Home for a Smoke



"Look for Luo Wen, look for Luo Wen, go find Luo Wen!"

He trotted back to his room, and his face, which hadn't smiled in days, finally showed a little smile, and he regained his usual spirit. Sure enough, some things still need to be thought through. Once you think things through, everything else becomes much easier.

Although she understood that if she insisted on looking for Luo Wen, things might get out of control, but so what? If she wanted to go to the back of the sea, it would be easier than just scolding her.

Only such a life has meaning.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Su Yin smiled widely at it again. Looking at the childish face in front of the mirror, Su Yin unexpectedly discovered that... she seemed to have grown up a little bit.

She had gotten a bit prettier. Although she still looked like a young high school student, she had clearly acquired some initial femininity. It turned out that she hadn't really looked at herself properly for so many days that she had almost forgotten what she looked like and who she was.

After all, even I don’t quite understand myself, and that goblin...does he understand me?

"What's up? I haven't seen you for a long time. You seem quite haggard. Now you're dressing up in front of the mirror. Are you going to seduce someone again?"

The hand holding the comb shook violently, and the sour words gave me a chill. I was so unlucky that even cold water got stuck in my teeth.

Helplessly turning his head, "Don't you know not to look at or listen to anything indecent? I left the door open, and you thought this was your home? You're looking at everything, aren't you afraid of getting corns, Sister Luzhu?"

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"Young Master."

Old Deng, who was waiting in front of the Luo Mansion, took the initiative to greet Dongcheng Yao as soon as he saw him come out.

"I wonder, sir, have you seen Luo Wen?" Seeing Dong Chengyao's relaxed expression, Deng Bo frowned and took the initiative to remind Dong Chengyao.

... Dongcheng Yao raised his eyebrows, his expression paused, and he covered his face with his fan, a trace of embarrassment on his face. How could he forget the important matter... How shameful, shameful.

"Ah." Seeing Dongcheng Yao like this, Deng Bo had obviously guessed something. Sighing slowly, Deng Bo comforted him, "It's okay, sir, don't take it to heart. I don't think Luo Wen will see any guests today. This is just a test. If that's the case, let it go."

Dongcheng Yao nodded and said, "Okay." After all, he is the sixth son of the Dongcheng family. Although he has no power, it is not a good sign for him to run to the Luo Mansion every day. If the old man finds out, he will give him a good scolding. It is better to let it go. It can be considered a good thing.

"I wonder why you stayed in this mansion for so long since you didn't see Luo Wen?" Bowing slightly, Uncle Deng continued to ask.

Dong Chengyao glanced at Deng Bo slowly, his mind reminiscing about a certain girl's radiant smile in the sunshine, which had brought him such a rare good mood. He had never imagined that even a simple chat with someone, a few jokes, or even helping a little girl solve her problems could make him feel so relaxed...

There was no need to plan carefully and create confusion. Although the wild cat was a little wild, unruly, and ugly, it could make him...happier than any other woman.

Dongcheng Yao curled the corners of his lips slightly, lowered his head, shook his head lightly at Deng Bo, and said casually, "I was delayed by a small matter, it's okay. Let's go back." After that, he walked straight forward without waiting for Deng Bo to answer.

"Yes," Deng Bo replied respectfully. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. He wasn't mistaken. For a moment, the young master seemed so unfamiliar that he couldn't recognize him. Without the cunning and calculating schemes from before, he wore such a pure smile, as if he was... missing someone.

Could the young master also miss someone else? Terrified by his own thoughts, Uncle Deng slowly shook his head. How could that be? After all these years, didn't he understand the young master? A man like him, though surrounded by flowers all day long, never showed any mercy.

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