Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 17 Young owner, I will bet on you to support you 17
She asked for candied fruit several times, but was rejected, so the task stopped, so angry!

"Host, there are only two and a half days left in the mission time limit." Banjin couldn't help reminding.

I thought that task four could be completed quickly, but I didn't expect it to be so tortuous.

However, it always trusted the host!

Shen Ronghua was very tired. Aunt Liu was usually very talkative, but when it came to her health, she would be very serious. No one could do it, so she could only rely on herself.

Song Qingxiu hasn't appeared in front of the girl since that day, but every time he goes out and passes by a dried fruit shop, he always subconsciously slows down, then steps in involuntarily, and leaves with an oiled paper bag.

In the study room, the man sat with his back straight, sitting in front of the desk, holding a brush in his hand, swaying freely.

The wooden windows are wide open, and the fresh air in the courtyard alternates with the inside of the house. Looking up, you can see a few butterflies dancing in the air, which is inseparable.

Suddenly, a few fingers were stuck on the window sill in the lower right corner of the wooden window, and then a small head popped up. A pair of big, clear eyes blinked twice into the room, and saw the man on the desk.

"Brother Song~" The girl deliberately lowered her voice, but she still couldn't suppress the unique softness in her voice.

The man paused insignificantly, then went about his own business without raising his head.

Can't you hear me?
Shen Ronghua began to doubt whether Song Qingxiu really knew martial arts. People who practice martial arts are very sensitive to movements.

She yelled out loud, but the other party still couldn't hear her.

It can only show that she is very powerful in martial arts!
excellent!

She called out again in disbelief, "Brother Song, can you hear me?"

The voice was amplified a little, but there was still no response.

Hidden in the dark, Ying Shisan looked up to the sky and sighed that the master is a man he will never understand.

"Brother Song!"

This time, Song Qingxiu came over in response to his reputation, his cold black eyes were indifferent, Shen Ronghua subconsciously shuddered, for some reason, this pair of eyes felt an inexplicable suffocation.

She couldn't help but look away.

"What are you doing sneakily?"

In an instant, the man walked to the window and looked down at her condescendingly. When he got closer, Shen Ronghua could still smell the scent of ink on his body.

When she was a fairy, she especially admired the scholars who worked under Wen Quxing. They were full of the scent of books and exuded a particularly decent temperament.

Song Qingxiu is such a person.

Shen Ronghua stood up, raised his head and said, "I want to eat candied fruit."

The little girl is in a mess, and I don't know how she found it here. There are needle-like leaves on her shoulders, and there are two peach blossom petals on top of her head.

"Does the tooth hurt anymore?"

He raised his hand, carelessly fiddled with the broken hair on the girl's forehead, and stroked the hair scattered around her cheeks behind her ears, with an indescribably intimate gesture.

Shen Ronghua let him move, and even moved his head closer for convenience, "The toothache is gone, and my arrow wound is almost healed. Brother Song, can we have lunch together later?"

No one can refuse the sparkling eyes of a girl looking forward to it.

At least, Song Qingxiu couldn't do it at the moment.

"Come in through the front door," he said.

This is promised!
Shen Ronghua smiled happily.

In the study room, there were many interesting things, and the ornaments displayed on the cabinet alone were rare enough to attract her full attention.

"Brother Song, you have so many treasures." Shen Ronghua's eyes were full of envy, but he just sighed and admired, without even the slightest hint of greed in his pure eyes.

(End of this chapter)