Meng Zemeng heard her question, smiled and reached out to stroke Shao Qingyun's back, causing Shao Qingyun to roll his eyes and snort coldly, the room was narrow, and Shao Qingyun was obviously holding back his irritability and endured it here. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not to mention that it was the first time he had seen this Meng Po, even if it was not the first time he saw him, according to his temperament, it was impossible for him to laugh at others like this.

Meng Zemeng didn't put his impatience in his eyes, and only turned sideways and glanced at his waist.

Shao Qingyun is wearing a casual outfit today, a shirt that remains unchanged all year round, and a pair of black suit pants. At his waist, hung a bunch of keys.

Meng Zemeng glanced away, sighed and said leisurely: "After so many years, I didn't expect this little fox's temper to grow bigger." ”

When Shao Qingyun heard this, he immediately turned his face and swept over with cold eyes, and his words seemed to be mixed with ice ballast: "Do you really know me?"

"How can you not know?" Meng Zemeng's expression was a little unpredictable, but there was an unconcealable ridicule in her tone, she snorted at the Wangxiangtai outside the door, "Mainly in the past, there was a little girl who always occupied the Wangxiangtai and couldn't come down, and other little ghosts came to complain to me, I always have to understand the situation." ”

Shao Qingyun stood up "poof!", "Do you know where she is?"

Meng Zemeng pulled the corners of her mouth and laughed, and also stood up with him, raised her head to meet Shao Qingyun's cold gaze, raised her arm, and there was an extra porcelain bowl in her hand, she raised her hand and brought the porcelain bowl to Shao Qingyun's mouth, and the yellowish tea in it shook: "You drink this tea, I will tell you everything." ”

Xiao Qingtian moved and wanted to get up, but was pressed by Wang Ze'an behind her shoulder, she regretted that she didn't get the topic right, the-for-tat appearance of these two people now is actually not serious, the key is that this Meng Po is specially made Meng Po soup, how can her soup water be drunk casually?

But as soon as it touches Shao Qingyu's matter, the fox will lose his mind. I don't know why, this fox is not at all as cunning and treacherous as a fox, but gloomy as a snake.

Shao Qingyun stared at the tea for a long time without speaking, staring motionless as if he could see the tea as a flower. When everyone thought that he wouldn't drink, he suddenly took the tea bowl from Meng Zemeng's hand, and drank it clean without waiting for Xiao Qingtian to react.

"Eh, don't ......"

The sound of the porcelain bowl falling to the ground was particularly loud.

Like a muffled thunderclap.

Shao Qingyun covered his throat, took a step back, and sat directly on the edge of the bed, his always cold eyes rarely glared at Meng Zemeng like a fire.

Xiao Qingtian and several people looked at the two of them in amazement.

Meng Zemeng smiled with his hands crossed his waist first, adding a little playfulness to her dignified and steady appearance, and Xiao Qingtian and the others were even more confused and didn't know what was going on.

"I thought you had a lot of backbone. Meng Zemeng smiled and bent down and pointed at Shao Qingyun and said, her words were sarcastic.

Shao Qingyun's face became even more ugly, and he stared at Meng Zemeng for half a minute.

"It's just ordinary Chinese medicine, isn't Meng Po Tang disappointed?" Meng Zemeng sat down next to Shao Qingyun on the edge of the bed, she raised her eyes to look out of the door, and her eyes didn't know where to focus.

Shao Qingyun understood what Meng Zemeng meant, Xiao Qingtian also understood, Meng Zemeng attributed Shao Qingyun's attitude towards Shao Qingyu to guilt rather than love, Shao Qingyu paid so much for him, but now he can't even find Yu'er, if Meng Zemeng gave him the real Meng Po soup, then he can forget all this and no longer have to carry all this and carry this heavy ...... Debt of affection.

Is that really the case? Xiao Qingtian thinks no, and firmly believes so. There is no reason.

Shao Qingyun snorted coldly: "Even if I drink your soup, I won't forget Yu'er." ”

"The temper is really bad, if your master knew that the soft and cute little fox had grown into such an uncute appearance, he would have regretted it. Meng Zemeng ignored Shao Qingyun's extremely ugly face, sat upright and said a sentence leisurely.

The tea Shao Qingyun drank was light in color but bitter in taste, and he finally recovered from it, and he heard a bombshell news from Meng Zemeng's mouth.

Several people watched Meng Zemeng stand up from the side of the bed after saying this, flicked her sleeves and stepped out of the door in two steps, she stood at the door and looked into the distance.

The hut was next to the misty yellow Lethe, and in the distance was the brilliant Manzhu Sawa flower field, she stood there with her back straight, her whole body surrounded by the momentum of the superior, suddenly she turned around again, the wide sleeves twisted out a graceful arc, she raised her chin and squinted at Shao Qingyun, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was so bright that it was impeccable: "It stands to reason, you still have to call me a master." ”

Xiao Qingtian felt that there was a different kind of giving up in her eyes than a bright smile.

What did she give up?

What did she put an end to?

And why is she going to kick off?

Xiao Qingtian followed behind her and looked at her straight back, and subconsciously slowed down her pace, letting Wang Ze'an behind her get closer.

Shao Qingyun never knew that he still had a master, he had never heard of Wuxian talking about it, he had never appeared since Wuxian threw him into the cave, and his understanding of Wuxian was that he was an Innocent Immortal Venerable in the Immortal Realm.

Even at that time, Wuxian mentioned his identity a little bit...... It had been so long that he couldn't remember that much.

Meng Zemeng saw him frowning, and threw over lightly: "The shoe on your waist is still embroidered by me, and I will help you for the sake of that shoe." ”

Shao Qingyun stroked the keychain on his waist, and the old Beijing cloth shoe-like ornament was still hanging there. His lips moved twice, but he didn't speak again.

However, the bridgehead is a little chaotic at this time, the little ghosts are in groups of three or two and whisper, most of the little ghosts who come out of Huangquan Road are quiet, and many people will not even make a fuss to go to the Wangxiang Platform to look at their relatives and friends before their deaths, and they have no attachment to the world. It's really the first time it's been as lively as today.

Meng Zemeng paused here with the footsteps of several people.

"What's wrong?" she asked the ghost who had jumped out of the Lethe River with a smile, and her smiling eyes swept over the little ghosts, and the noisy whispering immediately stopped, and the chaotic crowd lined up in a crooked queue again.

"Someone doesn't want to drink Meng Po soup!" a little ghost spoke first.

Meng Zemeng smiled kindly at the little ghost and glanced at the team: "Oh, they all came out of Huangquan Road, who else doesn't want to drink this soup I boiled?"

"I don't want to drink," a small voice sounded in the team, Xiao Qingtian followed the voice and looked over, a petite girl, only a timid look. His face was pale but his tone was firm, "I made an appointment with my boyfriend, if there is really an underworld in this world, Meng Po Tang and reincarnation, we will be together in the next life, I will wait for him here!"