Lynch mustered up the courage to go to the tailor shop the next day and found that the young man in the tailor shop had run away and didn't take anything else, just missing someone.

Lynch thought about it briefly and understood the consequences. He gently held his hand on the table, stopping the dizziness above his head, and he didn't know what he would face.

In this world, a small thing often leads to the original stable life trajectory all the way, but you have no choice.

Since he didn't know what would happen, Lynch didn't think about him. He could only do this. Since he came, he would be at peace and he would fall into the wind.

There were still clothes to be made in the shop, and Lynch suddenly lost the help of the guy. He was busy and fulfilled himself, and soon put this matter behind his mind.

Lynch likes to make clothes. One is that the process is interesting, and the other is that when making clothes, they will think about who they are for. Different people have different temperaments and habits, and they have to make clothes differently, which is a test of the tailor's ability.

, it is also a test of one's ability.

Until he was hungry, Lynch looked at the clock and realized that it was already lunch time.

There is a pretty good noodle restaurant nearby, with the whistle noodles that are amazingly fragrant.

Lynch changed into a navy robe when he was out and went out calmly to enjoy a bowl of fresh, spicy whistle noodles.

There are not many people in the noodle restaurant, and the people from the relief club on the street are driving to send tickets, and each ticket is exchanged for a bag of rice. I don’t know how many people flock to pick up the tickets and it is said that there are so many people.

Lynch was not interested in the relief club's rice husks, and was even less interested in the "Jesus" atonement" on their bills. He focused on eating his own bowl of whistle noodles. He also ordered a plate of candy and garlic, and it was spicy.

Once sweet, it tastes delicious.

After eating a bowl of noodles, Lynch walked on the empty street, strolling in vain, and it was almost the same when he walked back to the tailor shop.

There were many papers with slogans printed on the ground. Lynch looked down at the contents on the paper. He bent down and didn't pick them up. If anyone followed his sight, he would look at them a few more. If someone tilted his head, he would not go.

I tried to look at him, and I could read the content on the paper back and forth.

It is a letter of persuasion to surrender.

The person who wrote this book of persuading surrender was very literary and elegant, with every word being aware of the disadvantages of resistance and bluntly stated that only by letting the Dayang Empire take over the country is the most civilized and most in line with the development of the world. Please do a good job in all the citizens.

Welcome the preparations of the Yellow Army of the Dayang Empire.

Lynch's eyes flew over the layers of paper, and the sky was still flying. The planes flew past under the blue sky, and clusters of flying down like a flock of doves.

A pair of high heels stepped on the paper. Lynch raised his eyes and saw a graceful beauty, with a vermilion cheongsam, snow-white fur, and a slender neck with gold-inlaid jade. She had a bright face and her eyes were clearly black and white. She said, "Lin."

master?"

"Hello." Lynch calmed down and said politely.

"Hello, I'm Xia Qiduo, I want to come to make you a dress."

Lynch was surprised.

He has heard of Xia Qiduo's name.

He made clothes for many wives, and wives often mentioned the name "Xiaqiduo", and the suffixes were also filled with words such as vixen, bitch, etc.

In the tailor shop, Xia Qiduo carefully observed the ready-to-wear clothes in the shop, nodded while looking, and said to Lynch: "It looks great."

Xia Qiduo's speech is simple, clear and straightforward, without any soft words deliberately making tone. Her makeup is rich and her temperament is more elegant, which gives her a strange charm.

"Thank you." For the first time, Lynch saw this rumored socialite, and tried his best to restrain his curious gaze so that he could seem less rude.

Xia Qiduo said: "Some people say you are good at making clothes."

Lynch said: "I dare not say that I have learned from my master very well, just to do my best."

Xia Qiduo smiled. When she smiled, her lips were a little tilted to the right, frivolous and evil, but her eyes were clear, "There are not many craftsmen who can do their best."

Xia Qiduo wanted to customize a cheongsam, saying that she would soon. Lynch told her that his cheongsam was made by day, and Xia Qiduo would have to line up until next year as soon as possible.

Xia Qiduo shook his head, and his meticulously slid a strand from his temples, landed on her flawless cheeks, and said quietly: "Why are you so stupid? I'll help you, don't you understand?"

Lynch was stunned.

Where does this start?

Xia Qiduo saw that he looked completely unaware of it, and smiled and shook his head, "If you want to get rid of the difficult things you have on your body as soon as possible, just listen to me."

Lynch reacted, and Xia Qiduo was referring to the troubles of "plagiarism" on him.

Lynch hurriedly said, "Who invited you?"

Xia Qiduo smiled mysteriously, turned around and waved his hand, "Come to find me at 9 am tomorrow at 17 Tangdi Garden."

Lynch was quite confused. Someone was helping him. As for that person... could it be Yu Tanqiu?

It was almost evening, and the endless pieces of paper in the sky finally stopped. Lynch went out to pick up the paper on the ground around the shop. After picking up a few pieces, a dark car drove from afar. Lynch rolled up his hand.

The ball of paper stood in place, the dark car parked in front of Lynch, and many pieces of paper were rolled into the wheels.

The person who jumped out of the car was the person in the police station. The person in charge was the person who had informed Lynch that he had committed a crime. At this moment, he was smiling, and even with a little pleasing meaning, holding a beautiful fruit in his hand.

Basketball, "Master Lin, a misunderstanding made you frightened."

Lynch was inexplicably threatened by the police station, and inexplicably received an apology from the police station. The car drove away, leaving only Lynch holding the fruit basket in his hand with a confused look on his face.

When I went to pick up Yu Tanqiu, Lynch didn't get anyone. A smart boy who was stronger than Yu Tanqiu said to him: "Brother Yu said that you would go back by yourself, and he would come back soon."

