The concubine must be obedient and obedient

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He Lanqing followed the immature voice to a relatively flat roof.

Looking at the milk doll in Shang Shiqi's clothes, He Lanqing's expression was a bit complicated.

Especially next to him was a doll who smelled of alcohol and looked at him with a smile.

"Your Excellency is senior Wu De?" He Lanqing frowned and looked at Shang Shiqi who was sleeping beside him, but he just glanced at Wu De, not being taken seriously at all.

"Tut tsk tsk..." Wu De didn't mind, got up and patted his buttocks, and was about to leave.

"Senior, please stop." Seeing that he was about to leave, He Lanqing shifted his gaze to Wu De.

Wu De stopped walking, turned around, with a serious face, "You..."

He Lanqing took a step forward, trying to block Wu De's way.

Wu De (Holding his face like a flower): "You have misunderstood the person, I am an innocent child and a passer-by!"

The author has something to say: He Lanqing (cold): I believe you have ghosts.

Jinjiang has a convulsion tonight... The authors can't get into the backstage...

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【Welcome to catch insects】

☆、Chapter 37.

Looking at the milk doll smiling like a flower in front of her, He Lanqing had a calm expression on her face.

"Senior Wu, be careful that extreme joy begets sorrow."

Wu De rolled his eyes, suppressed the smile on his face, snorted, and said, "Sure enough, there is no interesting person in your Helan family."

"Yes." He Lanqing did not deny this.

Wu De stopped making a fuss, sat down cross-legged, tilted his baby's fat face, and didn't speak, just looked at He Lanqing, as if he wanted to know what happened just now and begged me.

"What did you do again?" He Lanqing's expression turned slightly cold.

"Nothing." Wu De tilted his head, his face full of my super innocent look.

He Lanqing picked up Shang Shiqi who was wriggling restlessly lying on the roof, and glared at Wu De.

"Don't be poor."

"Not poor." Wu De stubbornly refused to admit it.

He Lanqing: I probably know who Shang Shiqi learned the ability to open his eyes and tell lies from.

Wu De: In this regard, I am really innocent!

"Forget it," Wu De straightened the messy strands of hair hanging on his forehead, "As you can see, Shang Shiqi has become smaller."

"En." He Lanqing replied absent-mindedly.

Although the baby in his arms was in a coma, his body was thrashing subconsciously.

"Smallness is inevitable..." is just advancing the time.

Wu De felt very at ease.

"You'll grow up soon..." Wu De said slowly.

----soon?

He Lanqing looked at the baby in her arms who was only five or six years old, and her face darkened.

"At least a few quarters of an hour, as much as..."

The surrounding air pressure seemed to drop a lot, and Wu De shivered.

"Tsk tsk tsk...you little baby is really not talkative." Wu De looked at He Lanqing, and was surprised by the slight coldness around him.

Seeing that He Lan didn't answer, Wu De curled his lips, and for some reason jumped up and stood up.

"When will he grow up, it depends on this guy's good luck." Wu Dechao pouted at the delicate little arm that popped out at some time, "The old man has to go first."

As he said that, he flashed on the roof three times and two times, and really disappeared.

---- But don't be like me, maybe... never grow up again.

He Lanqing, who was still standing there, looked down at the little arms and legs that had been thrashing around unconsciously, with an ugly expression on her face.

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"Young man, would you like to trust this old man again?"

This is the penultimate sentence that Shang Shiqi heard Wu De say.

After Wu De said this, before Shang Shiqi could react, he forced a handful of grass into her mouth.

Bitter, with a strong herbal flavor without being quite herbal.

As soon as he entered the mouth, Shang Shiqi got an arrow on his tongue and frowned, wanting to spit out these unknown bitter herbs.

"No, how can you vomit such a good medicine?" Wu De muttered in a low voice, and his white and tender palm hit Shang Shiqi's face with a "slap".

A ray of internal force turned the herbs in the mouth into juice, which flowed down the throat, making it hard to spit out even if you wanted to vomit.

"You..." Shang Shiqi felt his throat constrict and could not speak.

Wu De looked at his hands, then at the red marks on Shang Shiqi's face, and silently shook his hands.

----The force is a bit heavy, and my hand hurts.

The vision in front of him began to blur, and Shang Shiqi wanted to raise his hand to rub his eyes, but his whole body was weak, and his consciousness gradually faded with time.

When I woke up again, I was in a strange room, like a hotel room.

Shang Shiqi's black eyes rolled around, and he basically knew everything about the situation in the room.

"Huh." Shang Shiqi exhaled, but he couldn't find anyone around, neither Wu De nor He Lanqing.

A strand of soft hair brushed against his cheek, itching slightly.

Shang Shiqi wanted to stretch out his hand to push the lock of hair away, but found that his arms were tightly wrapped in his back.

After struggling for a long time, he finally broke free from the two shoulders, Shang Shiqi sighed, and resolutely gave up.

----etc.

Sensing something was wrong, he tilted his head, looking at the immature and fair little shoulders, Shang Shiqi's face froze.

----Is this my shoulder?

Shang Shiqi's face turned pale in an instant.

The door was gently pushed open.

Shang Shiqi immediately closed his eyes again.

The person who came in glanced at Shang Shiqi who was lying on the bed, and said calmly, "Don't pretend when you wake up."

Hearing this, Shang Shiqi obediently opened his eyes.

He Lanqing sat at the round table and got a cup of tea, looked at Shang Shiqi who was lying on the bed and smiled lightly:

"So it's really pretending."

Shang Shiqi suddenly felt ashamed, and silently turned his head to the side.

"What did Wu De give you to eat?" Seeing Shang Shiqi turning his head away, He Lanqing pulled the corner of his lower lip helplessly.

Shang Shiqi didn't know what it was, he only knew it was grass.

"Eat grass."

He Lanqing: ...

The corners of He Lanqing's lips twitched, she tried her best to soften her voice, and asked, "Then do you know why you became what you are now?"

"Wu De fucked." Shang Shiqi pouted and turned his head back.

He Lanqing sneered: "Hehe."

"Could it be that you did it?" Shang Shiqi looked suspiciously at the indifferent He Lanqing.

"Did Wu De eat your brains?" He Lanqing looked at her with a frown.

Shang Shiqi thought for a while, "No."

"I think I became like this because those grasses are helpful for cultivation." Shang Shiqi's eyes narrowed, and he remembered.

Wouldn't it be nice to say that earlier?

Hearing what Shang Shiqi said, He Lanqing's complexion finally improved a bit.

Quiet...Suddenly quiet.

"That..." Shang Shiqi glanced awkwardly at his tightly wrapped body.

He Lan looked at Shang Shiqi affectionately.

"That... can you let me go?" Shang Shiqi nags.

"Don't relax, it matches your current appearance." He Lanqing sipped her tea and teased.

The face of the steamed stuffed bun is full of meat, and it looks very appetizing.

Under Shang Shiqi's pitiful gaze, He Lanqing went to the window expressionlessly, opened it, looked at the sky, and murmured:

"It's time for dinner."

The author has something to say: Shang Shiqi (shrinking to the corner of the bed): You, you, you...what are you doing?!

Wu De (raise hand): I'm asking for an explanation. Chicken legs taste good, but brains don't.