Liu Yezi looked at Cheng Xiuyang with a faint look.

This guy... had wasted two drops of her spiritual liquid, and she couldn't bear to let it go, so she had just used one drop.

The more I thought about it, the more angry he became. Liu Yezi looked at Cheng Xiuyang's face and inexplicably wanted to go up and punch him.

Cheng Xiuyang: "I won't want it in the future."

Liu Yezi: "Don't worry, I'll give it to you in the future and I'll be a dog!"

Silence for a while...

Liu Yezi seemed to be a ghost, looking at Cheng Xiuyang's eyes full of disbelief.

This guy.

Can you see her golden finger?

In order to verify the conjecture in his heart, Liu Yezi tried to use her golden finger to drip spiritual liquid into the teacup again, but made this move.

Cheng Xiuyang frowned and his voice changed a little.

"No."

The willow leaves were instantly dull.

this……

Hei Wuchang actually lied to her, what, Cheng Xiuyang could actually see it. If this is the case...didn't Cheng Xiuyang know that she had the golden finger from the beginning?

Then, will anyone else see other people?

Liu Yezi is very nervous now. This matter must not be disclosed. It seems that only one Cheng Xiuyang knows about it now.

Moreover, this guy doesn't like to talk or go out, and there seems to be no threat to the leak of news.

Liu Yezi approached Cheng Xiuyang and looked at him earnestly.

"You can see that my fingers are different, right?"

Cheng Xiuyang nodded.

Not only can you see it, but you can also find that others can't see it.

"This is my secret. Now you only know, can you help me keep the secret and never tell anyone."

Liu Yezi urgently observed Cheng Xiuyang's reaction.

Cheng Xiuyang stared at Liu Yezi with deep eyes.

Open your mouth gently.

"good."

"real?"

"Um."

"It's great, you must keep the secret. A gentleman's words are hard to chase after, so you must not let others know about this."

"Um."

Cheng Xiuyang felt that what he said today was like more than in the past year.

But looking at Liu Yezi's cloudy and clear face, I felt a little indescribable.

strangeness……

Liu Yezi is not worried that Cheng Xiuyang will expose her golden fingers for the time being, but she is just starting to worry that if Cheng Xiuyang can see it, is that no one else will see it?

Although now, no one can see it except Cheng Xiuyang.

distressed……

Liu Yezi wanted to find out Hei Wuchang and question him what he was doing. He was obviously a civil servant in the underworld, but he was still so unreliable.

Unfortunately, since Hei Wuchang came to her dreams, he has never been there again.

Cheng Xiuyang looked at Liu Yezi again, turned around and continued his unfinished painting.

Liu Yezi glanced at the colorful black, and naturally went to the bookshelf to find books about Guyu County and books similar to those about national commerce.

I didn't find any of these, so I found a book about customs and customs.

Liu Yezi casually found a bench to sit on it and looked at it.

The two seemed to have returned to the tacit understanding they had together as before.

When Zhang Xiaoyang came over, Cheng Xiuyang looked at Liu Yezi when he heard the footsteps, and Liu Yezi stuffed the book into Cheng Xiuyang's hand.

When Zhang Xiaoyang saw Cheng Xiuyang picking up the book in his hand, he said that the young master had indeed changed his previous habits for this Liuye.

He can't tell what it feels like

He always thought that the young master was the one closest to him...

But as a servant, there are still rules that should be there.

He was not stupid either. Judging from his wife's appearance, he knew that Liu Yezi would probably be his master in the future.

Zhang Xiaoyang respectfully took back the medicine bowl, looked at the bowl that had no medicine, and looked a little surprised when he looked at Liu Yezi.

This girl is so powerful that she can actually persuade the young master to take medicine.

"Do you want to have breakfast today?"

Zhang Xiaoyang asked Cheng Xiuyang.

Cheng Xiuyang nodded.

Zhang Xiaoyang went out and asked someone to deliver food.

Liu Yezi said curiously: "Don't look at the ants?"

Cheng Xiuyang: "It's gone."

The ants from the past moved away, so they no longer had the habit of watching ants all the time.

"Oh, I thought it would be very uncomfortable if you change your habits, but I didn't expect it to be quite indifferent."

Hearing Liu Yezi's words, Cheng Xiuyang's previous picture flashed through his mind and handed the book in his hand to Liu Yezi.

"read."

Willow leaves: "…"

It seems like I slap myself, I'm talking too much.

A familiar voice and chanting different words sounds very good.

Cheng Xiuyang sat quietly next to Liu Yezi. This time, he no longer looked at the door, but looked at Liu Yezi's side face.

Liu Yezi thought for a while, but Cheng Xiuyang was a little uncomfortable with her eyes. She could only turn her head and say, "Why are you staring at me? Can you continue to stare at the door?"

Cheng Xiuyang thought about it

"no."

Willow leaves: "???"

Hell, this autistic child has become sexually altered.

Hearing the sound of someone delivering food in, Liu Yezi could finally put the book back to Cheng Xiuyang.

Zhang Xiaoyang arranged the food and according to Cheng Xiuyang's habit, he first made a bowl of soup for Cheng Xiuyang.

"Young Master, drink it."

Zhang Xiaoyang used a spoon to feed Cheng Xiuyang to drink soup.

Cheng Xiuyang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't open his mouth.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Xiaoyang looked at the soup and the temperature was just right and it shouldn't be hot.

Liu Yezi sat aside and watched, it would be fine if she didn't have to serve her.

At this moment, Cheng Xiuyang looked at Liu Yezi.

"Hey me."

Zhang Xiaoyang's expression changed, and his hands almost didn't hold the spoon firmly.

Really... He is disliked by the young master?

Liu Yezi was resting well, but suddenly was named and said angrily: "Did you think I am the maid you just call me? You obviously have someone to feed me, but I still choose it. I think it's so beautiful, so I won't feed it."

Cheng Xiuyang frowned slightly at Liu Yezi's attitude.

Why is he so fierce? Didn’t he keep feeding him before? Why didn’t he refuse to come back after a few days?

A sour feeling appeared in his heart.

Thinking of what Liu Yezi said before leaving, Cheng Xiuyang suddenly reached out, took the bowl and spoon, and started drinking the soup by himself.
To be continued...