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"Who made you that tall?"

Over there, Yun Weeping was rebandaging Wu Qingqiu, and here Xiao Qingtian watched the interaction between the two over and over again, and looked at Xiao Low with a serious face, so he had to touch Xiao Gao and asked quietly: "Xiao Gao Xiao Gao, what is the relationship between the two of them?"

Xiao Gao and Xiao looked at her in unison. Xiao Gao frowned, and was about to open his mouth but was stopped by Xiao Low with his eyes.

"What do you think?" asked the lowling.

Qingtian seriously pondered Xiao Low's eyes, and made sure that Xiao Low was asking her opinion, so he hesitated for a long time before speaking: "Love... Lovers?"

"Poof..."The tea in Xiao Gao's mouth almost squirted out, and he was about to open his mouth but was secretly dumb by Xiao Low.

Xiao Xiao glanced at Xiao Qingtian meaningfully, and then turned his head meaningfully to look at the two people who were still fighting over there, and stopped talking.

So what the hell is it... It's very depressing on a sunny day.

Wu Qingqiu over there had already touched Yun Wai's chin with one paw: "I haven't seen you for so long, but your skin is getting better and better." ”

Yun Wai's hand that was tying the knot was strangled fiercely, and Wu Qingqiu, who was in pain, hissed, and then said angrily: "Take away your dog's paws!"

Wu Qingqiu's half-hanging legs shook in the air, and his hand slid over his side cheek: "Oh, it's not that I haven't touched it, it's so slippery and so tender, wouldn't it be a waste if I didn't touch it." ”

"Heh," a sarcastic chuckle overflowed from Yun Wai's throat, "What's the use of just touching it, you kid can just touch it a little bit." ”

Wu Qingqiu paused, snorted in his nose, took his hand off Yun Wai's chin, and sat obediently and let Yun Cry toss.

After tying the last knot, Yun Wei straightened up and let out a sigh, and patted him lightly on the shoulder: "With such a big scar, you really got out." ”

Wu Qingqiu jumped down from the table and let out a sigh, "I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf......

"I think you're the most ruthless wolf. ”

"Hmph, sir, I'm a snake. ”

"Okay, okay, what you say is what you say, my little Qingqiu, are you a cobra? or a five-step snake?"

Wu Qingqiu's footsteps towards the backyard didn't stop, but his chin raised slightly: "Neither." Master, I'm the Golden Flower Snake. ”

Yun Weeping's steps paused, pondered slightly, and still hesitated to speak: "Golden Flower Snake?"

Wu Qingqiu smiled: "Master, I will fly." ”

"Poof..."

So when they left the backyard, there was a sixteen-year-old child—a boy with long hair untied and hanging straight down to his waist, a slender body, white skin, a little flattery between his immature eyebrows and eyes, and a long leg and a thin waist.

As for what the people of Aoba City said about this matter, it is unknown that the young master Wu Qingqiu and Yun Wai, the owner of the backyard flower of the small pavilion, took away a high-quality boy for nothing after three hundred rounds of fighting.

Probably... That is to say, the little master is really invincible and strong?

Xiao Qingtian didn't know, but what Xiao Qingtian knew was: she was going to be unlucky.

When a few people left, Yun Wei stretched out his hand to stop her: "Girl, my cup of tea is very expensive." ”

Qingtian is not the follower of the little young master who eats white food everywhere - so she has to pay for the debt of this cup of tea.

However, the backyard flower doesn't need a girl from her to pay for it, but if there is a girl in the small hall who is busy in the lobby, it seems to be a little more powerful, Yun Cry and Wu Qingqiu hit it off, and instantly solved her work problem here...

So Xiao Qingtian was directly thrown into the backyard by Wu Qingqiu and a few people.

Before leaving, Xiao Gao said goodbye to her with a strange look, and if she understood correctly, the meaning in that look was "asking for more blessings".

But wiping the table and sweeping the floor in a small restaurant or something... It shouldn't be a big deal, right?

Yun Wai, who had sent Wu Qingqiu away, returned to his fluttering appearance in an instant, but Qingtian knew that such a person who was as gentle as jade on the surface was an out-and-out capitalist on the inside!

Isn't it just a cup of herbal tea, and she was asked to work in this small restaurant for four months...

"I'll take you to your new room. Yun Wei bowed slightly at her, and waited until the sunny day nodded before starting to lead the way, and the gentleman's appearance can be described as full of work.

Flower Willow Street is north-south, while the backyard flowers are at the west end of the street. To the east of the garden is the semicircular façade of the second floor, with a three-story building in the north and south directions, and a fence on the west. Because it is at the end of the street, the whole backyard covers a huge area, and the open space between the two small buildings is a veritable backyard - a backyard with a rockery and artificial pond. The garden is also planted with a variety of exotic flowers and plants, so that in the hot season it is full of colorful flowers. Too many beautiful things.

