For Qingyun, this is definitely a dilemma.

It seems that Ye Qingli's meaning is already obvious, and he is the one who packs his luggage.

However, I still don't want to clean it up.

Not to mention anything else, let's just say that Tang Yuan's luggage is really a headache.

But in order to save his meat bun, does he have any other choice?

Of course not!

There is no choice.

This meat bun is really his weakness.

Since the weakness is in the hands of others, what else is there to say.

Naturally, I can't say anything I don't want to do.

Now, it seems that there is only one option, and that is -

Admit it!

Ye Qingli saw that Qingyun was still grinding and chirping, and hesitated, what is the best way to deal with depressed people?

Naturally, it has been tough, it has always been tough, and there has been no other better way.

Ye Qingli smiled and decided to give this divine beast a little ruthless.

A dose of fierce medicine went down, and I still didn't believe that he could still be disobedient.

The next second he made up his mind, Ye Qingli quickly escaped a bun from the bun bag.

It's really a chubby, white and tender big meat bun.

Because the weather is getting cooler, there is still fog on it.

This is really hot, she shook the bun in front of his eyes defiantly:

"To be honest, I still haven't eaten enough, this food is in front, not everyone can stop this charm."

Although, in Ye Qingli's opinion, this bun is really not a delicacy. But in the eyes of the divine beast Qingyun, everything was completely different.

Isn't that the most delicious food in the world for him?

Ye Qingli looked at the bun, revealing a slight eagerness, such a look really made Qingyun afraid.

His little hand trembled and stretched out, trying to stop Ye Qingli from attacking his beloved bun, but he was too far away to save the bun.

He felt like his little heart was dripping blood.

What to do, what to do, Qingyun at this time is completely like an ant on a hot pot, so anxious.

But it's useless to just go around, you have to think of a way, a great way to deal with it.

Just now, Ye Qingli said......

"Wait, master, I think your proposal is very good, in fact I also thought at first that it would be better for me to clean up.

This divine beast will definitely be able to do this little thing perfectly! ”

Qingyun hurriedly responded to this matter, just kidding, this is a matter of life and death for his buns, and he is really not sloppy at all.

Ye Qingli smiled, this divine beast, patronizing his buns, didn't pay attention to what he said, how inconsistent and contradictory his words were.

Ye Qingli raised his eyebrows: "Then ...... you now"

Ye Qingli looked at him, his intention couldn't be more obvious, since the matter is so clear now, why don't you hurry up and clean up, what are you doing here?

Qingyun's hands trembled uneasily, but his eyes were always very purposeful, chasing the buns in a very directional way, and he seemed to be full of nostalgia.

Ye Qingli is really hard to understand, Qingyun's almost obsessive love for buns.

The mythical beast likes this, and it can endure binge eating.

It's just that as long as she thinks that this divine beast is her own family, she has an unbelievable feeling.

Qingyun was in the state of being driven to the shelves, and when he heard this, even if he was unwilling, after twisting for a while, he still obediently complied.

"I'll go, I'll go!"

Isn't it just luggage, it's definitely not a difficult thing to pack.

After he stomped his foot, he immediately went into action.

It's not that he was nervous and anxious, but that Ye Qingli didn't give him a chance not to be nervous and in a hurry.

- She has already started to eat steamed buns, slowly and leisurely, and she is anxious.

Ye Qingli smiled, looked at his busy back, and said:

"You'd better hurry up, otherwise the buns won't be visible at all."

Ye Qingli smiled, watched him turn his head, and smiled even brighter:

"You can't have some free time to see me, in this case, the buns will probably disappear faster."

Qingyun glanced at her with resentment, the white and fat bun was wiped out by his own master, and he really had a hard time.

After all, his handle, like the bag, is tightly held in his hand.

He took a deep breath, then relentlessly confided.

What to do, what else to do?

In the room, there are all kinds of things brought out, clothes, dry food, as well as plant illustrated books, maps, coils and so on.

Things are very complicated and numerous, and they are scattered on a huge table.

Ye Qingli touched the ring on his finger, thinking in his heart that these things could be placed in the void.

Her fingers caressed the ring, and a bright and moist glow flowed in the silver-white sky.

There's never an end to the storage space.

But at this time, let's let Qingyun be busy.

It stands to reason that this guy has been following him for so long, and he has shared his memories with himself, so he won't be unaware of the existence of the Sky Devourer.

Then there is only one possibility, that is, he really cares about it, because he is anxious about this thing that makes him care, and for a while, he doesn't even think of such an important thing.

The inside of that big package is being filled little by little.

The speed at which the wind swept away the fallen leaves gave Ye Qingli the illusion for a moment:

Qingyun is on the verge of spiraling out of control.

It turned out to be just because of the buns.

It's hard for others to understand how much they love something.

In particular, some are not too special at the beginning, or are too special to understand.

Ye Qingli watched him quickly pack up his things, bit half of the bun, and held it in his hand.

She looked at the bun in her hand, and it was really thin and meaty, and the dough that had been bitten and tightened made the dough even thinner.

Inside, the meat is full and covers the entire dough.

It looks really tempting.

Ye Qingli was indeed not very hungry, but he was also aroused by this visual stimulation.

She smiled, and finally put the bun down.

It was placed on a table next to it.

Originally, she ate this to stimulate Qingyun, but not for any other reason.

She touched her chin and estimated that at Qingyun's speed, it wouldn't take long to clean up the whole thing.

His potential seems to have been stimulated.

Ye Qingli sat down, Xiao Ling didn't speak, silently watching the scenes happening in front of him.

Qingyun is so diligent, but it is rare to see it.