"Who knows, it's not to blame you, who let you run around this time, and our entire Baizhou is running around to find you, and my date has messed up for you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Qingmei remembered that she had failed more than a dozen times for an appointment, and finally let her pick up Tianjun, but the flowers had not bloomed before she thanked her, and she was busy with these days by Qingqian, a little girl, and when she was done, Tianjun had been abducted by a wild goblin, and she was really unwilling to think about it!

"Poof...... Sister Mei, are you still thinking about that Tianjun. Qing Qian even forgot the face of that Heavenly Monarch, and couldn't understand why Qing Mei would spend so much time chasing a Heavenly Monarch.

Thinking like this, I was suddenly bumped into by a figure in my mind, and the incomprehensible confusion immediately disappeared completely, where did the inexplicable heartbeat come from?

Qingqian touched the instantaneous acceleration of the heartbeat and wondered, who is this who always appears in her mind?

"Do you still think about you, you can't give me happiness, you're still young, you don't understand. Qingmei stretched out her lilac tongue and licked her lips, looking meaningfully at the instant flush of her face, and smiled even more happily with unknown meaning.

I didn't expect her little sister with a big heart to be unexpectedly innocent, and she could blush like this little joke like this.

If Qingmei had seen Qingqian's previous set of self-tending methods, she would definitely slap herself in the face.

"Sister Mei, then I'll go and say hello to my father and mother first, you use it slowly. After finishing speaking, Qing Qian walked towards Qing Weizun, and prepared a set of rhetoric to let him put the little radish.

After all, I don't know where the little radish is crying in a dark corner at this time.

"Daddy, mother, I'm ......" Before Qing Qian could speak, Bai Ling pulled her body and stuffed a bunch of food into her mouth.

"Come over and eat some good, look at your skinny mother's monster distressed." Bai Ling swallowed the food that Qing Wei Zun had fed, and fed Qing Qian happily.

Finally swallowed the food that Bai Ling kept feeding, and said slowly: "Mother, I came to let my father put the little radish, can you help me plead for mercy." ”

Before Bai Ling could speak, Qing Xun Zun said with a cold face: "That rabbit spirit is derelict in her duties, and she will be locked up for a few days to remember her for a long time, so as to avoid being as lawless as you after getting along with you for a long time." ”

Qing Qian looked at Qing Wei Zun and remembered her black history, and was entangled and didn't know how to continue to plead.

Bai Ling looked at the anxious Qingqian and smiled slightly: "Since Qian'er is back, let's put the little radish, I don't think she did it on purpose, after all, the guts are so small, there are many terrible demons on the Mozhou side." ”

"Well, so be it. Qing Wei Zun waved his hand to Qing Qian, and Qing Qian comprehended and ran away to no longer disturb their two-person world.

……

"Woo woo, miss, little radish thought she would never see you again, and she scared radish to death. As soon as the little radish saw Qingqian, she cried and ran over, but she tripped over a foot that suddenly stuck horizontally.

“…… Woo woo, it's you, you're bullying people again!" Little Radish was about to get up angrily, and three radishes appeared in front of him, "For you, don't cry." ”

I saw Qingliu shaking three thick radishes and looking at the little radish with a smile, "Even if you know each other, I'm welcome." ”

"Salty!"

"Spicy!"

"Bitter! Woo woo, you're teasing me again!"

Looking at the little radish with a painful face, Qingliu smiled even happier, and Qingqian in the distance looked at this boring one, and sighed speechlessly, why does Brother Ninety like to bully little radish so much, just like elementary school students like to use bullying to attract each other's attention if they like to be alone.

What ?!! like, Qingqian feels as if he smells the sour smell of love.