MTL - Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?-Chapter 52 how do you look like this

"Fire at Fascist! Let all undemocratic systems die!"

Li Changtian sang in a loud and powerful voice, and many people in the flower pavilion who were drinking and having fun looked over in shock.

The expressions of the three girls gradually changed from shock to dullness.

After Li Changtian finished singing, while the girls were still stunned, he rushed out of the flower pavilion without daring to turn his head back.

Suddenly, someone from Hua Pavilion stood up abruptly and trotted out after Li Changtian.

When the girls saw Li Changtian running away, the smiles on their faces subsided, and a chill gradually appeared in their eyes.

"How is it? Did you feel anything on him?" The girl in red asked in a low voice, the girl in purple and blue.

Both shook their heads: "No, he is empty and has no objects."

"Hmph, I don't know what's going on, you dare to inquire about our workshop owner." The girl in purple pouted.

"I'm going to report to the pavilion master." The girl in red said, "Let the sisters pay attention recently."

"Okay, I got it." The girls in Ziyi and Tsingyi replied.

When Li Changtian rushed out of the Flower Pavilion, it happened that Yan Shu was also walking out of the Qinglu Pavilion, and the two met face to face on the street.

Li Changtian saw Yan Shu, his throat choked, and he almost cried unmoved.

He ran in a hurry, but before he could recover, he put one hand on Yan Shu's shoulder, bent over and gasped for several times.

He was so enthusiastic that he couldn't stand it. Sure enough, he still likes quietness and gentleness!

Yan Shu: "...how...how...you look like this?"

"Ah?" Li Changtian wondered.

What's wrong with him?

Li Changtian looked down, only to realize that the girls were pulling and pulling at him just now, hugging and hugging, making his clothes messy, and he was really...

Hmm, not very decent.

"I...I..." Li Changtian was thinking about how to explain when Yan Shu suddenly stretched out his hand and raised his chin.

Li Changtian: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Yan Shu raised Li Changtian's chin with one hand, grabbed his sleeve with the other, and wiped his face: "There is rouge."

Li Changtian: "Hey..."

Yan Shu's face was expressionless, his tone was flat, and every time Li Changtian wiped it, he said one word.

Wipe Li Changtian's cheek.

"turtle."

Wipe Li Changtian's earlobe.

"Wang Ba."

Wipe Li Changtian's neck.

"Egg."

Li Changtian: "…"

"No, listen to me!" Li Changtian grabbed Yan Shu's wrist and quickly explained, "I was in the flower pavilion just now to find out about the owner of the shop, and suddenly many girls gathered around..."

Li Changtian was suddenly stunned as he spoke. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said to Yan Shu, "I seem to have been targeted by people in the cabinet because I was inquiring about the owner of Jinsefang."

Yan Shu was slightly startled, but not surprised.

Jinsefang is famous all over the world, which also means that the tree is big and attracts the wind. There are many people who come and go, so Jinsefang must have self-protection methods that outsiders don't know.

Seeing that Yan Shu didn't speak, Li Changtian was a little flustered.

Yan Shu glanced at Li Changtian, and was about to speak, when suddenly a person came from behind the two, put one hand on Li Changtian's shoulder, and shouted, "This son!"

Li Changtian was startled and turned his head.

In front of him stood a young man dressed in a golden-purple python robe and brocade.

"Young Master, Young Master." The young man grabbed Li Changtian's hand and stared at Li Changtian with gleaming eyes, "The song that Young Master just sang really suits my heart. Are you free?"

Yan Shu: "…"

Li Changtian: "Huh?"

"It's not for nothing, let the son sing!" The young man took out a piece of golden gold from his arms and put it in Li Changtian's hand.

Li Changtian: "…"

Holy crap, you walk around with such a heavy gold in your arms.

Rich people's life is really boring.

"Young Master! Come back to the mansion with me!" the young man shouted.

"No, no, you..." Li Changtian returned the gold to the young man and waved his hands again and again.

"Don't!" The young man shouted with guts, "Don't reject me!!"

Speaking of which, he put the painting fan in his hand and the jade pendant on his waist into Li Changtian's arms: "This is for you! This, this, this, and this are all for you!! Young Master! Come to my mansion and sing to I'll listen!"

Yan Shu: "…"

"You misunderstood." Li Changtian hurriedly returned the things to the young man, "I am not from Jinsefang, and I am not a singer. You misunderstood. I don't want these things, I will return them to you."

After Li Changtian finished paying the things, Yan Shu reached out and grabbed Li Changtian, and said coldly, "Let's go, go back."

"Okay." Li Changtian was dragged and staggered, and quickly followed Yan Shu's footsteps.

"Master, wait, master!" The young man chased Li Changtian in a panic while holding a pile of gold and silver jewelry.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up, he threw the thing in his hand, and shouted piercingly as he trotted.

"Son!!"

"Hydrogen helium lithium beryllium boron!! Carbon nitrogen oxyfluorine neon!!"