Quick time travel: The little villain who criticizes the big boss is sweet and sweet

His eyes lit up suddenly.

Sweet and sour, a little delicious!

Xiaoxiao in the space was listening to the big god talking about how he got this pot of sour plum juice.

[Xiao Xiao, you don't know!My little spicy chicken sister almost used force when she heard that Ben Tong wanted to take her a pot of sour plum juice!Ben Tong immediately put his hands on his hips and snatched it away from her table with great momentum, she didn't dare to make a sound! 】

Xiao Xiao tilted her head.

【Brother Dashen, you lied to Xiaoxiao. 】

Miss Yunchu won't be rough!

And the little sister can kill a big god with one fist!

[? ? ?Xiaoxiao, you have changed, you don't believe in this system anymore! 】

Xiao Xiao: [Miss Yunchu is so gentle! 】

Great God:  …

Miss Spicy Chicken has deceived so many ignorant young people, but she is really not a thing!

"Tomorrow someone will give me a pot after a pot. If you like it, I can send it to you."

The excited light in Li Qing's eyes could hardly be hidden, but he still looked reserved.

"not bad?"

The woman nodded, and the joy on the young boy's face couldn't be hidden immediately.

He didn't pay attention to the deep eyes of the woman opposite.

After eating and drinking, Li Qing found an excuse to slip away.

Although they are on the top floor, there are only two rooms for them on the whole floor, and no one will come up at ordinary times, but after all, it is not suitable for a lonely woman and a widow to live in the same room for a long time.

Before Li Qing left, he still didn't forget to turn around and confirm with Leng Qiao about delivering sour plum juice tomorrow. After getting the woman's definite answer, Li Qing bounced away.

[Host host, when do you plan to bring the little brother home? 】Xiao Xiao propped his head and asked.

Not urgent.

Wait for him to come back obediently.

Xiaoxiao didn't know why, but she still went to reply to the Dashen account.

[Brother God, you are lying again, the host did not want to tie the little brother home. 】

Great God:? ? ?

What the hell is it today?

How did the big devil become so abnormal!

There must be ghosts!

Li Qing bouncing back to her guest room, started to feel sleepy after eating and drinking.

He threw himself on the bed at once, pulled off the quilt and wanted to sleep.

After two seconds.

"???"

Li Qing finally felt that something was wrong.

His veil!

He recalled it and realized that it was Leng Qiao who lifted his veil off.

My father said, when a woman gives you something for nothing, she must be plotting against you.

So she prepared cakes and tea for him, probably out of conspiracy!

...But the sour plum soup is delicious.

Li Qing was tangled in his mind, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

......

Little Canary returned to her room, so she naturally didn't need to stay here any longer, and she flashed back to Qingxin Temple in the next second.

She pushed open the door, and the attendants waiting at the door immediately saluted her.

"Your Highness, are you going to worship the Buddha?"

Leng Qiao responded lightly.

Immediately afterwards, the guard looked around the yard furtively, then took out two unknown objects from the front of his front like a thief, and handed them to Leng Qiao.

"This is given to you by the servant before you leave, so you must use it."

Leng Qiao took it over and took a look.

Two knee pads.

The butler felt sorry for her.

It's a pity that she won't kneel before the Buddha.

They were afraid that they wanted to kill her.

Even so, Leng Qiao still took the knee pads and threw them into the space when the guards were unaware.

The abbot who was chanting sutras in the Buddhist hall seemed to have noticed something, opened his eyes, saw that it was Leng Qiao, and slowly got up.

The little monk has already prepared a futon for Leng Qiao.

"Let's go here today, you go back and savor it carefully, and come back tomorrow."

The abbot spoke, and although the young monks were puzzled, they all retreated obediently.

The abbot bowed to Leng Qiao and said.

"Since the benefactor has no intention of worshiping the Buddha, this futon is useless."

Although he is an ordinary person, he also felt the Buddha's dislike for him.

And the second princess's disdain for the Buddha.

It is difficult to come here to pray for blessings.

"The Piandian has prepared a desk for His Highness. If His Highness wants to, he can also copy the scriptures. It's a blessing." After saying that, he returned to his futon, closed his eyes, and tapped the wooden fish slowly.

There is never a shortage of people who can communicate with the Buddha in the mortal world, and Leng Qiao is not surprised.

She turned around and went to the side hall, naturally not to copy the scriptures, but she still had to do it.

So for a whole day, Leng Qiao took a nap in the side hall and asked the unlucky guy to copy some scriptures for her.

As for who this unlucky guy is...

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Bentong is so mad! 】The Dashen shouted in the space while writing with its misty claws.

The handwriting was exactly the same as that of Leng Qiao.

Thanks to the fact that the original owner is a dandy, he rarely reads or writes on weekdays. The last time the handwriting was made public was two or three years ago, so there is no need to worry about what the handwriting will reveal.

Dashen felt miserable.

It just said hello to Xiaoxiaokou, why was it captured and enslaved? ? !

Leng Qiao was comfortable all day long, and Li Qing was no exception.

He nestled under the quilt, woke up in a daze, and fell asleep in a daze, even if his stomach was growling with hunger, he didn't bother to move.

It was already dark outside the window.

The voice of the peddler can be heard faintly, it is estimated that it is already very late.

He stayed on the bed for a while, until he was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back, and then he climbed up trembling.

He went downstairs to order Xiao Er to prepare some food, but he saw that the lights in the next room seemed to be off.

Did you go to bed so early?

He was puzzled, and asked by the way when he went downstairs to order.

"Ah, you mean the one next door to you? Ever since I went upstairs with the man in my arms, I haven't seen her come down again. Maybe she went out when I was not paying attention."

out?

Still outside so late, is it possible...

Going to find flowers and ask willows?

Li Qing didn't think much about it, it's none of his business anyway, but he must drink this sour plum soup tomorrow!

......

It was too late for the Dashen to finish copying the scriptures.

Thinking that he would come to deal with the courtiers and the monks in the monastery the next day, Leng Qiao simply fell asleep in Qingxin Temple.

Before going to bed, Leng Qiao glanced at her little canary through the small screen.

It was late at night, and he was actually eating in the lobby, and his eyes seemed to be a little hard to open.

I'm afraid I fell asleep.

Tomorrow, I have to prepare some food for him and put it in the room, so as to save him the hard work of going downstairs to eat at night.

I am afraid that the excuse of sour plum soup will not work if I use it several times.

She had to think of another way to coax him to come to her on his own initiative.

For example, the top sign in the tavern.

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