"Brother Yu?" Lynch said in shock.

The smart boy didn't think anything was wrong with calling Yu Tanqiu Brother Yu, and said indifferently: "Uncle Lin, why don't I send you there?"

Lynch ran away in horror.

When he got home, Lynch put down the fruit basket and fell into deep thought. One of the fruit baskets was the one that was done by two people. One of them must have been made by Yu Tanqiu, so... which one would be...

Where? Lynch glanced at the fruit basket in embarrassment.

Before Lynn thought about it for too long, Yu Tanqiu came back. He was wearing a school uniform, tall, shaking, and his face was always gloomy. In short, he couldn't tell anything special.

Lynch immediately stood up and said, "Tanqiu, you are back."

Yu Tanqiu was the first to see the exquisite fruit basket on the table. In this weather, there was a huge watermelon in the fruit basket, which looked very eye-catching. He said, "Who gave it to me?"

Lynch turned his hand and said that the police station came to apologize in the evening.

Yu Tanqiu didn't say anything, put one hand in his pocket of his school uniform and trousers, walked to Lynch proudly with a cold face. He wanted to smile proudly, but was afraid that Lynch would be afraid that he had such great power, so he just

He held his strength silently and stretched out his other hand to pick up the fruit basket.

The fruit basket was beyond his expectations. He picked it up with one hand, his palms were shaking, his face was a little red, and he said briefly: "Justice is in the heart of the people." He put down the fruit basket, hid Lehong's palm behind his back, shaking and swinging it

After leaving, he scolded himself fiercely in his heart - waste! No strength!

Fortunately, although he has not yet had the strong body of adulthood, he has already had the sinister and cunning mind of middle age. As a student, he can quickly gain the trust of the police chief, which is a talent for him.

It's also an instinct.

Taking advantage of the situation and doing things is not in line with Yu Tanqiu's aesthetics, but there is no way to go. He is still too young - even a fruit basket filled with a big watermelon is difficult to carry!

Yu Tanqiu hit a sandbag in a "slap" and found that he seemed to be a little stronger than before. He went to revenge with satisfaction and ran to the kitchen to cut the big watermelon.

The watermelon is very sandy and not very sweet, and it has a ripe and rotten feeling, so Yu Tanqiu threw it away directly.

In an exquisite fruit basket, only two big pears were selected and selected. Yu Tanqiu peeled the skin, and the pear meat was crystal clear, exuding a faint fruity fragrance. Yu Tanqiu gently sucked the pear juice, which was very sweet.

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Lynch was tinkering with supper in the kitchen, and the stir-frying was sweating profusely. Suddenly, the mouth of his mouth became cold. Lynch turned his head, but Yu Tanqiu had a tense face and rubbed the snow-white pear against his mouth.

Lynch's mouth was about to be stuck by pears, so he opened his mouth and took a light bite, "It's quite sweet."

Yu Tanqiu took back his hand, and without hesitation, he took a big bite at the place where Lynch bites, and said carelessly: "It's okay."

Lynch's eyes were fixed on Yu Tanqiu's lips.

The pear skin is thin and the water is abundant, and the juice is abundant, which makes Yu Tanqiu's mouth shiny.

Yu Tanqiu chewed expressionlessly, and suddenly pasted the pear in his hand to Lynch's mouth.

Lynch didn't move, Yu Tanqiu rubbed Lynch's mouth with a pear, looking natural, "Eat."

Lynch's mouth moved slightly and hesitatedly bit.

Yu Tanqiu took back his hand and chewed it himself, with no embarrassment or other emotions in his expression. He shouted as Lynch's gaze: "The food is so messy."

Lynch hurriedly went to cook again.

Yu Tanqiu curled a vulgar and dreamy smile on the corner of his mouth. He chewed the tender pear meat a few times, and handed the pear he had gnawed to his mouth with love. Lynch took a small bite again.

Yu Tanqiu knew that Lynch would not refuse, and Lynch would not say the word "rejection" at all.

He had already put firewood under the water, so he waited to cook it warm before cooking it. What would it look like when the pale Lynch cooked? Yu Tanqiu looked at the shrimp meat that turned from white to meat in the pot, the mysterious

Smiled unpredictably.

Yu Tanqiu's good mood collapsed during the meal.

Lynch saw that the exquisite fruit basket was disintegrated by Yu Tanqiu, and he was not sympathetic and could not tell whether this was Yu Tanqiu's victory fruit. So he used the topic to test Yu Tanqiu and mentioned Xia Qiduo a little.

I only said that Xia Qiduo came to him to make clothes because Xia Qiduo's beauty was really shocking. When Lynch talked about it, he subconsciously praised her.

"She is very beautiful?" Yu Tanqiu said with his bowl and chopsticks in his eyes.

Lynch blushed, "It's outstanding."

Yu Tanqiu sneered, "Do you miss a woman?"

Lynch's blushing on his face faded a little, he opened his mouth and closed his mouth, and opened his lips lightly, "That's not what he meant."

Yu Tanqiu knew that he was getting angry again, so he wanted to control himself, but it was difficult. He also knew that his dog could not change his shit, and he was also very upset and bored.

"Oh," Yu Tanqiu remedyed dryly, "I don't mean that either."

Lynch had no intention of placing him with food, so he picked up the vegetables and smiled at him, "Eat the vegetables."

Yu Tanqiu also picked up a dish for Lynch—a big chicken claw, “You eat it too.”

Lynch likes to eat chicken claws and duck necks. Yu Tanqiu often sees him secretly go to the braised food store to buy these things.

Lynch was indeed very happy to grab the big chicken's claws with his pale hands, "Thank you."
Chapter completed!