Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 172 Heating up, curiosity

At the end of the Shen period, the finale of "Fox Tail Falling" reached its climax and the theater was about to close.

In the private room, the Xiangfei bamboo curtain was half rolled up. Mu Nanzhi was lying on the carved railing, tapping the railing with her fingertips following the lyrics of the song, humming softly in her mind. The pearls hanging from her temples cast a tiny halo of light in the dim light.

Not far behind her, Russell was leaning on the couch, the glaze of the teacup in his hand reflecting the lights on the stage.

Mu Nanzhi was watching the show, and he was watching her.

After a while, the sleeves of the actress playing the fox demon on the stage finally spun into a full moon, and the sound of the pipa stopped abruptly like pearls falling on a jade plate, and the play ended.

Cheers from downstairs came like a tide. Mu Nanzhi let out a light breath, returned to the room and couldn't help but raise her arms and stretch. Her flowing waistline was faintly visible under the gauze dress, revealing her beautiful figure.

Russell rubbed his eyebrows slightly tiredly.

I secretly said that it was finally over.

Having experienced the bombardment of all kinds of information in the era of big data, he really has no interest in opera.

The actors were singing on the stage, and Mu Nanzhi was mesmerized by them. When she was excited, she clapped her hands from time to time and took out gold, silver and jade from her bag and threw them onto the stage as rewards. Russell just thought it was noisy, and he didn't want to refute Mu Nanzhi's interest, so he had to force himself to listen until now.

Fortunately, the flower goddess did not change her appearance, so Russell could still appreciate her flawless beauty despite his loneliness, which was a different kind of comfort.

"It's so refreshing." Mu Nanzhi returned to his seat, picked up the tea in the cup and drank it down in one gulp.

She was born into the Mu family in Jiangnan, and had received the full support of her family's resources since she was young. Not only was she well-educated and well-mannered, she was also particularly good at things that were sought after by literati and poets, such as opera, calligraphy and painting.

From time to time, when the plot was dull, she would hum a few lines.

Both the melody and the sound were a rare relaxation for Russell.

"It's been a long time since I saw such a high-quality opera troupe in the capital." Mu Nanzhi continued to speak happily, with a gleam in her eyes, and it can be seen that her mood is as high-spirited and cheerful as she said.

"I don't think they sing as well as you." Russell stroked the hair on Bai Ji's back and said with a smile.

The little fox couldn't understand human opera, so it curled up on the couch and fell asleep early. Russell was bored, so he held it in his arms to ease the boring atmosphere.

"I'm going to take it seriously if you say that." Mu Nanzhi clapped her hands at her waist. It was obvious that she was very pleased with Russell's flattery. She tried humming a few lines herself and found it really good. She immediately said proudly, "You have good taste."

"It's a pity that I don't have the honor of having Mr. Mu sing a song in person, otherwise my life would be perfect." Russell continued to joke seriously.

His original intention was just to tease and have fun, but the speaker had no intention, but the listener took it seriously. Mu Nanzhi pursed his lips slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then said seriously: "If you like it, wait for me to prepare it. I will set up a stage in the mansion in a few days and sing for you."

Oh?
Luo Su raised his eyes in surprise, and met Mu Nanzhi's shy and charming peach blossom eyes. As his thoughts turned, he more or less understood what Mu Nanzhi meant. He replied in a half-serious and half-relaxed tone, "Okay, then I'll wait."

"Yeah." Mu Nanzhi responded softly.

From Mu Nanzhi's perspective, she was lifted up from the bottomless quagmire by Russell.

She can live freely and recklessly now because Russell is behind her and supports her.

And unlike everyone else, Russell had never been attracted to her because of her spiritual essence. He was simply attracted by her beauty. This made her feel a little relieved but also complacent.

It's not superficial that men are attracted to women's beauty.

Especially for a woman like Mu Nanzhi who is extremely confident in her appearance.

The two of them just stared at each other, and pink bubbles seemed to rise in the air.

"You... why are you looking at me like that?" Mu Nanzhi stuttered. Russell smirked and raised his hand to lift Mu Nanzhi's chin: "Girl, smile for me."

"No way." Mu Nanzhi bit her lip with all her might, trying not to laugh. "Never mind, I'll give you a smile." Russell didn't care and immediately made a funny face.

With a puff, Mu Nanzhi couldn't help but covered her mouth and laughed out loud.

With this smile and harmony, the atmosphere transitioned smoothly back to normal.

"Let's go." Russell pulled Mu Nanzhi's hand and held it in his palm. Mu Nanzhi struggled symbolically for a while, but without caring whether it was effective or not, she stopped resisting and let Russell lead her out of the theater gate.

"I heard that Fengyanglou has a good reputation. Do you want to try it?" Russell suggested.

"Great! The braised noodles and stir-fried chicken hearts there are very much to my taste. You can go and try them too." Hearing the three words Fengyang Tower, Mu Nanzhi seemed to be opened up. Having spent half his life in Beijing, he knew much more about the location and flavors of popular restaurants in Beijing than Russell, a country bumpkin.

"Um...Auntie, is the show over?"

Just as the two were discussing what main course to eat tonight, Bai Ji turned over in Mu Nanzhi's arms, rubbed her eyes, and asked in a sleepy voice.

"Little thing, all you do is eat and sleep." Mu Nanzhi poked the little fox's head unhappily and said lovingly, "Get ready, we'll have dinner later."

"Great!"

……

Three quarters of a hour.

A ray of clear light passed through the sky above the capital and landed on the Bagua Platform of the Sitianjian.

"You arrived at the Sitianjian three quarters of an hour ago. Why did you wait so long before coming up?" The director sat behind the desk with his back to the crowd, overlooking the capital. He did not turn around after Russell arrived, but raised his questions in a very pretentious manner.

"Because I think the atmosphere is better at 12:30 PM." Russell pushed the non-existent glasses on his nose and said coolly.

"..." After a brief silence, the Supervisor's tone fluctuated slightly: "Did Yang Qianhuan come to see you?"

"Force King? I haven't seen him recently. What's the problem?" Russell asked in confusion.

Hearing this, the warden let out a long breath, turned around, grabbed the wine glass on the table, and took a sip: "Nothing."

"Oh." Russell responded and then there was no movement.

"Aren't you curious why I called you here?" The supervisor frowned, very dissatisfied with Russell's reaction.

"Not curious." Russell shook his head, sat cross-legged and began to condense the star depths.

The Zhaixing Tower is the most magnificent building in the capital, and the Bagua Terrace is the highest floor of the Zhaixing Tower. It is also the location of the formation that makes the end of the world seem so close. It can be said that this is the place in the entire Dafeng world that is closest to the starry sky.

He can achieve twice the result with half the effort by practicing here.

Seeing Russell's unconcerned behavior, the Supervisor tightened his grip on the cup. "Aren't you curious about why things have gotten so bad between Master Xu Pingfeng and me?"

"Not curious." Russell closed his eyes, as calm as ever.

"No, you have to be curious." The supervisor's tone became dangerous.

"Well, I'm curious, please help me solve this puzzle..." Russell immediately moved from his seat to sit upright next to the supervisor.

"Very good." The Supervisor nodded in satisfaction. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Russell mutter to himself, "You can't become a master-killing traitor just because you've advanced from the second rank to the first rank in the Warlock system. That would be ridiculous."

Supervisor: ...

(End of this chapter)