Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

133 Extra: Cheng Chi if line (End)

Chapter 133 Extra: Cheng Chi if line (End)

The next morning.

Xue Yu opened the door and walked out, wanting to go outside the alley to bask in the sun. Last night, Cheng Chi put two layers of cushions on the bed where he slept, and his bones were soft when he slept.

Most of the people living here have never seen the world, and few people have seen him. He only needs to wear a hat and be careful, and not go to crowded places like the docks, so he won't be afraid of being discovered.

"Don't be lazy at the back, there are still several boxes of things to move, and the sun will soon be shining, so hurry up while it's cloudy!"

"Hurry up!"

There are several families living in an alley, and there is an unoccupied house in the front, and the door is open at this moment. Several workers in sticky shorts are carrying things in and out, and the leader stands behind them to take a break. It's okay to take a break, but he also has to shout at the top of his voice, which makes people restless.

Xue Yu frowned, and only kept his eyes on them for two seconds, then turned around to take another route.

But the moment he turned around, he saw something again.

Among the workers, there was a tall and graceful man standing aside with a calm face.

The man's appearance was just the right combination of strength and gentleness, gentle yet strong. When he stood there, the demeanor of a scholar was vividly displayed, and the lines of his shoulders, waist and muscles were all not inferior to those of the workers who worked day and night.

Clothes make the man, and his clothes and unusual conversation made the group of workers think that he was a big shot at first glance. Their attitude was flattering, and they kept using the honorific "Mr. Song".

And Mr. Song, who had been serious from beginning to end, seemed to have sensed something at this moment, and looked over with his eyelids, and he saw Xue Yu at first sight.

Who else could it be but Song Raoxun?

Xue Yu's expression was completely frozen on his face.

It was Song Raoxun's business that he took ten seconds to digest that pile of luggage.

His lips were dry, and he didn't know what to say. He thought he would just pretend he didn't see it, but just as he was about to leave, a voice behind him stopped him: "Come here."

Xue Yu turned around and left.

The man's face changed slightly, and he caught up with him after two or three steps through the workers. He grabbed his wrist and whispered: "You should have heard about the Song family's affairs. Your situation is so unsafe, why don't you come to me?"

Xue Yu asked him back: "Why didn't you deal with your affairs in Pujiang first? What are you doing here? And what about the pile of luggage?"

In Pujiang, the most self-aware person is the young master of the Pei family. Xue Yu has nothing to say about this rumor. He really knew that he couldn't beat Song Raoxun's strength before. Every time Song Raoxun caught him, he responded with self-abandonment and didn't struggle.

But this time was different.

Xue Yu saw that several workers looked at him in surprise, their eyes rolling, trying to peek at his face under the hat. He had no choice but to stand next to Song Raoxun and let him block him.

Song Raoxun lowered his eyelids and said without regret: "Things can be postponed. I'll move all my things here first."

Xue Yu was still twisting his wrist secretly to argue, but when he heard this, he immediately raised his head and said, "...What do you mean, say it again."