Panguan

Zhou Xu's voice was like a hunting dog, which startled Xia Qiao and Lao Mao.

They didn't see the dream, and they didn't know what happened, but they saw Miss Zhou blushed and had a thick neck, looking like she was about to bite someone at any time.

"What's wrong?" Xia Qiao was bewildered.

The eldest lady's face was still flushed, so she put on an apologetic expression, cupped her hands and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect the follow-up to be like this—"

"Say more?!" Zhou Xu immediately seized the high ground and successfully stopped Bu Ning.

Although he knew that it was impossible for Bu Ning to reveal the fact that he was scared to pee his pants when he was a child, he still had a stress reaction.

But he quickly comforted himself, who didn't pee his pants twice when he was a child!

Besides, in that kind of scene, if Xia Qiao was a coward, let alone a 5-year-old, even a 15-year-old would have to pee!

Thinking of this, his upturned Erlang legs trembled again, concealing his emptiness.

In the end, without shaking twice, Bu Ning opened his mouth again.

He changed his serious posture and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about it, it probably wasn't your dream, it was indeed what you saw."

"Really?!" Zhou Xu nodded his head briefly, his tone a bit high, "Are you sure? How do you know?"

He wasn't happy, but the speculation he had held back for so many years was confirmed, so he was inevitably a little excited.

"Nine times out of ten, that form is related to some sorcery." Bu Ning said, "If you have seen these things that you don't usually see at the age of five, and you can still bring them into your dreams like this, Then pretend I didn't say it."

"Sorcery?" Lao Mao interjected beside him. Although he didn't see Zhou Xu's dream, he was very sensitive to such words, "What sorcery?"

Bu Ning was more serious, thought for a while and said: "It's hard to say, as far as I know, there are two or three kinds of things that can cause this kind of mood if you don't control it well. Master knows more, so it's best to ask him. In addition... Let’s also talk about the fact that the Zhang family is coming.”

He is usually indifferent, and he has seen a lot of people and things. When he was taught by his master on Songyun Mountain, he likes to talk about the facts, and rarely has obvious likes and dislikes for a certain group of people.

Therefore, even though the Zhang family planned to "pick up" him on the phone, he didn't take it too seriously.

But it's different now, if it has something to do with magic, it's not just a simple personal likes and dislikes.

He believed that it was the same for Master and Wen Shi.

"Then here comes the question..." Zhou Xu poked his head out to ask a question while he was thinking about it.

He pointed to the next door and said, "Who's going to knock on the door?"

Bu Ning went deaf on the spot.

Xia Qiao also began to pick at his fingers, as if the skin next to his nails suddenly became extremely attractive.

Zhou Xu had no choice but to turn his gaze to Lao Mao: "Since it is the golden-winged roc of the patriarch, there must be something special about it. You are the oldest in the room, and you will definitely not care about the younger generation, so..."

Lao Mao didn't know that the puppet mother could still arrange seniority with others.

He wanted to raise his wings and slap this little bastard on the spot, but he finally stood up silently, pointed at his withered half body, and cursed at Zhou Xu: "There is no humanity!"

After speaking, he raised his foot.

Zhou Xu and Xia Qiao looked at him eagerly, thinking that he was going to open the door, but Lao Mao turned on his toes and went to the balcony.

Lu Xiao and his wife lived on the first floor all the year round, and the four rooms on the second floor would be wasted if they were empty, so they invited the bricklayers in the town to make a renovation and turned them into guest rooms. Each room has a simple washroom and a balcony. There are often construction project teams nearby to measure and repair, and sometimes they will find some people to rent from them.

Lao Mao squatted on the balcony and glanced at the next door, then half-formed, aggressively...flying two bird feathers to the next door.

He didn't actually see anything, because the doors and windows next door were closed, and he was not standing at the right angle. The two bird feathers just pecked at the window "dumbly", and then stuck to the window glass, like a golden notice.

At that time, Wen Shi was sitting on the bed with his back against the wall.

The dream that he didn't want to mention was put into practice at this moment, and he was so confused that he didn't even understand how it came to be like this.

The hem of the white T-shirt was biting between his teeth.

He lowered his head with half-closed eyes, and saw that Xie Wen's hand that had held him, patted the back of his head, and hooked the puppet thread was hidden in the fabric.

He closed his eyes when he smelled it, because the bone line of his jaw was stretched because of the force of the bite.

He breathed out a few times, his wet eyelashes fluttered, but his eyes were scattered and could not find the focus.

At a certain moment, his long straight legs were suddenly bent, and the hand that was originally supporting the edge of the bed grabbed Xie Wen's wrist.

He frowned slightly, his eyes swept across Xie Wen's face indiscriminately. The clenched hand loosened again, grabbed Xie Wen's shoulder, and leaned over to kiss Xie Wen's chin and the corners of his lips before making a sound.

It was at this time that the two feathers "slapped" against the window glass, and the sound was crisp and loud.

When she heard it, she raised her eyes from Xie Wen's neck, the mist covering her eyes had not faded away, and there were still traces of lust at the end of her eyes.

He half-closed his eyes, and it took him a while to fix the focus.

Then, he saw the golden light flowing over the feathers, flashing like two eyes.

When I heard it: "..."