The villainous hamster who wears books

Su Jing was a hundred unhappy, but was arrested and returned to Song Li's side.

Fate is like a cycle. He has been trying his best to stay away from the shoveling shit, but every time he either falls into the trap or falls into the trap.

Su Jing's two wrists were tied together with a rope, and she was pushed into the door like a sold slave, waiting for the master's acceptance.

Song Li was sitting at the table reading a book, and these plates of snacks were placed on the corner of the table.

Seeing the snacks on the table, Su Jing's little stomach couldn't help but grunt.This "snorting" sound successfully attracted the other party's attention.

Song Li raised his head, only to see that the little guy was indeed captured.He couldn't escape his grasp, and although he was expecting it, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Report to the lord, when my subordinates were chasing the assassin with a portrait at the gate of the city, this person tried to escape and even slandered the portrait painted by the lord." The person behind Su Jing who arrested him reported, "The subordinate thinks this person is very suspicious. , so arrest him and ask the prince to make a decision."

After hearing that person's ridiculous reason, Su Jing couldn't help but slander: the painting is very bad in the first place!I'm not going to run away!I just don't want to waste time!

Song Li nodded, motioning for the others to back down.

There was only a "squeak" sound from the door behind him, and then it closed gently with a "bang".In front of Su Jing, only the shit shoveler and herself were left in the room.

Song Li put down the book in his hand, said with a half-smile that Su Jing looked up and down, and asked leisurely, "Are you Su Jing who sweeps the Wang's house? Or Qin Bai who escaped from prison?"

"I..." Su Jing pursed her lips and gave Song Li a hard look.

I feel like I'm going to die in the hands of this evil shoveling shit.He knew that he was Qin Bai or a prison escapee suspected of killing the emperor, so he would definitely arrest him and kill him.With his current appearance, he must be teasing himself like a cat catching a mouse, making fun of himself!

Su Jing took a few steps forward, walked to the table, put her hands on the table, stared angrily at Song Li, and gritted her teeth, "What exactly are you thinking!"

Song Li pretended not to see Su Jing blowing his nose and staring, and still said calmly: "If you are Su Jing who sweeps the floor of this king's house, then stay here and serve this king well. If you are Qin Bai, then this king I don't mind putting you in jail."

Su Jing stared angrily at Song Li for a long time, but finally had to force himself to calm down and think about it.

Prison is really not a place for people to stay, even if you kill them, you don't want to go there.

However, this idea of ​​shoveling shit is bad, if he agrees to stay and serve him, who knows how he will embarrass himself?

After weighing the pros and cons, Su Jing narrowed his eyes and asked, "How do you want me to serve you?"

"That's easy." Song Li pointed to the stool beside him and said, "Come and sit down."

snort!Sit down and sit down!Reluctantly, Su Jing slowly walked to the stool designated by Song Li and sat down in three steps.

"These are too sweet to taste." Song Li pushed all the plates of pastries on the table to Su Jing, and untied the rope in his hand, "You eat them all for me, and don't leave a single one."

When it comes to eating, it is definitely Su Jing's specialty.

But Su Jing didn't want to listen to the words that came out of the shit-shoveling mouth.

After staring again for a while, Su Jing, who thought she was particularly strong, finally gave in to her growling stomach, and grabbed the pastry on the plate in front of her to eat.

Su Jing is a person who cannot do without a meal.I didn't have breakfast today, the only thing I ate in my stomach in the morning was the few pieces of lotus cake stolen from the temple, and I am already too hungry now.

At first, Su Jing still thought that she was "forced" to eat by the shit-shoveler, so she had to show a little reluctance to deal with the shit-shoveler.

After eating a few pieces of purple sweet potato and yam cake, Su Jing found that these snacks are really delicious.I have long forgotten that this meal was "forced" to eat by the shit shovel, so I ate it with relish and got carried away.

Longjing tea cake is very crisp | soft, and it will drop brown powder when you eat it.Recalling the scene when he was serving the little hamster last night, Song Li subconsciously reached out to catch the broken powder.

Su Jing glanced at him curiously, this shit shoveler won't become a habit of serving hamsters.Even habitually serving yourself?

Song Li looked down at the dark blue tea powder in his palm, and couldn't help but see the scene of the little hamster licking his palm last night.

Looking up again at Su Jing who was rubbing his belly after eating a big meal, Song Li spread out his palms in front of him in a strange way.

"You... what are you doing!" Su Jing shrank her neck back subconsciously.

Although, I do like to lick that sweet tea powder a little bit... But it's perfectly fine for hamsters to lick other people's hands.As a human being, Su Jing still wants to save some face.

"I just washed my hands." Song Li said.

