Vampire cute baby tomb robber

"The smartest young master in Forty-Nine City." Lao Zhao laughed loudly, turned his body slightly, and left the gap for the figure behind him...

When the handsome face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling saw Mo Niang, a trace of deepness flashed across it.

Mo Niang also paused, then laughed: "Long time no see."

"Indeed." Qu Luo pursed her lips, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. She just leaned lazily on the wooden door and looked at Mo Niang with evil spirits: "Sister Mo's business is getting bigger and bigger, and she doesn't even have time to see people." No, it’s been a month, right? Even the store has changed.”

Old Zhao frowned wildly: "Do you know each other?"

"An old acquaintance when I was young." The devil girl said calmly, and when she raised her hand, she revealed a section of her white wrist.

Qu Luo looked at her, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became wider and wider, a bit deliberate

Old Zhao didn't see the ups and downs between the two, he just felt that the two children he wrote letters with actually knew each other, which made him very happy in itself.

"Let's go, let's go drink together! This is all fate, you can't do without a drink!" Old Zhao patted Qu Luo's shoulder with one hand, obviously very excited.

Mo Niang didn't cheer him up, after all, they were old friends and her eldest brother, who had helped her a lot in the past month in the capital, so she turned around and ordered the servant girl to save the best private room, and called Got a few girls.

Now she is more and more comfortable doing this kind of thing, unlike in the first year when she couldn't let her hands and feet go.

Everyone who was by my side before is gone, whether it is following my maidservant or Uncle Liao who has passed away long ago, time has never stopped in its footsteps, and it will always take away a lot of things easily.

People will become more and more tactful.

Mo Niang didn't know whether this was right or wrong, at least she redeemed Mo's family.

I didn't expect that the man who entered the world of mortals just to cure Uncle Liao's illness didn't want to get out in the end.

Mo Niang took two white jade wine cups, poured the wine, and pushed Lao Zhao and Qu Luo away.

Qu Luo didn't look at the glass of wine, and the girl sitting beside him coquettishly said to him, "Young Master Luo, you won't show up for a while."

"I've been busy recently." Qu Luo leaned back lazily with his sharp sideways face, half-tearing his collar, smiling evilly, playing with the delicate cigarette case in his palm with his slender fingers, da da da the sound of.

The girl snorted, "What are you busy with, I don't even come out to play."

Qu Luo didn't speak, but looked at the enchanting witch in red with long and narrow eyes, and suddenly laughed: "Busy looking for someone."

The more the girl looked, the more puzzled she became, she leaned over and said, "Young Master Luo, what are you laughing at? Tell me to make the servants happy."

Qu Luo said in a low voice, "It's nothing, I just met someone I've been looking for for a long time."

"Hey? Who is that person!?" The girl squinted her eyes, with a hint of hostility in her eyes. I haven't heard that Young Master Luo is close to any young lady recently?Could it be that they are people in the world of mortals?

Qu Luo hooked her thin lips, exhaling lightly: "Secret..."

The girl is also a sensible girl, seeing that Qu Luo didn't want to say anything, she didn't ask any more questions. She didn't know if she was overthinking it, but she always felt that Luo Shao's eyes were only staring at their mother-in-law from the moment she came in...

Old Zhao laughed, took a drink from the wine glass pushed by Mo Niang, and his movements were very straightforward: "Young Master Luo is not bad, right?"

"Yeah." Mo Niang nodded, looking at Qu Luo, who was surrounded by girls, he was as handsome as before, and everywhere he went, he was full of stars. Some people seem to be born with such charm, even if they are casual Standing casually in the crowd can be very dazzling.

Old Zhao patted his head: "You said you were childhood acquaintances? How did you know each other?"

Mo Niang grinned, but didn't answer his question, she just smiled: "Try this pot of wine again, it's very strong."

Old Zhao has never been a careful person. If he was more careful, he would not be able to discover the ambiguous and tit-for-tat atmosphere between Mo Niang and Qu Luo...

However, in the private room of the bamboo house, the light was relatively dim, and no one paid attention to anyone.

The girls looked at Qu Luo shyly, and wanted to say a word or two.

In ancient times, poetry and songs were the most important thing. At this time, you have to drink, play the piano, and write a few words. If you don’t spend the night in the brothel, it’s basically the same.

Qu Luo took a brush and drew two strokes casually, the strokes were like flowing water and there was a sense of coldness, even Lao Zhao, who didn't know much about literati, could see that the calligraphy was extremely beautiful.

What's more, the faces of those top names who claim to be extremely talented showed admiration on their faces: "Shao Luo really writes like a human being, and such words can be sold at a good price."

"My words are nothing." Luo Shao laughed wickedly, pulled the devil girl over suddenly, and then pushed forward, breathing past her ear as if there was nothing: "Your mother The handwriting is beautiful, strictly speaking, my handwriting is taught by her."

Suddenly the topic was brought to herself, and the breath behind her ears was so obvious, the devil girl had no choice but to put down her wine glass, looked at the girls opposite and smiled, which was very harmless.

"Mama can write?" These people are all the top cards left by the devil girl in the south of the Yangtze River before she returned to Beijing. In their impression, Mammy was a heavy drinker. In the past, she would often hold back drinks for Yan'er and the others. Even when she spoke and acted, she carried a strong air of prostitution. Who would have imagined that she would grind and write.

"Not only can she write, but she can also kill." Qu Luoyang smiled charmingly.

The girls said "Huh?!"

Mo Niang stretched her waist, avoiding the heat behind her, smiled softly, and said in an uneven tone, "You frightened these sisters."

"Huh?" Qu Luo raised her beautiful eyebrows, and her deep eyes seemed to be emitting electricity, and she glanced at the girls: "You think it's scary?"

One of the girls covered her lips and laughed, Xiaojiabiyu was as shy as Xiaojiabiyu: "Master Luo will make fun of us, and still tell us jokes here."

"What a villain!" Immediately, a girl followed suit, holding a small fan, shaking it so charmingly: "But Young Master Luo, I heard that you are getting married?"

After hearing this, Lao Zhao was somewhat surprised: "Are you going to get married?"

The voices in the quiet private room became noisy, all asking the same question.

Mo Niang put down the teacup in her hand and glanced outside the bamboo house, looking a little careless.

Old Zhao continued: "Isn't Nangong Yuan the one who will hold the wedding?"

"I'll go outside." Mo Niang stood up with a slight smile, and interrupted Lao Zhao's words invisibly.

In an instant, Qu Luo's gaze on her face condensed into a dazzling cold light...