Looking at the dust stained on the fingertips, there was silence.

I thought that I had slept with such a little mud monkey for one night.

Big Chi's eyes were a little disgusted.

Push the little girl up.

"Go wash and change your clothes."

Lord Spirit Sword hasn't disliked you yet, but you still dare to dislike her?

Bah!

Then he looked at the dust on his sleeve.

Qinghui raised his hand.

Rebelliously rubbed him.

In the end, Chi Yan got up and dodged.

into the kitchen.

Qinghui looked at his thin white fingers.

'Ka Ka, I feel like I've been cheated by you. ’

Shallow Coffee Shake: 'What, what's wrong?' ’

'Humans, too weak, now we are at the same level and can fight. ’

There is no unfairness.

The main thing is that she was actually pressed back by him??

Then he's wounded, not equal! Your Excellency, calm down! ’

Asa used his desire to survive and shouted.

Can't we be willing to live and die together?

I have to make a deep hatred.

Tut.

Troublesome.

Qinghui's gaze fell on the fruit knife on the table next to him.

Thinking about whether it would be reciprocal to give yourself a stab in the shoulder.

I think Qinghui is a problem child.

Chi Yan, who decided to take a look at her first and did not obediently tidy up herself, left the kitchen.

I saw Qinghui looking at the fruit knife on the coffee table with that strange look.

It was as if he was going to swallow the fruit knife.

Chi Yan stood in place and was silent for a moment.

Finally, he dragged the little girl.

Door by door opened.

Find a room that looks more like a little girl's room.

Shoved her in.

Then put away the fruit knife.

This brain.

Fruit knives are not used.

——

Wait until Qinghui finishes washing up and comes out with a change of clothes.

Chi Yan hasn't come out yet.

Qinghui picked up his phone.

Lowered his eyes, looking lazily.

On the phone was the message of her stepmother asking why she didn't go to school today.

Do you care if Lord Lingjian goes to school or not?

Throw the phone in your hand to the next place.

Qinghui lay on the soft sofa.

Too lazy to move.

Freshly washed, half-length hair still dripping scattered on the sofa.

In a short time, a shadow was cast on the droplets.

It didn't take long.

Chi Yan came out of the kitchen with a bowl.

Qinghui doesn't have much stuff here.

I searched for a long time.

Chi Yan also found two tomatoes, a few eggs, and a small bag of rice.

I made tomatoes, egg soup and rice.

Luckily, too.

He usually lives outside and has some life skills.

Make two trips back and forth and place three bowls on the table.

glanced at a certain little girl who was indifferent and lying on the sofa.

Qianjia couldn't help but speak, "Lord Qinghui, it's time to get up and eat." ’

If you don't eat, you'll probably not be able to complete your mission, and you'll starve to death here.

Qinghui flattened: "No, Lord Spirit Sword lives with the sky. ’

Eating is a low-end means of replenishing energy.

She.

Lord Spirit Sword.

It's absolutely not going to do!

"Not up?"

Chi Yan pinched his wrist and looked at this immobile little girl with cold eyebrows.

Bend down.

The breath of the two of them was very close at once.

Qinghui turned over.

From lying on his stomach just now, he has become a frontal lying corpse.

Look at him.

He raised his chin slightly.

Lord Spirit Sword will not compromise with you.

The two of them were a little close just now.

However, the little girl has always been the back, and Chi Yan doesn't feel anything.

Until the little girl turned over.

Her little white face approached suddenly.

Big eyes.

Reflecting his appearance.

Chi Yan's heart jumped, and he subconsciously took two steps back.