The villain boss is not easy to mess with

Chapter 337 Little Master (64)

On Nangongli's body, it's just that Nangongli is surrounded by five rings, and the one in the middle is also blue.

It should belong to a family.

It's just that according to the level status or the strength of the ability, there are some divisions, and the number of rings worn will be different.

The white-faced man must have hidden this because he was afraid that others would discover his identity.

She shook the pendant twice, and gradually frowned.

The question that had been bothering her since she came here seemed to have finally emerged from the mess of threads.

Just as she was thinking, Tan Kong came back from the outside with a few packs of snacks in his hand.

"Get up and have something to eat. I just went to find a suitable place nearby, so I'll stay here for a while." Tankong opened the oiled paper bags one by one and placed them on the table: "I'll take you there to fill your belly, and then I'll cook for you."

Tang Qian put away the buckle, and then put the clothes back on to their original appearance.

After the two had eaten, Tankong took her in his arms and took her to the rented yard, which had already been tidied up by Tankong.

The midday sun was warm.

Tan Kong asked Tang Qian to rest on the recliner in the courtyard, and went to work in the kitchen by himself.

Although he can only cook some vegetarian meals, he also wants to take good care of her as much as possible.

Since he chose to have Tang Qian by his side, he has fulfilled his responsibility.

On the reclining chair, Tang Qian squinted, staring at the blue sky for a moment, then looked at the kitchen.

It happened to be able to see the white figure.

The monk rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong forearms, washing something, his handsome face was serious and meticulous.

She tilted her head, unwilling to look away.

I always feel that my heart is filled somewhere.

"Little master." Tang Qian called out.

Her voice was very small, but Tan Kong still heard it.

The boy raised his head and smiled at her: "Wait a little longer, it will be fine soon."

Those pitch-black eyes were clear and clean, without any impurities.

Tang Qian couldn't help joking: "Little master, why are you always so desireless?"

Hearing this, Tankong was slightly stunned.

He lowered his eyes and didn't look at the figure in the yard, as if he was concentrating on thinking.

Want nothing?
he has.

And right in front of you.

She was all he wanted, all he wanted.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Tang Qian didn't bother him to continue cooking, but just leaned on the recliner and watched quietly.

This kind of time is quiet and good, but some people who are not good-looking want to get involved.

Tang Qian was disturbed by a ball of cloth falling from the sky.

She was doing it, staring at it for a few seconds, feeling familiar.

Tan Kong also walked over quickly, keeping her behind him, and when he saw the things on the ground, his tone that sounded plain was somewhat alienated and cold.

"Benefactor Bai." He put his palms together in front of him: "Since you're here, don't hide in the dark."

Only then did Tang Qian remember what it was.

The clothes of the white-faced man.

"Monk, who told you to meddle in your own business." Bai Si's figure appeared and landed gracefully on the ground. At the same time, he pointed to the rags on the ground, "It's been digested. The female crocodile just vomited it out this morning. I couldn't wait to send it to you, little cat demon."

Tang Qian: ...

What to give her!
"Dead, not even scum left." Bai Si continued, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Tang Qian again: "Little cat demon, I'm watching, is there any reward?"

Tang Qian: ...

If the demon lives for too long, will something go wrong?
(End of this chapter)