Trafford’s Trading Club

The cheese began to look carefully at the iron whistle again.

Most of the time, the iron whistle looks immobile - of course, cheese won't see the iron whistle for much longer.

Cheese hasn't found a way to really communicate with the iron whistle - because the iron whistle doesn't talk.

However, he felt that the iron whistle might be able to hear him. Although, the meeting between him and the iron whistle was usually at night.

In the evening, when the cheese was busy at home, it would sneak out of time - and the cement pipe in the open space in front of the basement had become a secret base between him and the iron whistle.

“Tie Whistle, where exactly do you live? ”

“Iron whistle, where do you go during the day? Always hiding here? ”

“Iron whistle, where the hell are you from? Why are you acting so weird? Where's your family? ”

Cheese has a lot of problems.

In the last few days, he asked almost every question he could think of - of course, he didn't get any answers.

But amazingly, this unanswered questioning did not frustrate the cheese, but made him more curious about the iron whistle.

Where did it come from?

Why did you save him?

Seems like the sound of his whistle will feel... is that a coincidence?

“By the way, don't you eat?” The cheese suddenly asked the iron whistle.

Ever since he saw the Iron Sentinel swallow that rat demon in the basement of a supermarket warehouse a few days ago, he hasn't seen the Iron Sentinel eat anything.

Of course, perhaps during the day, during the time he was invisible, the iron whistle did not necessarily eat.

After an initial scare, the cheese found that it wasn't too scared of the day… probably because he was a monster himself.

Mouse demon cheese has an unexpected ability to accept the fact that it has been wet in the mouth of forgiveness since childhood to stain the weak meat of some monster worlds.

Or maybe he just subconsciously felt that the iron whistle wouldn't hurt him?

“Want to try this? ”

The cheese pulled a few pieces of meat jerky out of its pocket and tried to send it to the iron whistle.

I saw the iron whistle staring at the cheese, but there was no reaction... No, the iron whistle had a reaction, a reaction the cheese didn't know about.

The unusually flexible tail of the iron whistle was moving quietly on the ground at the moment… behind the cheese and lifted it up silently.

At the same time, at the end of this tail, suddenly something as elongated as a steel needle popped up… like a scorpion's tail!

This sharp little needle, just a little bit closer to the back neck of the cheese.

“Looks like you don't like eating these.” The cheese retrieved the truffles with some disappointment, then hand-packed them and measured the look of the iron whistle again carefully.

Close, close... close... this scorpion-like tail.

The iron whistle's curtains then blinked quickly and made a very clear sound, like a little stone hitting the cement road.

The cheese suddenly feels like something behind it, turning back unconsciously. As soon as he turned around, he saw a flower in front of him, only a thick, long thing suddenly black shadowed out, all the way outside the cement pipe!

The tail of an iron whistle can also be extended much faster than it looks! Turns out the iron whistle also has this ability, the cheese can't help but shout!

Immediately thereafter, the tail of the iron whistle retrieved from the outside.

I saw the end of its tail, and it was wrapped around a wildcat with dark hair all the time. The wildcat's body has become completely stiff, while the cheese finds that the iron whistle tail appears to have a little something stuck in the wildcat's body.

After catching a passing wildcat from the outside at an extremely fast pace, the iron whistle lowered its head and began to eat the wildcat.

“So you like these?”, as a rat demon, cheese that is not naturally attracted to cats just feels surprised at the moment - he has also eaten wildcat meat.

Of course, it's the kind of stray night cat who starved to death in the streets... Shu Yu has occasionally brought back such ‘delicious’ before, and the family is happy to eat.

“Ah, that's it. My mom's about to wake up. I have to go back.” The cheese looked at the time and quickly climbed out of the cement pipe, "Iron Whistle, I'll see you tomorrow! ”

The iron whistle seems to be deafening, just biting these fresh flesh one by one...

Maybe it's not enough.

……

……

For dinner, from 7: 00 pm to almost 9: 30 pm, Ren Ziling failed to intoxicate himself, but first lay on the table and made a shouting noise.

The Vice Editor-in-Chief didn't know that she was the only person on this table who was real and ordinary and thought she was the best alcoholic here.

“Actually, Ren also booked you a room here. ”

When Lo Qiumez looked after Ren Ziling with no expression, Pear quietly said something in his ear that Boss Lo thought was unreasonable but unexpected.

The young lady next door, Lu Yiyun, has probably heard Pear's words... and the girl's hearing is naturally better than the average person's.

As for eyesight, it would also be better than the average person… I felt Lochu's gaze, Lu Yiyun hastily pretended to look at the guests of this premium restaurant.

But soon she realized that there was nothing to see, so she couldn't help but smile... booked a room? The little girl probably knows why.

Her face was thinner and her ears became red.

“I remember college had access control, and I don't think you can go back to the dormitory at that point.” Rochu suddenly asked.

Lu Yiyun stunned and discovered a problem… this is indeed a problem. As a student from a small town downstairs, she naturally chose the school's regular dormitory.

“Ah, it's all my fault. When I'm happy, I forget the time!” Lu Yiyun asked somewhat eagerly: "Well... can I still make it back now? ”

“I don't think we'll make it.” Rochu shook his head and said softly: “Anyway, I've booked a room and you can stay here tonight. ”

Lu Yiyun opened his mouth and subconsciously said: "But this is not for Sister Ren..."

After all, the little girl's face was a little thinner, and she couldn't say it was the kind of words used to open the house.

But having been a club owner for some time now, Rochu has had enough style to deal with these things.

“It's okay, just think of it as a drunken reward for calling people over.” Rochu whispered softly, "Don't take any psychological burdens, stay one night without anything. ”

“Well... well. ”

After all, the little girl couldn't help but follow the words of this mysterious young man and is willing to try to accept the mysterious young man's advice.

The little girl thinks it's a wonderful trust.

Because for so many years, he was the only one who would go near her grandfather, who no longer remembered anything, and the only one who could sit quietly... sitting next to him, watching the sea, drawing with him.

And the only one who sent her a blue star.

These are things she should remember for the rest of her life.

……

When the little girl and Rochu were about to split up in the elevator, Lu Yiyun suddenly grabbed a corner of his dress and bit his teeth, shouting from the elevator door that was about to close: “Next time, next time... on a cold vacation, if you come to the beach again, I will entertain you well and well! ”

She looked at the door of the approaching elevator with disquiet, at Lochu inside... watching him smile and nod at her, watching the door finally close.

The little girl leaned back against the wall next to her and gently covered her chest.

The heart beats so fast here!