probably better than Xiaoer's two-wheeled magic weapon... What should I do

Oh, right! Qiu Yutong suddenly remembered the x-sound video I watched just now. In the video, the poor and beautiful heroine was looked down upon by the savage female No. 2, and then the hero's younger brother drove over with a four-wheel magic weapon and said, "Mr. Chen sent me over. Pick you up", the video barrage is full of "slaps in the face", "dominant president", "wife-protecting madman"...

That's right, since I want to be a Taoist partner with Xiao'er, I should protect Xiao'er... Qiu Yutong looked around while recalling the lines in the video, and then her eyes lit up slightly.

Directly opposite the school gate, there is a big red four-wheeled magic weapon parked. Although it is a little short, it looks good, but there is no roof, and a young man wearing sunglasses sits inside.

Qiu Yutong secretly drew out a bit of aura, and lightly touched the young man's consciousness.

The young man's expression was slightly concentrated, and then he only heard a loud "boom--", the big red four-wheeled magic weapon suddenly started, circled a big circle, made a sharp "squeak--" and stopped directly on the road. In front of Xiao's bicycle.

The young man in the sunglasses didn't even open the car door, he jumped out with a push of his hands, and said respectfully, "Brother Lu, good morning! Where do you think the car is parked?"

Huang Mao's expression froze.

Several passing students also stopped: "Ferrari!"

"Whose car is it?"

"It seems to belong to... Lu Xiao's family?"

"Is his family so rich?"

Lu Xiao stared at the rich second-generation young man who suddenly appeared in a red sports car, frowned and said, "Did you recognize the wrong person?"

The young man slapped his forehead hard: "Brother Lu, look at my memory, you said, keep a low profile! I'll drive the car away right now. If you want to use the car, call me anytime."

The big red Ferrari drove away again with a "boom," and the three watched it go away. Lu Xiao was full of suspicion, Huang Mao was dumbfounded, and Qiu Yutong was secretly proud. The small disasters in the future can be regarded as rewards.

Huang Mao said blankly: "Lu Xiao, then, is that your car?"

Before Lu Xiao answered, Qiu Yutong had already smiled and said, "This car is just so-so. My cousin's house still has a lot of cars like this. Don't you think so, Xiao'er?"

"Okay, let's go." Lu Xiao shook his head very speechlessly, and pushed his bicycle towards the school gate. Qiu Yutong hurriedly followed, leaving only the yellow hair in place, with a face struck by lightning Expression: "Ferrari? So-so? There are many cars at home?"

Qiu Yutong looked back at Huang Mao, sure that the little boy had been severely hit, and couldn't help but feel proud, let you bully my Xiao'er!

While he was secretly complacent, Lu Xiao glanced at him sideways, with a somewhat complicated look on his face: "That person just now recognized the wrong person, so don't be so vain, don't say that kind of thing. If you really like that kind of car..."

He paused and said in a low voice, "I'll buy it for you later."

Qiu Yutong's eyes widened. He finally thought of a way to vent his anger on the villain. Not only did the villain not appreciate him, he even said he was vain! If he was really vain, he would have brought the giant magic weapon that he saw on the road just now!

That giant passing magic weapon is tall, big and majestic. There is also a huge attack shovel in front of it. It looks amazingly lethal and makes a "boom boom boom—" sound. It looks like a high-level passing magic weapon , these little four-wheel magic tools are simply far from enough.

If given the chance, he would really like to give it a try... But, would the villain really buy it for him

Naturally, Lu Xiao didn't know that Qiu Yutong was thinking about the large-scale engineering excavator at the construction site next door. He lowered his head and pushed the bicycle, feeling a little depressed.

This person seems to like sports cars very much... When will I be able to buy one without any trouble

Although Lu Xiao was lonely since he was a child, he has always had a weak desire for material things. But at this moment, he suddenly had a strange impulse. He felt that he should bring all the best things in the world to this person, as long as this person treats him well. smile.

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