The villain's deadly support

"Sister?!" Xiao Qing called nervously.

Wen Chuchu hurriedly stopped and turned around to look, "Why are you here? Aren't you sleeping?"

"Sister, what are you doing?" Xiao Qing was worried and scared. She was very afraid that Wen Chuchu had lost the demon core, so she began to behave extremely abnormally.

"Ah? I need to use it tomorrow, so prepare some things in advance." Wen Chuchu moved away, and saw that behind her skirt, there were light pink peach blossoms piled up in a small pile on the ground.

Xiao Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly walked to the side of the strange sister, "Don't you eat or drink, don't you rest?"

"Huh? No, as long as I guard the spirit veins, my whole body will be full of energy." Wen Chuchu bent down and put his hands under Xiao Qing's armpits, lifting her up.

"Sister?" Xiao Qing held Wen Chuchu's arm, not knowing what to blame her sister for.

When Wen Chuchu moved Xiao Qing's title to the pile of peach blossoms, she let go, and Xiao Qing's title happened to fall into the pile of peach blossoms.

Suddenly, a soft and soft feeling came from under her body, and the elegant and gentle fragrance wrapped Xiaoqing in the world composed of petals.

"How is it? Are you comfortable?" Wen Chuchu bent over, with her hands on her knees, looking at Xiao Qing with a smile.

"It will be crushed." Xiao Qing was about to get up, but was pressed into the pile of peach blossoms by Wen Chuchu.

"Sit down, how can it be too heavy?" Wen Chuchu squatted beside Xiao Qing and looked at her, "Isn't it more comfortable than your hard little bed?"

Xiao Qing didn't speak, she lowered her head and touched the petals under her body, picked them up, and held them up in front of her face, "Sister, do you want to use these flowers tomorrow?"

"Well, help Juchunlai to win the prize, have you heard of fairies scattering flowers?" Wen Chuchu gestured mysteriously, "Tomorrow night, I will spread flowers on the roof of Juchunlai's house! It must be amazing All of them."

"only…"

"Just?" Xiao Qing imitated Wen Chuchu's tone and frowned. She thought that Wen Chuchu must have encountered some difficulties or troubles

"The sound I make flowers is not pleasant, and I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, but you don't sleep well, and you chase after me again." Wen Chuchu rubbed Xiao Qing's head.

The little guy seems to be very used to this kind of contact, she raised her head, waited for Wen Chuchu to rub her twice, then lowered her head in embarrassment, "It's not safe at night, I will accompany you."

"I'm not a child, why are you paying me?" Wen Chuchu smiled.

Xiao Qingxian didn't say anything, but looked around, then raised his head, "Sister, is there anything I can do for you?"

"No." Wen Chuchu's smile brightened under the moonlight, "My good boy is already going to bed at this time, won't you sleep?"

"I..." Shen Qinglian stood up from the pile of peach blossoms, "You are not safe personally, I will accompany you."

"Actually... I'd be embarrassed too." Wen Chuchu raised his fingers and scratched his temples, "That puff puff voice ruined my image too much."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qinglian lowered his head and squinted his eyes and laughed, "Sister, do you still have an image?"

"I...how come I have lost my image!" Wen Chuchu was unhappy, she grabbed a handful of peach blossoms and waved them at Xiao Qing.

The light pink petals fell freely and landed on Xiao Qing's head and collar.

As for Shen Qinglian, who was floating aside, looking at this scene, he also crossed his hands in front of his chest, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"Sister?" Xiao Qing called out softly as she lowered her head and shook her collar.

"Huh?" Wen Chuchu raised her eyebrows.

"Can I go down the mountain with you tomorrow? Tomorrow is the summer solstice..." Xiao Qing was always curious about how Wen Chuchu made money at the foot of the mountain.

"But the master saw it, so he wants to say that you are not doing your job properly?" Wen Chuchu sat down beside Xiao Qinglian.

