Chapter 440: Deep Mansion (Twenty-Eight)
——The food is so delicious this morning!
——You damn girl Tian Guihua, please let me act for you!
——Brother Lang doesn’t treat us as outsiders. He really wants to possess the soul of Osmanthus girl.
—You're talking as if you dare to reach out just because you walked through it. Don't forget that person...
——I bet that Guihua girl is about to count down to her death.
——Hehehe, die, it would be better if everyone died.
Simpson felt like all the water he drank in the morning was wasted, and his throat felt like it was smoking.
He glanced at the young man's still open collar and couldn't help but touch his elbow: "Hey, button up your shirt? Aren't you cold?"
The young man turned his head, his eyes still closed, as if he hadn't reacted, but he was too lazy to open his mouth to ask, and just licked his dry lower lip unconsciously.
Simpson: "!!!"
"Put on your clothes quickly!"
The sudden low growl successfully pulled Yu Huo out of his sleep for a short time. Including the anchor, even Manager Liu, who had not said a word, cast a puzzled look at him.
Faced with so many direct gazes, a faint blush began to spread across Simpson's face.
It makes his facial features look even more profound and his skin look even colder and whiter.
Yu Huo looked at him for two seconds, his eyebrows unexpectedly raised slightly, then his eyes returned to their previous half-closed state, and he slowly reached out to continue buttoning his clothes.
One, two, three...
Then, Yu Huo's hand stopped moving, and Simpson raised his head suspiciously.
The young man's eyes were tightly closed, and his breathing gradually became steady in the cold wind.
Huh~Huh~Huh~
But full of rhythm.
So he was...sleeping?!
what the fuck?
Tian Guihua noticed Simpson's flushed face and reached out to help the young man button up the remaining two buttons.
Seeing that the man's emotions had stabilized, Tian Guihua asked, "Are you gay?"
In a word, the old man was drunk again.
Fortunately, Manager Liu spoke up in time to break the awkwardness.
He stood in front, without asking about the cause of Kurikano's death, but assigned tasks to the five people with a serious face, and did not forget to beat them harshly at the end.
"Tomorrow evening there will be a wedding at home. All the important families in town will come to the wedding banquet. You must clean our house thoroughly and don't bring shame to the host family, understand?"
"knew."
The half-hearted response finally kicked off this busy day.
They first went to the courtyard where the lady lived. The housekeeper opened the storeroom and stood aside, watching with a cold face.
A few people followed him in. The warehouse was filled with mostly valuable artifacts and ornaments. Perhaps because they had not seen the sun for a long time and no one had cleaned them, there was a layer of dust on them.
Several people carried things out one by one. Yu Huo moved things twice, then quietly found a corner to take a nap.
Tian Guihua, Dalia and Simpson had no objections, but Alhan, who had disliked him from the beginning, was very dissatisfied.
He panted as he carried a large porcelain vase to Manager Liu and bravely complained to him, "Manager Liu, someone is being lazy."
Manager Liu glanced at him without saying a word or reacting.
Alhan waited for a few seconds, then had to move the porcelain vase to the open space in disappointment, took out a rag and lazily wiped the dust off the bottle.
Wipe slowly, one by one.
Manager Liu snorted, "Be quick! If you dare to slack off again, I'll whip you!"
Arhan: "......"
There was no way. He didn't dare to play tricks anymore and could only work hard like an old ox.
Perhaps to express his inner dissatisfaction, he always moved closer to Yu Huo intentionally or unintentionally, moving things and making a lot of noise, which made the other party frown frequently, and finally opened his eyes: "Keep your voice down!"
Arhan suddenly felt relaxed and relaxed, and deliberately raised his voice: "What did you say? I can't hear you clearly."
Yu Huo's eyelids, which were about to fall, lifted up again, staring straight at him, and he slowed down his tone: "I say, you, keep your voice down!"
Alhan didn't expect that he would dare to be lazy so openly, and a look of panic appeared on his face.
Soon, in order not to lose face, he stiffened his neck and deliberately asked, "What did you say?"
Yu Huoqi laughed.
This Alhan looks like he's been in a car accident, and he actually dares to provoke him?
With such a face, he would not be soft-hearted at all.
He sighed deeply and said, "Can't hear clearly? Fine, after you die, I'll carve this sentence on a tombstone for you."
Arhan's eyes widened instantly, and he retorted angrily: "Even if you die, I won't die!"
Yu Huo said with a long "Oh": "I know your purpose."
Arhan asked innocently, "What is my purpose?"
He doesn't even know what his own purpose is?!
The next second, the young man smiled faintly: "You want to piss me off to death and become an orphan, right?"
"I didn't!" Arhan's expression changed again after being rebuked. After refuting, he added hurriedly: "I'm not!"
Yu Huo clicked his tongue: "Then why are you still hanging around in front of me?"
Arhan straightened his back: "What do you care? I'm right here!"
Yu Huo: "Oh, the Notre Dame Cathedral burned down. Are you now homeless?"
"I have a family! My family has money!"
"Yo, you're doing pretty well~" Yu Huo, no longer sleepy, crossed his arms and walked over to Arhan. He looked him up and down and said with a smile, "Are you accepting Erlang Shen as your master?"
The reason why the Four Great Classics are the Four Great Classics is that they are well-known enough.
What's more, it tells the story of Journey to the West.
Of course, Alhan knew who Erlang Shen was, and he also knew who called Erlang Shen "master".
Isn't this just a different way of calling him a dog?
Alhan couldn't scold him and wanted to take action immediately.
Luckily, Simpson walked in and saw them, stopping them: "Calm down! We're in a dungeon now. If we fight and it gives the ghosts an opportunity to kill, wouldn't that be the end of us?"
Arhan calmed down after hearing this.
Simpson breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had no intention of taking action.
Then he looked at the young man whose eyes still showed provocation, thought for a moment, and then stepped forward to smooth things over: "Come on, my friend, how about we talk about something happy?"
Who is your friend?
Yu Huo glanced at the man, his eyes sweeping across his handsome and deep features. He swallowed his rude words and patiently asked, "What happy topic do you want to talk about?"
Simpson pursed his lips and suddenly asked, "I'm very interested in your country's ancestral money. Can you tell me about it?"
"Oh, you discovered such a big secret?" Yu Huo narrowed his eyes in a mysterious way and chuckled, "Alright, go get me a chair and I'll tell you everything."
Simpson caught a glimpse of the young man's beautiful fox-like eyes, was startled, and turned around to run to move the chair.
Arhan stood aside, watching the young man, who was still so popular even when he was slacking off, and snorted unhappily. He said to Simpson sarcastically, "You do whatever he tells you to do? If he tells you to eat shit, do you have to eat it too?"
Simpson paused and looked over in surprise.
The next second, the young man's recognizable clear voice sounded faintly from behind him.
"That can't be right. If he eats it, what will you eat? Don't rush to refute me. Everyone knows that your E. coli has been seriously exceeding the standard for years."
Arhan: "......"
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