Fox demon: Carry my piano music with me forever

"Now you know why I said that your sister didn't accept Dongfang Yuechu because she had an inferiority complex." A hint of reminiscence flashed in Tushan Rongrong's eyes.

"..."

Negative longevity: legal, but sick.

After listening to Tushan Rongrong's story, Fu Changsheng covered his forehead with his hands, feeling a little headache.

"Why don't you try to persuade your sister? Something that could have been told in one chapter was made into 200 episodes by the boss with just one sentence."

"Do you think my sister is the kind of demon who can easily change her will?" Tu Shan Rongrong asked back indifferently.

But even though she said so, Tushan Rongrong actually didn't know what she could do to persuade Tushan Honghong.

After all, she herself had never been in love, let alone persuade Tushan Honghong, who was prone to getting stuck in a rut.

I am speechless for bearing the responsibility of longevity.

"Speaking of..."

The next moment, Tushan Rongrong picked up the teacup and suddenly changed the subject.

"Ok?"

Fu Changsheng looked at Tushan Rongrong in confusion, but the latter suddenly lowered her head, somewhat afraid to look into Fu Changsheng's eyes.

"Did I say anything strange to you last night?"

Tushan Rongrong lowered her head, took a sip of the teacup in her hand, and looked as if nothing had happened.

The black hair on her forehead covered her cheeks, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking at the moment.

If you look through her hair, you can see Tushan's face at this moment, with a faint blush on her cheeks.

After waking up this morning, Tushan Rongrong was basically in a blackout and had no recollection of what happened last night.

There were just a few vague images in my mind. Even though I couldn't see them clearly, just a glance was ridiculous enough.

Coupled with Dongfang Yuechu's sudden question just now, "You didn't reject Uncle Fu's confession, did you?", Tushan Rongrong suddenly became a little concerned.

In order to confirm her guess, Tushan Rongrong still wanted to ask Fu Changsheng, although she regretted it the moment she opened her mouth.

It was strange that she both wished she had said something and yet didn't want to say it.

"I just said some nonsense, nothing strange."

"Is...is that so? That's good." After getting this answer, Tushan Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief, but still kept her head down and did not dare to look into Fu Changsheng's eyes.

Fu Changsheng: He didn’t say anything weird, he just wanted to kill me.

"Well, after getting drunk, did I... do anything strange?" Tushan Rongrong blew a breath towards the hot tea, trying her best to control her tone to be more calm.

"No, I fell asleep after getting drunk."

Fu Changsheng: She didn’t do anything strange. She just left some traces of herself on her old friend.

"Oh..."

Tushan Rongrong lowered her head and nodded silently, not knowing whether she was feeling relieved or disappointed.

"That"

"The one on your neck"

As she spoke, Tushan Rongrong pointed at the conspicuous red mark on Fu Changsheng's neck without raising her head.

“Cough cough cough cough!!!!!…”

Before Tushan Rongrong could finish her words, a trace of panic suddenly flashed across Fu Changsheng's face. He immediately coughed forcefully a few times, interrupting Tushan Rongrong.

"I'm going to go see Tushan Yuechu... I'm going to see if Dongfang Honghong is lost. Can you please help me look after the teahouse?"

After giving a clear and coherent reason, Fu Changsheng stood up and walked out of the teahouse.

Tushan Rongrong was standing behind him, looking at Fu Changsheng stumbling every two steps, and was a little dazed.

After a long time, Tushan Rongrong silently lowered her head and took another sip of hot tea. Although there was no expression on her face, the blush on her face inexplicably became even more intense.

For a long time, Tushan Rongrong was absent-minded, not knowing what she was thinking about.

When

Tushan Rongrong was sitting at the counter of the teahouse, concentrating on reviewing the pile of Tushan business documents next to her.

Not long after, a special figure walked into the teahouse quietly.

Although the man moved very quietly, he still attracted everyone's attention the moment he walked into the teahouse.

The reason is simple, because his temperament is so amazing.

He was a little boy with a childlike face, white hair and two white fox ears on his head. He looked like a fox demon.

"Oh my god, whose little boy is this?"

"Hey hey hey Xiao Xia! Did you see that little fox demon? He's so handsome!!!"

