Wait until we return to the guest room arranged by Wanli Trading Company.

Zuo Qiufeng and others entered the house, opened their eyes and greeted them, but they were stunned when they saw three black braised eggs following Zuo Qiufeng.

"Boss, huh? Who else are these three?"

The little green wood demon scratched his ears and his forehead and didn't remember the three black braised eggs that popped up, which were still black and shiny, and he looked confused.

"One after another, I can't stand this grievance!"

The three fools of Xiong's heart were so cold that they ran to argue with Xiao Qingmu Demon, chatting for a while, and it was so lively.

"Boss!"

Luohu also saw Zuo Qiufeng coming back, and said hello without looking back, and continued to bury his head in the foreshadowing, but the noise coming from his ears made his tiny forehead tense.

Bang!

Slap the brush hard on the table.

"You guys are dying. The silence will affect the creation of future 'big writers, novelists who can use their pens to change the world'!"

Luohu cursed, splashed in saliva, and vented: "I said, can you afford to lose my inspiration??"

Several people quarreled and made a group of people.

The originally quiet room suddenly became like a vegetable market, without the tranquility it had before, but it gave people a sense of fulfillment in their leisure time.

Zuo Qiufeng was used to the unremitting daily life, and suddenly this noisy daily life was also good.

"Let me see what this so-called masterpiece that can influence the world!"

Zuo Qiufeng was also curious about Luohu's words. He knew why a demon soldier changed his career and wrote novels. Could it be that he wrote novels by himself after reading them? Should he be so real?

Pick up the straw paper on the table and look around.

"Um......"

Zuo Qiufeng rubbed his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and murmured: "... Maybe I've read it wrong!"

Open your eyes again.

"No, no, this is not a word!"

After flipping through a stack of papers continuously, Zuo Qiufeng turned them over for a long time to confirm that they were all white paper. The only point that stood out was probably that the first white paper was stained with a large amount of ink dots.

"I didn't start writing a single word at all!"

Zuo Qiufeng glanced at Luohu, who was mixed with the three fools of Xiong and the Qingmu Demon, and seriously suspected that this was just an excuse for Luohu to escape by himself.

"Hahaha!"

After dropping a stack of white paper, Zuo Qiufeng couldn't help but laugh.

"Young Master, is there anything funny??"

The little maid hugged the sleepy little Lu Leng to Zuo Qiufeng, with her eyebrows and eyes in her eyes, and took the initiative to lean up and ask.

"nothing!"

Zuo Qiufeng was stunned for a moment, feeling the softness from his arms and the strange fragrance on the little maid's body. At some point, the little maid relaxed her suppression of the Baimei Demon body.

"Ah~~ I've really not been alone with the young master for a long time!"

Yao Ruoyan's rosy lips were squirming, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly drooping, and his head was gently leaning against the man's powerful shoulders, and his hair was hooked to the tip of his nose.

It doesn't matter if you say it's "alone".

After all, the three fools of Xiong, Luohu, and the little green wood demon were already taken as air by Yao Ruoyan, and in her eyes it was really similar to air.

When he saw his eldest son and mistress, Luohu and the others tactfully retreated.

"I feel wronged!"

Zuo Qiufeng patted the back of the little maid's hand, looking a little ashamed. Although the two of them had been together because of impulse, it was already here.

Moreover, the little maid worked diligently, staying by her side without fighting or robbing, and most of her love was given to Miss Lu. She was indeed a little neglected by the little maid. It would be fake if she didn't feel anything.

It has long been useless to give an accurate reply in a three-year agreement.

The little maid's efforts were seen.

"Actually, Ruoyan, you don't need to be so humble. If it were a concubine, I would personally tell Wan'er and give you a title..."

Zuo Qiufeng felt that he was a little unfair to the little maid.

Just saying it is average.

"Woo!"

Zuo Qiufeng's lips were pressed down by a slender jade finger, making him unable to make a sound, and Xiao Luneng was already sleeping in the little maid's arms and he didn't dare to make too loud noises.

"What the young master is saying, I don't need to do it anymore, and I won't make it difficult for the young master!"

Yao Ruoyan shook her head and raised her head, a bright and charming smile completely restrained the charm of her whole body, and ran to the pair of seductive peach blossom eyes that looked like a girl next door.

"And this is my own choice, and it's not difficult at all!"

The little maid suddenly clamped her legs.

"And there!"

Yao Ruoyan's smile was a little unrestrained. Her originally bright smile tended to rise upwards, and her face was slightly twitching. Her voice was a little heavy, and she buried her head: "And young master, we are..."

"...Accomplice!?"

"Haaaa!"

The little maid's words made Zuo Qiufenglei, who was still immersed in guilt, and never thought that the topic suddenly became an affair.

"Young Master, look, we are alone now, and the wife is not around, and we live in the same room with our wife on our backs. This feeling............"

Yao Ruoyan's eyebrows were narrow and narrow. When she heard the tone, Zuo Qiufeng felt more and more wrong.

"Damn it, it's poisonous!"

Zuo Qiufeng had no other unique interest in the little maid from time to time, but he hadn't thought about it yet, after saying so much to the little maid.

Suddenly...it's so exciting.

aim!

Zuo Qiufeng glanced at the little maid with an unhealthy blush on his cheeks, and it looked like a Seqin maid who seduced his master, and the Seqin maid was holding the mistress's child.

"This...this...this is so scheming!"

Oh!

man!

.........

Half a quarter of an hour later.

.........

He thought wrongly and pulled it out and shot it for a minute.

Crunch!

The door of the guest room was pushed open.

"Alang, Ah Xiong? Do you want these two names to be a little casual? By the way, aren't they traffickers who abducted Luohu??"

This is the voice of the little Qingmu demon. Luohu, who was walking in front, looked at him with a strange look.

"Yes, although our brothers used to be bandits, we also look down on human traffickers, trafficking children, and die when they are found by enemies. We save people in one go!"

The three silly Xiong, who were so strong, agreed while walking.

"You don't need to worry about it!"

Luohu didn't know when he had the habit of putting his hands in his pockets when walking, but his long gown had no pockets, so he asked Yao Ruoyan to sew two pockets on both sides of his thighs.

So Luohu kept his hand in his pocket when he was walking, and he was very awkward at such a young age.

"What a hell!"

The little green wood demon disdained Luohu's self-relative attributes, but it was really true that he felt very worthy of beating. He was too lazy to pay attention to this demon soldier who was obsessed with reading novels.

By the way, can a demon soldier go astray?

What the hell know.

As Xiong Shi Sansha and the others came back, Zuo Qiufeng and the little maid who were sitting at the head of the bed were coaxing the little Lu who was crying and joking, also got up.

In front of his son, Zuo Qiufeng and the little maid naturally would not have any favorite plot.

"Young master, Xiao Leng has been crying and can't stop!"

Yao Ruoyan tried her best to coax the little guy who was worried about kicking his legs in his arms, but he couldn't calm the little guy down.

If you check it, it’s not diapers anymore, then you’ll have the option of being hungry.

"No, it's gone!"
To be continued...