Xiao Qingtian was once again impressed by Yun Wai's design talent.

This place, even if you don't come to **, just to see the scenery is excellent.

The sunny house is in the corner of the third floor of the small building to the south, and next door is a brothel called "Yiqing".

There are a total of seventy-two people in the whole backyard, except for the boss Yun Weeping, and the sixty-nine people who run errands - Qingtian and the young man Yanjing, all of whom are beautiful men who pick up customers.

Well, in fact, there were originally seventy people, but one was taken away by Wu Qingqiu, and there were only sixty-nine left. And most importantly, the house on a sunny day is where the boy lived before.

The thought of two men rolling over this bed made Qing Tian feel a little psychologically stressed.

It's not that she feels disgusted or disgusted, she has no prejudice against homosexuals, but even if a man and a woman roll over the bed for her to sleep on, she will feel awkward, okay?

It's a pity that there are a total of seventy-two rooms and seventy-two people in the backyard flowers, which are full, and there is no place to find an empty room for her, so Qingtian has no choice but to accept it.

Sighing and sitting in this quaint room, Qingtian couldn't help but lie down on the bed although she felt awkward - she hadn't fallen asleep in days.

There was a sudden knock outside the door, and Qingtian moved his shoulders and sat up from the bed: "Come in." ”

It's Yan Jing, a young man who is also an errand boy with her.

Qingtian squinted, this Yan Jing looked about the same age as her—twenty-one years old.

But he was not as quiet as his name, and he was a warm and talkative person.

When he entered the house, Yan Jing was not polite, he pulled a stool and sat down first, and when he saw that he was weak on a sunny day, he spoke: "I was tied up all the way by the little young master, I was tired and panicked, right?"

Qingtian nodded and lengthened his tone: "Who said it wasn't..."

So Yan Jing slapped her palms and made a decision immediately: "Then let's do it, originally Brother Yun said that he would let you start working today, I see that you are also tired and panicked, why don't I do this for you first?"

That capitalist actually asked her to start working today?! Qingtian was angry, but she was controlled by others, she was powerless to resist, and Yan Jing's arrangement was exactly what she wanted. I only remembered to ask the question I cared about the most: "Yanjing, can you tell me what kind of place this is?"

Yan Jing smiled: "It's good if you call me Xiaoyan, and I will also call you Qingtian." It's just the two of us working in this shop, so it's so kind. ”

Qingtian didn't care about those, not to mention that he was tired and had no strength to die, so he just leaned on the bed frame and snorted, and then spoke: "Okay, Xiaoyan, tell me where you are here first, okay?"

"What place? What else can it be in the backyard of Aoba City?" Yan Jing said strangely, looking at her suspiciously, and almost reached out and touched her forehead to see if she had a fever.

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that. Qingtian waved his hand, indicating that he was not asking this, "I mean, what country, what dynasty, what era is here?"

"Country, dynasty and era?" Yan Jing repeated in his mouth, as if thinking about it seriously, "what is that... Haven't heard of it. ”

"Haven't heard of it?!" Qingtian asked in surprise, and after making sure that Yan Jing's eyes were completely blank, he waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's my mistake." ”

Sent Yan Jing out of the door, and lay on the bed tired on a sunny day, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

According to Yan Jing, there is no such thing as a state or a dynasty... If she had been in the past, she might have thought that something in the novel had come true, and she had magically crossed over. But when she embarked on the path of cultivation, she felt that things would not be so simple.

She didn't have the immortal power, and she couldn't summon the red thread lock, but the invisible bag was still in her hand, and the words that the old Sun City Lord had instructed again and again made her suspicious, especially the things in the bag that she hadn't prepared at all.

Without those light clothes and dry food, she would not have survived three days on her own in the first place.

But...

Qingtian suddenly turned over from the bed and sat up, and lifted the invisible bag upside down:

The contents were piled up on the bed in the blink of an eye, and the sunny day quickly stopped.

Among the things she poured out were her changed clothes, unfinished soda crackers, the red stone that could be used as a communicator, and many things she hadn't seen on a sunny day.

Holding the red stone in her right hand, she pointed at the stone with her left index finger, and silently recited a spell in her heart, trying to infuse the fairy power into it, but even if she repeated it many times, there were no white points of light on her fingertips that represented the gathering of fairy power, and the red stone was as unresponsive as an ordinary stone.

Frustrated, she stuffed the stone back into the invisible bag, and Qingtian unconsciously stroked the red bracelet on her wrist again, which she had done specifically to facilitate the use of the red thread, and at this moment she could also feel the immortal power in the red thread flowing continuously.

However, no matter what she did, there was no way to extradite the immortal power to herself, let alone wake up the red thread that had fallen into a deep sleep.