"I'll get up early tomorrow to sweep the steps and accompany you down the mountain. When I come back in the evening, I'll make up for the unfinished work." Xiao Qing sat down beside Wen Chuchu.

She looked at Wen Chuchu's face again, and then said cautiously: "If it's very hard, I understand that you can't take me with you."

"Why do you always act like a grown-up?" Wen Chuchu smiled and hugged Xiao Qing into his arms, "It's only cute when a child acts like a baby!"

Acting like a baby?Xiao Qing didn't even dare to think about it.

"But if you want to get up early tomorrow, you should go to bed obediently now." Wen Chuchu calculated in her heart, and found that Xiao Qing would not be able to sleep for a few hours.

"I...I'll help you." Xiao Qing struggled to get up from Wen Chuchu's arms, but was pressed into her arms again by Wen Chuchu's reluctance.

"Don't you want to sleep?" Wen Chuchu looked down at the little guy.

Seeing Xiao Qing shook his head, then raised his eyes to observe his face carefully, he felt helpless and distressed.

"Then I'm pissing, you can't dislike me." Wen Chuchu naturally has her difficulties, imagine a big sister who babbles at the child all night, Xiao Qing will definitely leave a very bad impression Bar?

It's a pity that she has too many worries, because Wen Chuchu refuses to ask Xiao Qing to help with anything, and Xiao Qing has been frightened and frightened for the past few days and has not had a good rest. He fell asleep holding the hem of her clothes in his arms.

This evening, Wen Chuchu was really busy. She had to prepare as many petals and flowers as possible.

And this night, Wen Chuchu actually experienced the happiness of being a cat slave.

Although her legs were numb, she really wanted to stand up and move around, but when she looked down and saw Xiao Qing sleeping peacefully and well-behaved, she couldn't bear to move. This is probably the feeling of pain and happiness, right?

When she finally finished her work and was staggering from sleepiness, at some point, Xiao Qing got up quietly.

The sky was still dark, but Xiao Qing was thinking about the matter of the heavenly ranks, so he didn't dare to sleep for a long time. He only relieved his sleepiness, and started a new day of practice early with a broom.

When Xiao Qing hugged her thin quilt and returned to the woods beside the sky steps, she saw that Wen Chuchu was still so sleepy that she dozed off little by little.

Xiao Qing had no choice but to hold the head of the strange sister, and put her down among the flowers.

"Ah." Wen Chuchu felt it, she raised her hand, and called in a hoarse voice, obviously she was still half asleep and half awake.

"I'm here." Xiao Qing was very annoyed, if she had known, she wouldn't blame her sister.

"It's still early..." Wen Chuchu raised his arm, and Xiao Qing was dragged down among the flowers by Wen Chuchu.

"Sister, I still have to sweep the heavenly steps." The strange sister was like an octopus, entangled so much that Xiao Qing couldn't resist.

"It's okay, I'll help you tomorrow morning, and sleep again, my dear..." Wen Chuchu even lowered her head and rubbed Xiao Qing's cheek, before falling asleep again in a daze.

"Sister... sister..." Xiaoqing blushed, she found that she was so wrapped up in warmth that she couldn't break free, what's worse, this strange sister was extremely dishonest in her sleep, whenever she moved, the strange sister would rub her, otherwise Just rub her head.

Wen Chuchu's sleeping appearance was too deadly, even scarier than her making flowers, Xiao Qing couldn't break free pitifully, being squeezed by Wen Chuchu's face at a loss what to do, she could only lie flat and let her laugh.

But in the morning, Wen Chuchu was woken up by an unknown woman.

It turned out to be Adong from Juchun. She had been monitoring Wen Chuchu before, so naturally she knew the life of Wen Chuchu and Xiao Qinglian very well.

Seeing that woman, she raised a token in her hand, and raised it in front of Wen Chuchu who was still in a daze of sleep. Naturally, the names of Ju Chunlai and A-Dong were engraved on the token.

