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Chapter 177 The black weapon of the soldier is unknown(2/2)

I can't stand it. I can't even stand it for half a day.

Zuo Wuzhou had no time to think about this, he was only thinking about how to ask Cheng Qingwu for leave.

Cheng Qingwu held up her chin and cupped her cheeks, staring at Zuo Wuzhou with starry eyes, blushing slightly, and smiled sweetly: "Do you know you are so weird, how can there be an entourage sitting at the same table as the master?

Of. Look at them."

Zuo Wuzhou saw the maid and other attendants looking sad and angry, and was confused: "Is this okay?"

We really can't blame Zuo Wuzhou for not having the concept of respect and inferiority, and casually saying that he is Lord Wu. Even if Emperor Wu comes, there is no way he can be made to stand aside and behave like a human being. Even if he is not Lord Wu, this concept of respect and inferiority is still there.

In his mind, it almost didn't exist.

I would like to ask how a young man who looks calm on the outside but is unyielding and proud can have a sense of dignity and inferiority. He does not humble himself in front of the strong, nor is he proud in front of the weak. This is his deep-rooted weakness and his unabashed nature.

After spending time with Zuo Wuzhou for a year, Cheng Qingwu could always discover a lot of new things about this young man in black whom she had never seen through.

For example, Zuo Wuzhou never calls herself "I" in front of anyone. She always calls herself "I" when eating. She can sit with her master without any care, or squat at the entrance of the courtyard without any manners.

Have a meal.

Zuo Wuzhou was polite most of the time, but she always seemed to lack the respect and humility of a servant towards her father. However, she also had great respect for the steward. No matter how big the matter was, as long as the steward took care of it, he would

Always say yes.

"He is really strange, very different, not like a servant at all." Cheng Qingwu suddenly felt a little surprised: "He is my follower, an eighth-level assassin, and he has never been arrogant towards other ordinary people.

.It’s so strange. Why is he different from everyone I’ve ever met?”

The Cheng family is a wealthy family in the Frost Star Kingdom, and the family rules are strict. Cheng Qingwu has been severely disciplined since she was a child, and there are not many people she can interact with. Knowing that she is the youngest daughter of the Cheng family, she is often flattering and humble.

In the Cheng family, the people she came into contact with always had some vague respect for her and the Cheng family. Therefore, she was like a bird trapped in a cage, yearning for the outside world. When she came into contact with Zuo Wu

Boating is probably a new experience...

At first, I just had a curious heart, and gradually I found many different novelties in him. For example, he always got up very early, such as the injuries on his body, and many injuries, such as his

You can stay indoors for many days without going out, like many, many days.

There was a trace of shame in Cheng Qingwu. A wave of emotion rippled in her heart: "Why is it that he is different from other servants and eats and drinks tea with me, but I never care."

"Why does he always like black? Damn you, you know that people don't like black." She thought: "He has so many injuries. He must have many wonderful stories, but he just refuses to tell me."

After pondering for a long time, Zuo Wuzhou gathered his words: Xiaoqing, I have something to do and I have to leave for a while."

Cheng Qingwu was about to cry: "Are you leaving? You still don't want to talk to me anymore."

"No!" Zuo Wuzhou's heart twitched and he tried to deny it: "I just went to do something and come back after I finish it."

Cheng Qingwu burst into tears and smiled: "I thought you would never come back after you left. If you go, you must come back quickly."

After a pause, she looked ashamed. She handed out a black bracelet: "You like black, I give this to you. Remember, you must go early and come back early."

Zuo Wuzhou happily took the bracelet, tied it on his wrist, rubbed it for a while, and said firmly:

"I'll be back as soon as possible."

Black, no!

A few days later, Cheng Qingwu lazily supported her chin and looked at the horizon in a daze: "He has been gone for four days, when will he come back?"

Little Miss, are you thinking about him? He is just a follower, don’t care what he does." The maid on the side sneered: Little Miss, you and he are not the same person, even if you want to marry, you will marry Wu Zun, he is only eight

What’s so great about quality.”

The more the maid talked, the more annoyed she became: Miss, why do you want me to knit that bracelet for him? The black one is so ugly."

Little miss, you don't have a crush on him. He's not even good enough for you." The maid complained more and more.

Cheng Qingwu's anger became more and more intense. She jumped up, slapped the maid over, and shouted: "Xiaoyi, you are a maid, so you should remember your identity. When will it be your turn to take care of my affairs."

Do you want me to order you to be beaten to death with a stick?"

"Remember your identity for me." Cheng Qingwu was very angry and looked at the sky angrily: "I just like him, I like him to be different, I like him as an assassin, but I just want to elope with him, so what?

.”

Of course, a handsome, tall, and heroic young assassin is simply a collection of all romances. Why shouldn't she like it?

"It's so annoying." Cheng Qingwu was annoyed: "I really don't like black. Why does he always like black and why won't he wear clothes of other colors? I must see him wearing a black shirt."

If he is willing to wear white, he must be an extremely handsome young man.

"Bring it!"

The maid gingerly brought a roll of fabric and danced lightly, showing a trace of confusion and tenderness.

After Cheng Qingwu was proven to have no talent for soul cultivation at an early age, she was cultivated to have the temperament of a lady. She dare not say that she is proficient in playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she is proficient in knitting and other female celebrities.

This piece of fabric was chosen by her herself. It is white and has flawless white walls!
Chapter completed!
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