"Miss, then let's pack up quickly so that we can go out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Where is there still a half-aggrieved look, Ling Feifei is not mistaken, there is clearly a triumphant snicker in her eyes.

"What's the hurry? After freshening up, I have breakfast before going out! Ling Feifei couldn't help but laugh when he saw that her movements were smooth, and she was changing and washing her clothes neatly, looking anxious.

"Miss, the sugar gourd is the best when it comes out of the oven!" Although he said that, he didn't stop moving, remembering the sugar gourd that had just come out of the oven, and couldn't help but suck the saliva that was about to flow out.

"That sugar gourd doesn't have long legs, and it can't run, seeing that you're anxious, how can you eat hot tofu?" Ling Feifei smiled helplessly, seeing that she had indeed mellowed a lot during this time, it seemed that this girl's life was much more comfortable than herself.

"Miss!" Zhu'er didn't care, urging Ling Feifei to finish breakfast and leave the house.

"What's the hurry, take the yellow bird and go find a fake half-immortal!" Ling Feifei instructed, firstly, to inquire about Wu Qi's affairs, and secondly, it was indeed much more convenient for him to inquire about the matter of the void space in the rivers and lakes.

"What about Yu Qian?" Naturally, Zhu'er can't forget her rival, and she will starve him to death today.

"Naturally, he is the personal guard sent by the prince to protect me." Ling Feifei laughed dumbly, remembering his reluctant appearance, he felt very funny, the more he avoided Miss Ben, Miss Ben didn't let you get his wish.

After the meal, Ling Feifei let Yu Qian pass on and asked him to go outside the house with him.

Yu Qian, who was still eating steamed buns, was naturally choked, why did he leave the house again? I just want to be the prince's guard.

Then slowly upgraded from a low-level guard to a high-level guard, and then from a family affair in the family, married a wife and had children, and walked to the pinnacle of life, his own requirements are so low, why does God not let him get his wish.

Remembering that some time ago, he was chased by the guards of Wangchun Pavilion and only had half a life left, and when he finally got rid of it, he looked for the two people outside for a long time, and he had no clue, and when he returned to the house to inquire, he knew that the master and servant had already returned to the house.

Thinking about it, those two must have thrown themselves out of the clouds, and they were stupidly looking for a day outside, hey, since they met Ling Feifei, how could they be described by a miserable word.

Seeing that they were only looking forward to buying things in front of them at the moment, especially a certain maid deliberately shook the shiny sugar gourd in her hand in front of her eyes, and proudly raised her eyebrows to herself.

Yu Qian's face was full of black lines, and he didn't even want to give Ying Cheng's smirk. The expressionlessness of the face is your own reaction.

"Hmph, miss, look at him, he shouldn't be a fool! Don't blink when you see something delicious. Zhu'er took a bite of the hawthorn and said vaguely.

"I guess I have facial paralysis." Seeing this, Ling Feifei was tight.

Hey, you're enough, I'm not deaf, I can hear you speak clearly, Yu Qian almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. They let themselves come out to amuse them, thinking of this, Yu Qian became even more determined to ask the prince to change his errand.

"Yu Qian, do you want to eat it, Miss Ben will buy you a bunch." Ling Feifei finally asked kindly.

"The subordinates don't dare, thank the master." Yu Qian said respectfully, eating people with a short mouth and taking people softly, not to mention that she bought it, and she didn't dare to ask for it if she killed herself.

"No, here you go!" Ling Feifei didn't care whether he wanted to or not, he directly stuffed a string of sugar gourds into his mouth, and when he saw that he had a sugar gourd in his mouth and couldn't react, the master and servant laughed.

Ignoring his embarrassment, the two of them went forward.

Yu Qian, who was still in place, had not yet come back to his senses, and the melt-in-the-mouth sugar coating ran down his throat, sweet with a slight sourness, he had never eaten this kind of food eaten by villains and women, who didn't want to eat a sugar gourd at this age.

I didn't vomit it, and when I was a child, I remember that I was very eager to eat once, but my family was poor, and I was sensible and never pleaded.

When you have money to eat, you are already past that age, and now you can't let go of your mouth, since you have it, just eat it!

This sweet and sour taste rippled in my heart, and I still ate the remaining sugar gourd with a few expressionless faces, and then chased after it.

"Miss, I don't know where the fake half-immortal is today?" Zhu'er was sitting in the private room of the restaurant on the second floor, looking at the endless stream of people on the street through Fulan, and her right hand was tearing off a goose leg, and she smiled.

"Don't worry, he naturally can't hide anywhere with a yellow bird." Ling Feifei smiled leisurely, but he was not in a hurry.

"Miss, you're ...... Try it, the roast goose here is the most famous in Los Angeles. Zhu'er took a bite hard, and then remembered Gu Ling Feifei.

"Eat, Miss Ben is not hungry." Ling Feifei looked at her gobbling up, did you only think of Miss Ben now?

"Then you're welcome." Zhu'er hurriedly stuffed the goose legs in her hand, and waited for most of the roast geese to go down, only then did she burp and smile with satisfaction, before sticking out her tongue to Yu Qian, who was standing not far away.

Yu Qian decided to continue to ignore Zhu'er's grimace, continue to look at the eyes, nose to nose, but there was still the sweet and sour meaning of hawthorn between the teeth.

"Boom!"

A loud noise suddenly came from the private room next door, which frightened Ling Feifei and the others, and when they heard the sound of the door opening and closing next door, they regained their calm.

Ling Feifei bowed his head to Qian, and saw Yu Qian walking quickly to the partition connected to the next door, attaching his ear to the wall, concentrating on his breath, and listening carefully to the sound next door.

Ling Feifei was not in a hurry, and patiently drank a sip of Mingqian Xuemaofeng tea, the unique floral fragrance made people's hearts move, and Zhu'er also quietly attacked the remaining half of the roast goose body beside him.

After a while, I saw Yu Qian come over and bow to the armrest, and said in a low voice, "The people next door are like aliens, and they can't understand their words at all!" It seems to be arguing about something, though. ”

Alien? There are a lot of alien races around the Ming Dynasty, at this moment in Los Angeles, are they in business or people with ulterior motives, Ling Feifei's eyes sank, he knew that although many alien races bowed down to the Ming Dynasty, they may not be without ambition.

I walked quickly to the wall, and intermittently heard a whisper from next door, "Lord...... Don't ...... ..... kill"

After a long time, I heard a slightly young voice say, "King Rongben...... Thinking ..... maybe ......"

"Shh......h Partition wall ......"

Ling Feifei didn't continue to listen, Jurchen clan? Fortunately, I roughly understand a few foreign languages, and I call myself the king, hehe, it seems that this Los Angeles will set off some kind of bloody storm. I wouldn't be stupid enough to think that this Jurchen king came to Los Angeles to watch the prosperous folk customs of the Ming Dynasty.

With a cold snort, Ling Feifei didn't say much after all, "Miss, I'm done eating, when will I leave?" Zhu'er saw that Ling Feifei was stunned, so she simply asked.

"What's the hurry!" Picked up the tea bowl and blew it gently, took a sip slowly, and then leaned on the soft couch next to him to close his eyes and recuperate.