Does he know he's angry?

This is really a question that hits the soul.

According to her observation, Lu Zhiyao was not really angry before.

He was always smiling, and all the people who made him uncomfortable were removed on the spot. Although his behavior was a little perverted, he never spoke ill of anyone.

And the state of him when he got rid of people was not like anger, but more appropriate excitement.

Rather than saying that he was angry, it was better to say that he had found a reason for himself to kill.

Did he know he was angry? Or is it that he wasn't actually angry, just his character was like this, did she think too much?

Li Ruoshui sighed for a long time, the strategy is really difficult, why doesn't she have the golden finger to read mind?

It's all because the system is so tasteless, she didn't even give her a favorability prompt, and she has survived until now thanks to her wit.

Lu Zhiyao rubbed the puppet and paused when he heard her sigh.

"Want to go back to Zheng's house?"

It's not that she is overhearted, it sounds really sour.

"I don't want to, I'm just tired from sitting, and my back hurts by the side of the bed."

Li Ruoshui began to sell miserably again: "I came to see you a few days ago, but you were not there. I had to walk through the streets against the scorching sun, wind and rain, and injured my knee."

Li Ruoshui will not exaggerate or fabricate things that she has not done, but she will say nothing about what she has done to attack him.

If you want to attack people, the idea of ​​silently guarding you will not work.

Lu Zhiyao laughed when he heard this, got up and walked in front of her. When Li Ruoshui thought he was touched, the person put a pillow behind her.

Li Ruoshui: "..."

Should she thank him for being so considerate?

"Shouldn't you be punished for being disobedient? Just hold on."

This sentence was very gentle, and Lu Zhiyao also pulled the puppet string very intimately, wrapping her a little tighter.

He sat beside Li Ruoshui, his loose robes were spread out, and his long hair was scattered around him, looking very comfortable.

He tapped on the floor with his fingers, and let out a bark like Li Ruoshui teasing a cat.

"Meow."

The voice was so gentle, Li Ruoshui couldn't help turning his head to look at him, with two big words absurd written in his eyes.

She has been fighting for so long, and she is not as good as a cat.

That white cat deserves to be the mascot of the tofu shop, and the treasure that made her spend three or two huge sums of money. It actually came to the road.

Although the hesitation was visible to the naked eye, after hesitating for a while, he still walked to the side of the road and rubbed his hand.

Lu Zhiyao also raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and then he bent his eyes and rubbed the cat's head.

The cat was also very well-mannered, and even though his fur was about to explode, he tried his best to restrain himself.

"Are you happy? I rented it for you."

Although there was some discomfort in his heart, Li Ruoshui was still very happy that there were small animals that could interact with him.

Interacting with animals is very healing.

"happy?"

Lu Zhiyao touched the soft cat under his hand, repeated a sentence, and then tilted his head to "look" at her, with a circle of moonlight on his face.

"Probably a few."

That's good, this money is not a waste of money.

Lu Zhiyao learned Li Ruoshui's method of licking the cat, reached out and touched the cat's chin, and rubbed it very comfortably, but the cat was still a little scared.

There was a sudden chuckle in the quiet room.

The smile in Lu Zhi's words became more obvious: "This cat is very similar to you."

He was obviously very scared, but he had to be patient and let him rub it.

Li Ruoshui: don't want to laugh anymore.

I've never seen him treat him like he treats this cat.

When the two had different thoughts, there was a knock on the door. The sound was a little hesitant, and the knock on the door gradually became smaller.

"Guest officer, are you asleep?"

There was no light in the room, so the second child couldn't tell whether he was sleeping or not, and the voice of asking was a little flimsy.

"Wait a moment."

Lu Zhiyao pushed the kitten aside, got up to open the door, the white cat quickly jumped into Li Ruoshui's arms the moment he was pushed away, and the raised hair gradually loosened.

Li Ruoshui: "..."

What is his image in the eyes of animals?

