The husband of quick wear comes with a real fragrance buff

Chapter 57 R Card: I, Beggar Gang, Give Money! (13)

"..."

Nian Qingqing was speechless.

Well, there is nothing I can do if I don’t want to do it this time.

However, what kind of street skills does she have to teach Yi Jin to make a living?

In her character set, apart from knowing martial arts, the only thing left is to be a good cook.

Do you want her to teach the majestic Seventh Prince of Tianya Kingdom... to beg for food on the street...

Thinking of this, Nian Qingqing shivered suddenly.

This is too difficult!
"...Why do you keep standing here?"

Seeing Nian Qingqing standing still with a bitter face, and not knowing what she was thinking, Yi Jin narrowed his brows and eyes, and couldn't help asking.

To be honest, if she doesn't leave, he will die here!

Seeing her glance at the sesame seed stall at the street corner from time to time, Yi Jin suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

She wouldn't... beg for food with him? !
The evil fire in Yi Jin's heart suddenly sprang up, without thinking, he directly grabbed Nian Qingqing's arm, and pulled her hard in front of him.

"Nian Qingqing, I warn you, if you dare to bring me here to beg for food, I will immediately cut off the meridian for you..."

"……hiss!"

Before the word "look" came out, the girl who was pulled by him did react.

Of course, it was because of the wound on his arm that was involved by him, it hurt...

"are you crazy!"

Nian Qingqing grinned in pain, and angrily slapped off the culprit's "hand".

Clutching her injured left arm, which instantly became limp and weak, she rolled her eyes in depression.

Well, just now I was thinking of just dancing sticks as a show, but now I can't sell it.

……

otherwise?

If Nian Qingqing felt it, she took a quick look at Yi Jin's arm, which was still in mid-air, with no place to rest it.

Turning his eyes slightly, he suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

After thinking about it secretly, she snorted, crossed her arms, squeezed hard into the trolley, and sat down next to Yi Jin.

By the way, I squeezed out two crocodile tears: "I'm not leaving! I can't push you, my ancestor!"

"I……"

Seeing her tears glistening and crying in pain, Yi Jin suddenly panicked, and hurriedly lowered his voice to apologize, "I didn't mean to..."

"I don't care if you mean it or not!"

Nian Qingqing sniffed deliberately, pretending to be wronged by Bala, and continued to sob with her head down, "I wanted to dance a stick for a show, and exchange some money to buy biscuits to fill your stomach. ...In the end, your hand was torn apart, so I can't sell it!"

"We'd better starve to death here. If we can still smell the smell before we die, we can die without regret."

As she spoke, she lay down on the trolley, pretending to inhale the fragrance around her...

The movement on this side attracted the attention of pedestrians around, some were curious and puzzled, and some looked contemptuously when they saw the two little beggars "spreading".

Seeing Yi Jin felt uncomfortable all over, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in...

"Don't be like this... This is too embarrassing!"

He thought for a while, and couldn't help but leaned down to her ear, and begged submissively, "Okay, I'll find a way to buy sesame seed cakes for you, okay?"

"...You have never been out of the gate of the palace a few times, what good way can you think of."

Nian Qingqing glanced at him "absolutely", and continued to inhale exaggeratedly, adding drama to herself.

"...Big deal, big deal, Ben Gong will help you dance the stick, just help you perform!"

Seeing more and more onlookers around, Yi Jin's thin skin couldn't bear it any longer, so he could only suppress his voice and speak reluctantly.

　good evening
　　
　
(End of this chapter)