Chapter 1983: See also Chu Qianmo

In the orphanage when I was young, it was Baili's biggest dream to survive. X23US. COM update fastest

As he got older and got out of the orphanage, Bai Li felt that being able to live well was his biggest dream.

And now?

Baili doesn't know what his dream is now! Restore strength? But what about after recovery?

Baili finally looked at Lao Liu, and then said in a confused tone: "Lao Liu, what do you think my dream is?"

When 　　 said these words, Lao Liu laughed with a chuckle, Nima, you ask me about your dreams?

Baili also obviously knew that his words were useless, and in the end he could only giggle with Lao Liu.

I didn’t have a happy meal. Although the beef tasted good in this restaurant, to be honest, the environment was a bit too bad to be enjoyed at all.

It may be because of returning home, Lao Liu didn't control his drinking. In the end, he was drunk and had to help him back.

"Master is drunk again!" Zhao Youtian seems to have long been used to Lao Liu's habit of getting drunk when he goes out.

With the help of Zhao Youtian, Bai Li threw Lao Liu on the bed like a dead pig, and after pouring him a glass of warm water by the bed, he took Zhao Youtian and left the room.

"Does Lao Liu drink this all day?" Judging from Zhao Youtian's accustomed expression, Lao Liu should be a drunkard on weekdays. It's just that the old guy may have constrained because he was outside. .

"En en..." Zhao Youtian nodded blankly. He grew up with the old Liu. In Zhao Youtian's impression, the old Liu dare not say that he is drunk every day, but it is not at all that he is drunk for more than ten or twenty days a month. problem.

"The old guy doesn't have a wife or something?" Bai Li has always been curious, does Lao Liu really have no wife?

As for what the old Liu said that he was very dedicated, Bai Li directly chose to ignore it. The old guy almost saw his eyes when he saw Chu Qianmo last time. Would such an old guy be dedicated? Bai Li said that this should be regarded as special affection, then he is pure affection.

Zhao Youtian didn’t know what Bai Li was thinking. He shook his head when he heard Bai Li’s question. "Uncle Bai, as far as I can remember, Master doesn’t seem to have been in contact with a woman, but every time he drinks When I was drunk, I always called Alan Alan, but when I asked him, he never told me."

"Alan?" Bai Li was speechless for a while.

"Ah, I remember! It seems that many years ago, the master was drunk and called Alan while saying something he would definitely rescue Alan."

Zhao Youtian's words seem to describe a scene of a beating mandarin duck. Of course, looking at the bear like Lao Liu, you know that he can only be the one who was beaten.

A picture appeared in Bai Li's mind. Lao Liu fell in love with a childhood sweetheart, and then finally this little girl became the concubine of a wealthy man... In the end Lao Liu was beaten up. Then threw it out...that's probably it...

Too lazy to pay attention to the messy things of Lao Liu, Bai Li and Zhao Youtian nodded and went directly to the workshop.

At this time in the workshop, the mud embryos of the eight-armed demon **** I had made before were already half-dry. Seeing the half-dry mud embryos, I have to admit that this pottery is really a craft, and I fabricated it. The Eight-armed Demon God is no different from a mass of mud now, and there are all kinds of cracks on it.

It makes people wonder whether this mud embryo will be broken at any time. There is no doubt that if such mud embryos are sent into the furnace to be fired, the final result will only be some broken particles, and it is impossible to form.

Baili did not ask Lao Liu to teach himself pottery, because Baili knew that what he wanted to learn was not how to do pottery, but how to find his faith.

But belief is illusory, how can it be so easy to find?

Picking up a piece of clay in the jar, Bai Li once again began to fabricate the eight-armed demon on the workbench. The soft clay seemed to change any shape in Lao Liu's hands, but it became so in his own hands. Disobey management.

Needless to say, the final result. Baili once again wasted a piece of clay and made a failed product that was exactly the same as before. After this thing is dry, it should be broken into **** like the previous eight-armed demon. Right.

Bai Li reluctantly threw his scum work on the shelf, but when Bai Li was about to get up and go around, the door was pushed open.

A cold wind blew into the room from outside the door, and the carbon stove fire in the room flickered. Bai Li turned his head and looked towards the door, followed by a sudden stun on his face.

"Why are you here?" Bai Li looked at the figure standing at the door with a bewildered expression.

"Why? I can't come?" The figure at the door said, the voice like a jade made people hear it once and never forget it.

Chu Qianmo, it is the witch Chu Qianmo standing at the door at this moment.

But seeing Chu Qin Mo Baili was slightly moved at this time, Chu Qin Mo at this time did not have the seductiveness that she had before, she looked weak, and this could be seen from her pale little face.

"Punished by your Demon Emperor?" Seeing what Chu Qianmo looked like, Bai Li almost subconsciously thought that Chu Qianmo might have been punished by the Demon Emperor for failing to do something. As for the content of the punishment, Bai Li thought of it. I couldn't help being filthy...I wonder if it would be punishment?

"I'm going back!" Chu Qinmo ignored Bai Li's wretched gaze, but directly said such a sentence.

"No!" He waved towards Chu Qianmo, and Bai Li couldn't believe that the witch would tell the truth.

"Bai Li Don’t think I’m joking with you, you have to remember the things I’m going to tell you next! Because it may be about your life and death!" Chu Qianmo’s face was solemn color.

However, Baili looked lazily at the beauty in front of him. To be honest, Chu Qianmo is a perfect woman, but from the bottom of his heart, Baili thinks that such a woman would be liked by men but would not marry home, because Chu Qianmo is too seductive, and it's probably not much different from marrying such a woman home with wearing a green hat.

But there is no doubt that it is impossible for any normal man to be indifferent to Chu Qianmo.

Chu Qianmo's appearance and figure are definitely the rhythm of killing from eight to eight hundred years old. Even in his own heart, he fantasized about Chu Qianmo xxoo.

"When did the demons care about people so well? Or did you accidentally fall in love with me? It's about my life and death? As long as you demons don't come to me, I will definitely live happily..." Baili said The color of disdain.

But as soon as Baili's voice fell, Chu Qianmo spoke, and even Baili couldn't help but frowned...