The door was opened, and Xiao Er subconsciously looked into the room, but could only see something vaguely.

"Master, this is the supper you asked for. The water is still boiling, but it will be ready soon."

Lu Zhiyao paused when he took the plate, and asked, "Is this a pair of tableware?"

"Yes."

"Take another pair." Lu Zhiyao lowered his voice so that Li Ruoshui could not hear it clearly.

Little Er seemed to understand something: "Master, do you want me to light the lights for you?"

When Li Ruoshui heard this, he shook his head frantically, and his toes shrank in embarrassment.

refuse refuse refuse...

"It's troublesome."

Hearing this, Li Ruoshui lowered his head silently, trying to bury himself behind the cat.

Xiao Er walked into the room, didn't notice the bedside at first, just took out the fire stick from his cuff, and lit the lanterns in the room one by one.

"Sir, I'll order..."

Xiao Er and Li Ruoshui looked at each other. He looked at Li Ruoshui who was entangled in a strange way, and couldn't help but take a step back.

Lu Zhiyao put the dinner plate on the table: "Thank you."

This thank you recalled Xiao Er's erratic sanity, and he closed the door and went out after he responded.

The room was lit up, and the faint warm atmosphere before disappeared, leaving only the unspeakable embarrassment floating in the air.

Of course Lu Zhiyao would not be embarrassed. He put the food on the table and slowly moved his chopsticks.

Li Ruoshui, who hadn't eaten in an afternoon, swallowed his saliva, looked at the dishes, and said his thoughts without hesitation.

"Let's eat together, I'll bring you some vegetables."

Now in front of Lu Zhi, Li Ruoshui is rarely embarrassed, and sometimes even understands what he means very well.

"Or whatever you want me to do tonight."

Whether it's rubbing her head or having fun with her, she's used to it anyway, and now she wants to eat.

"I don't seem to want you to do anything."

"……It's too awful."

Li Ruoshui paused and looked at the cat sleeping on his lap: "It's a pity that you have also eaten up your dried fish, otherwise I could have some pads."

Lu Zhiyao was sitting at the table. Because he couldn't see, he was eating very slowly, and his long drooping hair was pinned behind his ears. In fact, he looked good when he was eating.

Eating with him is indeed a bit of a beautiful meal.

But Lu Zhiyao, who was praised by her in his heart, didn't reply, just lowered his head to eat, and looked like he was really hungry.

For some reason, Li Ruoshui knew that she would definitely be able to eat it in the end, so she said, "leave me some meat..."

Lu Zhiyao chuckled a few times and put the chopsticks aside, looking like he was full.

He stood up in front of her, pulled out his thin sword, cut the complicated and tangled puppet lines from the middle, and released her.

At this time, Xiao Er happened to bring another tableware and hot water. He put the kettle in the room and went out again with his head down.

"I didn't see I didn't see..."

Li Ruoshui, who is sorting out the fine lines on his body:...

After Lu Zhiyao washed up, he slowly collected the puppet threads scattered on the ground, and followed the threads to find the puppets one by one.

"After dinner, you should go back."

"Why do you always think that I will leave?" Li Ruoshui looked up at him while eating his meal.

"Today something happened to the Zheng Mansion. It is estimated that the curfew will start again. Maybe I won't be allowed in."

Lu Zhi's lips curled up and continued to look for the puppet on the ground: "What did you do today?"

"Catch the person who poisoned Zheng Yanqing, and let them treat Zheng Yanqing better."

Li Ruoshui's tone was a little regretful: "It's really pitiful that he was born in the Zheng family, his father doesn't love his mother, and someone poisoned him."

Wait, why is this encounter so similar to Lu Zhiyuan?

Lu Zhiyao put away the puppets one by one, reached out and touched their heads, and asked in a low voice.

"What about me? What do you think of me?"

"You?" Li Ruoshui put down his chopsticks and poured himself a cup of tea: "Didn't you have me?"