"Brother Zhang, it's fine if those women can't take their eyes off you, but why are you, a man, drooling over them?"

"Uh... No, Brother Li, I suddenly feel that gender doesn't have to be so rigid."

Just by standing there, the man attracted the attention of most tea drinkers.

There was no other reason, it was just because his temperament was too pure, just like the Son of Heaven who had descended to the world, and his every move was accompanied by the charm of Tao.

If there really is an angel in the world, then he is it.

His eyes are like the moon, and his spirit is like an immortal!

The little boy looked around in the teahouse and soon fixed his eyes on Tushan Rongrong who was busy working at the counter.

A gleam of light flashed in the little boy's eyes, and then he walked straight towards Tushan Rongrong with a smile as beautiful as a flower.

dong dong...

He walked up to Tushan Rongrong and tapped the counter lightly with his fingers.

Tushan Rongrong subconsciously thought it was a tea drinker, so she asked without even looking up, "What would you like?"

Seeing that Tushan Rongrong didn't look at him, the little boy was not annoyed at all. Instead, he rested his chin with a smile and moved forward slightly.

A pleasant voice came out immediately:

"Sister, I want you~"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Tushan Rongrong suddenly paused what she was doing, then raised her head and looked at the person in front of her with some surprise.

However, with just one glance, Tushan Rongrong was stunned.

Should we say he is beautiful or handsome? It seems that all the words praising his appearance do not seem out of place when used on him.

She has short white hair that reaches her shoulders, a pair of white fox ears, and two perfectly-shaped demonic patterns on both sides of her cheeks.

Tushan Rongrong quickly came back to her senses. "Excuse me, little guest, what did you just say?"

The little boy blinked his eyes, then looked at Tushan Rongrong eagerly.

"Sister, can I stay with you?" The little boy's tone was soft, and his eyes were full of sincerity.

"Eh?"

Hearing this, Tushan Rongrong suddenly raised her eyebrows in a strange way.

After looking the little boy up and down, Tushan Rongrong asked tentatively: "Have you lost your family?"

"Yep!"

Hearing Tushan Rongrong's words, the little boy's eyes rolled and then he nodded vigorously.

In an instant, the little boy's eyes were suddenly filled with pity.

"I can't find my home, woo woo..."

As he spoke, the little boy raised his hand and rubbed his red eyes, and his tone suddenly became a little choked.

"Hey, don't cry." Seeing this, Tushan Rongrong suddenly felt panicked.

For some reason, this young man seemed to have magical powers, which made Tushan Rongrong easily let down her guard against him.

"Don't be in a hurry, talk slowly." As she said that, Tushan Rongrong reached out and gently stroked the little boy's white shoulder-length hair.

"Well (choked), then...can I stay here?" The little boy looked at Tushan Rongrong pitifully, his tone very cautious.

Chapter 83: Stealing a House, But the One Stealing Was a Time Traveler

"Can I stay here?"

Tushan Rongrong looked at his tearful eyes and couldn't bear to refuse.

"Don't be in a hurry. You can find a place here and sit for a while." Tushan Rongrong tried to make her tone as gentle as possible and reached out to comfort the other person.

I have to say that it is really hard to refuse someone who looks friendly. If you refuse, it must be because the other person does not look friendly enough.

However, the boy in front of him with two little white fox ears was like a work of art carved by God himself, making it impossible for him to be rejected.

Hearing Tushan Rongrong's words, the little boy sobbed softly twice, raised his red eyes and looked at Tushan Rongrong cautiously.

"Really...?"

"Well, don't cry yet, I'll pour you a cup of tea."

"Thank you, sister. Then, can I sit next to you?"

"I'm a little scared to be alone. Sister, can you accompany me?" The little boy looked at Tushan Rongrong with burning eyes. His pitiful look made it impossible to refuse him.

After hesitating for a moment, Tushan Rongrong sighed helplessly.

This little guy is so cute, it’s totally a foul to look at him like that.

"Well, bring a chair over here."

The moment he saw Tushan Rongrong nod, the little boy's eyes lit up, and his pitiful look changed to a lovely smile on his face.

"Hehe, thank you sister!"

As he spoke, the little boy leaned forward and suddenly, without any warning, threw himself into Tushan Rongrong's arms.