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"...Cut, if you don't go, you won't go, and I don't really want to see it!" Chi Yue sat back angrily.
But looking at Lu Jingye's back, the more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, "No, why don't you let me go..."
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Su Changjin, who came out of the room, saw Fangzhu who had just come out of their box and went straight to Hongxiu's residence without any surprise.
Su Changjin leaned slightly to cover his breath, and followed behind her calmly.
This red sleeve, she knew something was wrong early on.
During the Qiqiao Festival, she behaved differently from ordinary dancers, she remained calm in the face of chaos, and she was not surprised by changes. It could be seen that she had undergone special training.
The black gunpowder must have been supported by her before it was placed on the moat with many people.
It's just that she doesn't know who the red sleeve belongs to... Beiming Wuji who escaped from Beiming, or Beiming Ruixue
"What are you doing here?"
Hearing the movement, Su Changjin suddenly turned around.
Unexpectedly, he saw Lu Jingye, leaning against the pillar behind her, looking at her with his arms crossed.
Luo Ming obediently followed behind Lu Jingye.
Seeing it was him, Su Changjin chuckled, and glanced away lightly, "It's really not wronging you to say that you are a dog's skin plaster."
Ahead, the Fangzhu had already entered a room, Su Changjin glanced at Lu Jingye behind him from the corner of his eye, hesitated for a moment and turned back.
"Stop following?"
Seeing her turn around and go back the same way, Lu Jingye somewhat teased, and leaned on the pillar to look at her with a half-smile.
There were not only the two of them in the corridor, Su Changjin didn't want to attract attention, "Seeing you, I am not interested."
After saying that, he went back the way he came.
Seeing Su Changjin's back going away, Lu Jingye gradually put away the smile in his eyes, and looked unhappily at the room the owner had just entered.
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"How long has it been? It's time for the ten red sleeves to come over. Isn't the old lady playing with us?"
Chi Yue had already lost his patience in waiting, and lay impatiently on the soft couch like an old man.
Pei Mu was also a bit puzzled, and looked up at Su Changjin by the window.
"If that's the case, then it's not beyond Wang Ye's expectations, so is there really something wrong with Hongxiu?"
"Not necessarily, my third brother hasn't come back either, maybe the two of them have been entangled with each other for a long time now..."
Chi Yue yawned.
He came here to watch a play, but until now, let alone red and green sleeves, he hadn't even seen that burly old woman.
On the contrary, Lu Xiaoer curled up on the soft couch, stretched lazily and comfortably, looked at them with two big eyes blinking, and finally fell on the person by the window.
Standing by the window with his hands behind his back, in Su Changjin's field of vision was the busy traffic on Chang'an Avenue.
Suddenly, a group of three broke into her sight...
Behind the three of them, several tails followed.
The corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and her eyes were slightly cold, "It's here."
"It's here? What's here?" The two were attracted, and Chi Yue jumped up from the soft couch with all his teeth and claws.
However, Su Changjin quickened his pace and walked towards this side, picked up Lu Xiaoer who was on the soft couch, and threw it to Pei Mu, "The Secretary of Jiaofang must have hidden a lot of good things, let Lu Xiaoer find them for you."
"That's right." As soon as Pei Mu took hold of the white fur ball in his hand, he saw that Su Changjin had already walked to the window just now, half of his foot had already stepped on the window sill, and he was looking back to give instructions.
"The red sleeves are handed over to you."
After saying that, Su Changjin looked back with a chuckle, and jumped out of the window.
"Hey, Su Changjin, you..." Chi Yue was still in doubt.
At the same time, the door of the box was opened, and a crisp bell sounded—
"The slave family has seen all the young masters."
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(end of this chapter)