The sound of tea suddenly stopped, Li Ruoshui's hand holding the teapot froze in the air, and the words just now were all in his mind.

What weird stuff is she talking about! Goosebumps are up!

"I'm stuffed!"

Lu Zhiyao remained in a half-squatting position, and the puppet in his hand made a clanging sound. After being silent for a while, he raised his lips and laughed.

So, does this mean she is his property?

After Li Ruoshui washed up, he hesitated and blew out the candle in the room, leaving the moonlight on the ground.

When she thought about resting on the couch, she suddenly found that the couch was gone, replaced by a pile of wood.

...

Li Ruoshui didn't know for a while whether he should be happy or not.

At this time, Lu Zhiyao was already lying on the bed, with his black hair scattered behind him, his posture was upright, but he revealed some illusions that he was very tormented.

"Can you squeeze?"

Anyway, also slept with arms around when was poisoned before, so it's nothing to worry about.

Lu Zhizhi was obviously not an ordinary person either, so he moved a bit inwards, vacating the outside space.

In this kind of place, he is inexplicably good at talking.

Li Ruoshui lay down, keeping a distance from him, while pulling the quilt over his body.

He thought of the faint blackness under his eyes again.

You don't have to guess to know that he didn't sleep well.

He has received so many bounty orders recently, and he often comes back in the middle of the night. He also has time to make puppets. Maybe he doesn't sleep for even an hour a day.

She also saw the clothes on the ground just now, with some bloodstains on them, and no robes, so she probably did something else today.

Originally, she had thought that if Lu Zhiyao had a task tonight, she would have to keep him no matter what, but she didn't expect him to go to bed obediently.

Li Ruoshui, who had slept enough for a long time, was in good spirits now. She opened her eyes to look at the top of the tent, and then turned to look at him.

She planned to talk to him about something, such as whether she was angry, why she wanted to kill Zheng Yanqing, etc., but when she turned her head, she saw a peaceful sleeping face.

Yes, it was peaceful, and he really fell asleep.

His hands were folded on his abdomen, and the white jade beads on his wrists quietly rose and fell with his breathing, looking extremely regular.

She hadn't seen Lu Jiao's sleeping position before, so she didn't expect it to be like this.

He used to be a light sleeper, but now he actually slept before her. Is this a good phenomenon?

Li Ruoshui breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect his sleeping position to be so normal...

Before this thought could stay in her mind for three seconds, Lu Zhizhi's hand suddenly pressed onto her neck, showing a posture of locking her throat.

"..."

Li Ruoshui struggled for a while and decided not to touch him. He slept so lightly, he probably woke up after a push.

It didn't take long for him to rub over slowly, the hand that locked her did not change, but the breath suddenly sprayed on her auricle.

Aside from his strength, this posture is really ambiguous, like a lover whispering close to his ear.

This thought made Li Ruoshui blushed a lot. She tilted her head unconsciously, trying to escape this strange atmosphere.

The hand around her neck became harder and harder, and the atmosphere gradually took on a murderous vibe.

"The road is far away, the road is far away?"

There was no reply, but the strength in his hands was a little less.

Is it like this when he fell asleep?

It's not much better than being awake.

Li Ruoshui took a lot of effort to pull his hand away, but accidentally let him grab his wrist.

His hand grabbed her, and Lu Zhiyao relaxed a little, but the strength in his hand did not decrease at all.

"Sleep so fast."

Couldn't he have slept for even an hour a few days ago?

Li Ruoshui lay on the bed, feeling the strength of his wrist and the breath sprayed on his auricle, he couldn't help sighing.

"I thought wrong before, Zheng Yanqing is still not like you."

"There was someone in his life who loved him, albeit very, very shallowly. And you, none."

Li Ruoshui turned sideways and patted his back, letting him relax slowly.

In the darkness, the girl's voice was low, with a few traces of insolence and helplessness.

"I love him, but I don't seem to be to you. What should I do?"