If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Chapter 421: The little mute trapped in the copy is kept in captivity (8)

Song Chuyi raised his hand and silently covered Si Song's mouth.

But Si Song was used to him covering his mouth. Anyway, he could speak even if he covered his mouth, and he could still stick to little Ah Chu, so he naturally wouldn't struggle.

Si Song looked at Song Chuyi with a smile in his eyes and poked his cheek with his fingertips.

"You can't go out during bedtime, understand?"

Song Chuyi nodded obediently, thought for a while, and then shook his head.

Si Song raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I understand what the nod means, but what does the shake of the head mean?"

"Don't want to sleep?"

Song Chuyi's eyes lit up, he stretched out two fingers and shook them.

Si Song frowned, "You mean you don't want the second word, that means not sleeping?"

Song Chuyi's eyes brightened even more.

Although he cannot speak in this world, the villain unexpectedly understands what he is thinking.

He nodded heavily.

That's right, he doesn't sleep.

He doesn't need sleep either.

Si Song rubbed his hair and said, "It's impossible not to sleep."

"We all need to sleep."

"Since you're in my room anyway, why don't you sleep with me?"

Without waiting for Song Chuyi's answer, Si Song said to himself:

"I saw little Achu blink his eyes, so he must have agreed."

Si Song picked him up directly, walked to the bed, put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt thoughtfully.

"Go to sleep."

Song Chuyi tucked his hands into the quilt, leaving only his eyes exposed to look at Si Song.

His clear and clear eyes looked straight at Sisong, causing Sisong to raise his hands to cover his eyes.

"Little Achu, it's better not to look at me like that."

Song Chuyi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The long eyelashes brushed across Si Song's palm, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

Si Song's throat moved slightly, and it seemed that even his voice became a little hoarse at this moment.

"Don't look at me like that."

He repeated it in a low voice.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and the sharp voice of the register sounded at the door.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

The voice was much sharper than last night and sounded very angry.

Si Song fell asleep last night and didn't hear the knock on the door, but he heard it clearly today.

He crossed his arms over his chest and looked towards the door.

"Little Achu asked me if I should open the door?"

He didn't look back at Song Chuyi, he just asked this question.

Song Chuyi naturally couldn't give him an answer.

Si Song curled the corners of his mouth slightly and walked towards the door with his long legs.

On the bed, Song Chuyi silently pulled up the quilt.

He smacked his lips, feeling as if his mouth was idle and wanted to eat some melon seeds.

Si Song opened the door, and the register made a ferocious sound.

"Lost in love! Lost in love!"

"Why did you fall out of love?"

The voice didn't sound like asking, but more like shouting.

Si Song crossed his arms over his chest and looked up and down the register.

He scoffed when he saw the stick underneath it.

"You have no legs and you use wooden sticks to replace them?"

"If there are no footsteps, don't pretend to be anything like it."

"You knocked a little too loudly. It's so late, don't you know we all need to go to bed?"

"I see your register only has a few pages. My situation is not recorded in it?"

"Read it out and listen to it?"

The register seemed to have never met such a talkative man and was stunned for a moment.

It silently turned a page, and sure enough, Si Song's information was written on it.

[Si Song: Jobless vagrant, the reason for his lovelorn is unknown. 】

Song Chuyi quietly stood up and walked towards the door.

The register seemed to see him, shaking up and down violently, and screamed:

"Live together! Live together!"

"Not allowed!"

"Not allowed!"

With this sharp cry, the register suddenly attacked Si Song.

Si Song dodged quickly, holding the prop in his hand, with a cold look in his eyes.

The register seemed to realize that it could not defeat Si Song, so it suddenly changed its direction and attacked Song Chuyi.

Song Chuyi blinked slightly and raised his hand to grab the register.

Register:? ? ?

Song Chuyi tapped the register.

The register hesitated and fell silent.

Si Song raised his eyebrows slightly, "Little Achu is so awesome."

"Even the monster that is the register can be restrained."

You must know that even Loulan Demon was hurt by this register. He didn't expect that this register would be so obedient in the hands of little Achu.

Song Chu looked at Si Song, then at the register, and tilted his head.

This register is... a little strange.

He somehow felt that the register had a guilty feeling about him.

But how could a monster in a dungeon feel guilty about an NPC?

Song Chuyi opened the registration book and found his information.

[Song Chuyi: Orphan, mute, moved into the Lovelorn Apartment a year ago. He can cook and make sweets but is afraid of society and has never met him. 】

Song Chuyi caught the word "him".

Who is he?

Why is this sentence specifically written on this register?

Seeing the puzzled look on his face, Si Song leaned over to take a look and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It turns out that my little Ah Chu is still afraid of society."

"Then why are you not afraid of me?"

"Is it because you are happy..."

He paused and didn't say the word "like".

He hadn't thought of violating the ultimate rule of this Broken Hearts Apartment, but little Achu was so smart that he would definitely understand what he meant.

"I feel the same way about little Ah Chu."

Song Chuyi:...

If possible, he hoped that the props in this dungeon would contain mute medicine.

Song Chuyi turned over another page in the register, and the information of the other three players was also written on it.

The Register rates them all differently, but they have one thing in common.

They are all "vagrants".

What is even more strange is that there is no information about Shang Ning in this register.

Song Chuyi looked at Si Song, wanting to see what he thought.

But when Si Song saw that he was looking at him, he curled the corners of his mouth and ruffled his hair with his big hands.

"Does Xiao Achu want to sleep?"

He took the register, threw it out the door, and closed the door with a bang.

"Okay, no one is bothering us now."

Song Chuyi's mouth twitched.

He moved his ears and listened to the noise outside.

But it was very quiet outside, and there was no screaming after the registration book was thrown out.

Si Song pinched his cheek.

"What is Xiao Achu thinking about?"

"Are you thinking about what to eat tomorrow morning?"

"Don't worry, just have a good sleep and you'll have a hot breakfast when you open your eyes tomorrow morning."

Song Chuyi shook his head.

Si Song pretended to be surprised and his ears seemed a little red.

"Is little Achu thinking of me?"

He picked the person up.

"That's really embarrassing."

"Little Achu is so straightforward, I will become a big bad guy."

Song Chuyi couldn't help it anymore and poked the little white dumpling in the sea of ​​consciousness.

[Xiao Tong, do you have any medicine for muteness? Let’s poison Si Song to mute him first. 】

Xiaotong: [Host, no. 】

Song Chuyi just said it casually, and of course he didn't expect Xiao Tong to come up with any dumb medicine.

He looked at Si Song, turned his head away and pretended he knew nothing.

But Si Song thought he was so cute. If this wasn't a lovelorn apartment, he really wanted to kiss him.