"..." It's not that I dislike your dirty hands!I am afraid of shame!Su Jing looked around vigilantly.

"No one saw it." Song Li said.

"Forget it." Su Jing curled her lips, "Since you begged me so sincerely, I will grant your wish. And I am not a person who wastes food."

Song Li remained calm on the surface, wondering in his heart: When did I ask him?

Su Jing, who had won the spiritual victory, carefully picked up Song Li's palm, put his small mouth on it, and lightly licked the tea powder in Song Li's palm.

It tastes sweet and delicious.

When I was a child, I ate snacks, and Su Jing also liked to suck my fingers. There was a feeling of endless aftertaste, which was even more delicious than the moment I ate the snacks.

But at that time, the children would laugh at Su Jing, thinking that Su Jing was like a poor little beggar, and very unhygienic.

That's why Su Jing didn't dare to lick her fingers when she grew up, and would go to the bathroom to wash her hands off with heartache after eating.

Su Jing was very afraid of being laughed at, but the shit shoveler didn't laugh at herself, and even took tea powder for herself on purpose.

Like last night, Su Jing grabbed Song Li's hand and licked off the tea powder from his palm bit by bit.

Song Li couldn't help stretching out his other hand, and gently patted Su Jing's head.A head of soft black hair feels fluffy and comfortable.

Song Li's hand traced Su Jing's long hair to his neck, then gently moved it to his shoulders, and put a little force into his arms.

As soon as Su Jing raised her head after eating the powdered tea, she was caught off guard by Song Li's arms.

"Well... what are you doing?" Su Jing hurriedly tried to push Song Li away and break free from his embrace.

"Don't move." Song Li raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you going to serve me? I want to hug me now."

"No!" Su Jing yelled at him, "Sweeping also has human rights!"

"Oh?" Song Li nodded, as if he had realized something, "That's right. I'll get someone to clean a spacious prison cell for you. It's comfortable to live in. Is it enough for human rights?"

"You, you, you! Give me a hug!" Su Jing gritted her teeth, leaned into Song Li's arms, pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction, and muttered, "Take advantage of people's dangers, take advantage of the fire, and fall into the well..."

Song Li raised the corners of his lips slightly, and looked down at Su Jing's puffy little face.This time I finally saw it clearly, on his cheeks, under the corners of his eyes, there was indeed a little red cinnabar mark, which was exactly the same as the one I had painted on Furry's face at that time.

The pad of the thumb lightly rubbed the red spot, and the red spot was immediately wiped away.

Now that the truth is known, there is no point in keeping this mark.

Su Jing has been fleeing for so many days, he has long forgotten about the mark on his face.I don't like to look in the mirror at ordinary times, I always think that when I wash my face for so many days, it will be washed off long ago.Otherwise, seeing the mark on his face, can the shit shovel be so calm and calm?

"I heard that there are a lot of delicious food in Shouzhou City." Song Li said while touching Su Jing's small face, "You can accompany me to the street to have a look." In fact, what Song Li meant was: I will accompany you. Buy delicious food on the street.

The stupid Su Jing couldn't understand Song Li's words, thinking that he was trying to trick her.

Although, when I came here, I did see a lot of delicious and fun things on the street.Although, I really want to go to the street to buy some delicious food.

But I don't have any money, so if I go to the streets with a shit shovel, who knows if I can buy someone as bad as him?

He cheated by stealing his test paper, and even lied to him that he was the sweeper of his house. He hates himself so much... He probably won't buy delicious food for himself!

An evil scene could not help appearing in Su Jing's mind.Walking on the street with the shit shovel, there are delicious food everywhere.

Su Jing was so greedy that her saliva was about to flow out, she really wanted to eat delicious food, but she shoveled shit and said nastyly: "You are only allowed to watch, not to buy!"

Su Jing, who made up his own brains, was very angry, and pushed Song Li away and stood up: "Hmph! You won't buy me delicious food!"

Song Li raised his head to look at Su Jing, a trace of confusion could not help but flash in his eyes.Did I buy you less delicious food before?When did I say I won't buy you delicious food?

Su Jing, who was immersed in her own imaginary world and thought that Song Li was going to abuse her, was very angry and did not cooperate.

Song Ligu got up by himself, went to the hanger to get a coat and put it on his body, and said leisurely: "I'll count to three, you come with me. If you don't go to the street, you go to the cell, you have to choose one."

"Hmph!" Su Jing turned his back on Shen, kicked the stool awkwardly, "I won't go, I won't go, I won't go!"

"One." The voice behind him counted irresistibly.

"If you don't go, I won't go!" Su Jing got angry and kicked the stool down.

"Two." The voice behind him continued to count without any waves.

"Hmph!" Su Jing pouted, and was about to cry out of grievance.

"three!"