Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Chapter 158 Shen Gangjing Xiujin

After Taoist Master Xuanxu put everything back into place, Su Qiao thought about it and spoke again: "Master, I want to ask you something."

"What?"

She originally wanted to ask Xuan Xuzi if he knew she was not the daughter of the Su family, but facing the clear and sometimes stupid face of her master, Su Qiao finally gave up.

"Forget it, go back to sleep."

As for Taoist Master Xuanxu, a talkative person who couldn't hide things, if he knew that she was not the daughter of the Su family, he would definitely have let it slip a long time ago.

After Taoist Master Xuanxu left, Su Qiao's eyes fell on the little hedgehog at his feet.

Yan Ming had just swallowed three pieces of snacks, and his cheeks were bulging.

"What are you looking at? You've never seen me eating before!" It rolled its eyes at Su Qiao, turned around and was about to leave, but was picked up by Su Qiao.

"Have you known me before?" Su Qiao stared at it and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Who am I?"

Yan Ming waved his four claws in the air: "Aren't you Su Qiao, a stinky woman that I will throw away after using her!"

"What have I used you for?" Su Qiao felt confused.

Thinking of the past, Yan Ming's eyes changed, showing hurt emotions. It struggled to break away from Su Qiao's hand and shrank into a sea urchin.

Su Qiao kicked it with her toes, and it moved a few inches to the side as if it was a tantrum.

"Don't touch me, I don't want to talk to you!"

Su Qiao is a little funny.

Anyway, now that there is a blood contract between them, Yan Ming has no lethality to her and cannot escape.

Su Qiao didn't bother to care about it.

She got up and went directly to the bathroom to take a bath. Although she couldn't feel the temperature, soaking in the water made her feel comfortable and her mind became clearer.

Su Qiao closed her eyes and remembered what Yan Ming said when he first met her in the basement.

'Seven emotions are gone, Su Qiao... you have forgotten... you have forgotten everything...'

What on earth...had she forgotten?

Obviously, from childhood to adulthood, all memories are clear...

What does she have to forget?

'Wow--'

Su Qiao got out of the bathtub, put on her pajamas, walked out of the bathroom, and turned on the computer.

She logged into the metaphysics forum again and changed her ID.

[Kowtow before seeing me]: Let me ask you, if all the seven emotions are gone, how can you get them back? Does any Taoist friend know, please give me some advice!

She sent the post and didn't expect anyone to reply now, so Su Qiao closed the computer.

Guessing that it was almost time and Shen Xiujin should be back, Su Qiao went downstairs to prepare for midnight snack.

The other side of the night.

In a certain room in the Xuanzong League, a supercomputer with eight display screens was working.

In front of the host, a young disciple wearing a Taoist robe with thick dark circles under his eyes suddenly shouted.

"Go tell Master Yan quickly! The person named [Kowtow before you see me] has posted on the forum again! The location has been tracked!"

……

'scold--'

The black car parked next to the fountain in front of the main building.

The sound of gurgling water drowned out the sound of parking. Shen Xiujin was sitting in the driver's seat, one hand resting outside the window, with cold white wrist bones and long jade-like fingers, holding a half-smoked cigarette.

He was sitting in the car, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, he could see the lights on inside and the back figure of the man working in the kitchen.

That was the light that was on for him, and that was the person waiting for him to go home.

Just wait for him.

Shen Xiujin raised her head, leaned on the back of the chair, closed her eyes, and suddenly smiled, feeling indescribably lonely.

After burning out a cigarette, Shen Xiujin opened the door and got out of the car. Her clothes were flying in the night wind, like a knife in the dark, cutting through the moonlight sharply, leaving a shadow.

Su Qiao turned around while holding the steaming noodle soup, and not surprisingly saw Shen Xiujin's slender figure leaning against the kitchen door.

"Mr. Shen, you came back just in time. I just cooked a midnight snack and added meat and the only two eggs left in the refrigerator for you."

She always smiles when she sees him.

It seemed like she was happy when she saw him.

Shen Xiujin watched her put the noodles on the table. He was one step behind, and Su Qiao pulled out the chair for him first.

Considerate to the point of being attentive.

"Su Qiao."

"Ok?"

Shen Xiujin suddenly asked like a spirit possessed: "What if I don't come back at the right time?"

"No." Su Qiao said with a smile without even thinking, "I'll wait for you here. It will be the right time for you to come back."

These nice and beautiful words were woven into a web, locking him in this gentle land of unknown purpose unintentionally.

Shen Xiujin lowered her eyes, picked up the chopsticks, and took a bite of noodles.

The taste is very ordinary.

He ate one bite after another, with no emotion on his face that could be described as beautiful.

"Does it taste bad?" Su Qiao knew her cooking skills well. She leaned her head closer and said, "If you can't eat it, why don't you ask the cook to make something else for you?"

Shen Xiujin raised his eyes to look at her. His gaze was so deep that he could hide everything, but there was nothing.

"I used to compete with wild dogs for food, what can't I eat?"

He said this very calmly.

Su Qiao felt that annoying restlessness coming back again.