"The carriage has arrived." A-Dong wrote a few large characters on the ground, Wen Chuchu struggled to decipher them, and Xiao Qing, who was also sleepy, muttered something.

"Carriage, what carriage?" Xiao Qing looked up and saw that her sister's hair was disheveled, and awkwardly raised her hand to rub Wen Chuchu's hair.

The two looked at each other, and with a gentle smile, they put their cheeks against Xiao Qing's forehead.

"Ah, it's getting late, you go to wash up first, then obediently eat your breakfast, then go up the mountain with a broom, I'll clean up the steps for you first, wait a minute, your master is here, you just pretend to be fine .”

Wen Chuchu was actually tired and hungry, and after she settled down, her stomach rumbled into a pile, which made Xiao Qing's face blush.

Everyone got busy, while Wen Chuchu continued to make a lot of flowers while there was still time.

I have to say that Juchunlai is the biggest brothel in Ruoxiu Town after all, and all the people under him are well-trained, which saves her a lot of effort.

A-Dong was also unable to speak, but she brought a few servants and even prepared sacks and shovels.

In such an intensive action, the horse-drawn carriage sent the flowers made by Wen Chuchu down the mountain.

When Chong Daoist had the morning training that day, the stairs had already been cleaned by Wen Chuchu.Just as she planned, Xiao Qinglian just held a broom and put on a show, while Wen Chuchu seized the time and huddled in the depths of the woods, frantically absorbing spiritual power and storing it in his body.

Although she can't store much spiritual power after losing the demon core, some is better than nothing. After everything is ready, A-Dong drives the carriage, while Xiao Qinglian and Wen Chuchu sit in the carriage and get off together. Ruo Xiushan.

"Mom is so careful! A-Dong, thank you for coming to help!" Wen Chuchu sat in the carriage, excited.

When A-Dong heard this, she only turned her head and nodded.

"Sister..." Xiao Qing gently patted Wen Chuchu's arm.

Wen Chuchu thought that Xiao Qing had something to say, so she saw the little guy took out a cloth bag from her arms, she opened the cloth layer by layer, and saw that among the layers of bags, it was Xiao Qing who brought her and she was reluctant eat pastries.

"Ha, our Xiao Qing is so sensible, why are you so virtuous?" Wen Chuchu was so happy that he hugged Xiao Qing again for a while, and after the two of them had eaten, they lay down in the carriage again to take time to rest .

When they came to Ruoxiu Town, the boys from Juchunlai were also making preparations. In the early morning, they were still working on the roof of Juchunlai's house.

"Mom!" Wen Chuchu cheerfully led Xiao Qing to the head, and the little guy finally got his wish to meet his new master.

The bustard raised her brows looking at Xiao Qing who was embarrassed, "It's a little beauty, but Miss Chuchu, since the child is so young, why don't you bring her to this place of fireworks?"

"My family is good, she won't run around, she is here to supervise me, lest I do other business." Wen Chuchu rubbed the little guy's head again while speaking.

"Okay, okay, there is a secluded and clean room in the backyard, wait a minute, let your aunt go to rest!" Madam Bust was quite surprised, it was rare for such a small child to worry about adults.

"No, there's no need, I'll just follow my sister..." Xiao Qing sat upright, and awkwardly held onto the warm skirt.

"You can discuss it yourself." The bustard didn't force others, "However, Miss Chuchu, you have too little time left, everyone rushed to work overnight, and the paper tree you wanted has also been delivered, hurry up Go to work, don't delay."

"Okay!" Wen Chuchu led Xiaoqing to the attic to make final preparations. Tonight was extremely important to them.

Naturally, Xiao Qing would not stand idly by, she was busy with the strange sister, but when she saw the organ tree, she was deeply shocked, this thing is too complicated, the strange sister Is there really a way to control it?

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who threw thunder on March 3!