Cannon Fodder Counterattack: BOSS, you follow me

Chapter 214
Yun Yuning walked to Qingyuan's side, exhaled softly, tried not to look at Lan Ling, and asked humbly:
"Master Qingyuan, I don't know how this little fox got here?"

Qingyuan clasped his hands together and saluted: "Amitabha, everything is due to fate."

Lan Ling was awakened by the conversation between the two of them, raised her eyelids slightly, slipped from Qingyuan's neck into his arms, and stretched comfortably in front of Yun Yuning.

"Aww~" Little monk, I'm hungry!Lan Ling tilted her head and rubbed against his hand, looking at him pitifully with her big wet eyes, which almost melted his heart.

Qingyuan said apologetically: "Benefactor, I still have things to deal with, the remaining brothers will come to entertain the benefactor, and the monk will take a step first."

After finishing speaking, he arched his body slightly and walked out of the hall.

Yun Yuning's expression changed slightly, but she still suppressed her anger, gritted her teeth and said with a smile: "Little Master, go slowly."

Lan Ling nestled in Qingyuan's arms, and when she finally went out, she turned her head to look at her, stuck out her tongue and made a grimace, then quickly retracted into Qingyuan's arms.

Yun Yuning hated monsters so much that she wished she could kill all the monsters in the world.And the setting of the laws of this world is also proud of killing monsters.

In front of her, Lan Ling's provocative behavior, which is almost mocking, can already make Lan Ling put a label of death in her heart.

Yun Yuning clenched the corners of her clothes, her eyes were fierce and vicious: Little goblin, you will know soon - becoming a goblin is the worst decision in your life.

It's not lunch time yet, but Lanling wants to eat, Qingyuan hesitated for a while, and decided to go to the back kitchen to ask his brothers for help.

Coupled with Lan Ling's bottomless cuteness, he finally got a bowl of millet porridge, a small dish of pickles and a steamed bun.

Lan Ling: "..."

Qingyuan put these things on the small table, pretending to be happy and teasing Lan Ling:

"We can still have millet porridge for the meal we ate in advance. I'm very happy just thinking about it. Come here, little fox, this soup is still hot."

Lan Ling supported her head with one small paw, picked up the steamed bun with the other small paw, and took a bite under Qingyuan Xiji's gaze.

After chewing a few mouthfuls with difficulty, she slowly put the steamed buns back in place... It's not that she's picky about food, it's just that the hard, cold steamed buns are really hard to swallow!

"Ah—" She rolled the whole fox into Qingyuan's arms again, "Little monk, let me tell you, if someone gave us free food, would you believe it?" She grabbed Qingyuan's clothes, mysteriously Xi said.

Qingyuan rubbed her head and said with a smile: "I believe everything you say."

"Hey," Lan Ling smiled embarrassedly, and suddenly, the whole fox stood up:

“I can smell the aroma of barbecue~”

She hooked her lips and smiled. Has her long-awaited lunch finally arrived?
Qingyuan took a sniff, frowned and said, "I smell it too," he clasped his hands together and murmured: "Amitabha Buddha is so good..."

Lan Ling pushed him, "What are you doing?"

Qingyuan said with a compassionate look: "God has the virtue of loving life, but they have suffered such a disaster, and I am saving them."

Lan Ling was stunned for a few seconds, and then showed a look of compassion, clasped her two little paws together, and faced the blue sky:

"Buddha Xiaoming, let the disciples save them today!"

(End of this chapter)