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Master Puhui explained, "With the Song Nongnu planting winter wheat and improving the food and clothing of the people, this alone shows that the Song Nongnu is the lucky star of my Daqi!" ”

"Expensive! Guest! ”

Master Puhui is a good monk, he is not Fahai, he knows how to distinguish between human feelings, right and wrong, good and evil, and he is full of kindness to Song Qingyuan, a visitor from another world.

Realizing this, Song Qingyuan's hanging heart finally let go completely.

"Thank you, Master, for your understanding!"

Song Qingyuan stood up and solemnly saluted Master Puhui, his bright eyes splashing.

At this moment, she finally felt the kindness that the world exuded towards her.

"Song Nongnu, please get up!" Master Pratt & Whitney gave it a boost.

"It should be the old man, thank you to Song Nongnu, thank Song Nongnu for everything she has done for my people."

"This is what Yuan'er should do, and he deserves the master's thanks."

Song Qingyuan's eyes were sincere and excited, and his clear voice said slowly.

"When Yuan'er came to Daqi, he is the people of Daqi, and he should use his own modest strength to do what he can for my Daqi and the people."

Song Qingyuan raised his head, his eyes were full of tears, and he had a soft smile on his face, as if he was full of light and wanted to "sacrifice" himself to Daqi.

At this moment, Song Qingyuan felt that he was a "virgin"!

All right!

She did it on purpose!

Three points rely on true feelings, and seven points rely on acting skills!

In order to live, in order not to be regarded as a villain, she can only fight for her acting skills and act!

Although even she thinks that this performance is a bit clumsy, which makes people goosebumps fall to the ground.

That knows, Master Puhui didn't follow her assumptions, a pair of unfathomable eyes, looking at her with a smile, as if he could see through everything.

It's as if to say, you play yours, I watch mine.

Please continue your performance!

Song Qingyuan "......"

I was most afraid that the sudden silence in the air would make her not know how to continue.

"Ahem!"

Song Qingyuan cleared his throat to relieve his embarrassment, and suddenly asked, "Since the master knows that I am not from here, do you know how to go back?" ”

When he asked this sentence, Song Qingyuan's fingers trembled slightly, and a pair of eyes were mixed with expectation, nervousness, and excitement.

It was like a rare treasure in front of her, and she wanted to touch it but didn't dare to touch it, this is how she feels now.

I want to ask but don't dare, and I am afraid to ask it, and I am afraid that the answer I will hear is not what I expected.

"Master......" Song Qingyuan called softly.

Master Puhui raised his head, his eyes met, and in an instant, he became a fairy-like person.

I only heard him say in a deep voice, "The cycle of cause and effect, all have fate, fate is born and perished, fate arises and is scattered, and the destiny of heaven has its own certainty!" ”

"Please also ask the donor to come to him, then he will be at peace and follow the will of heaven."

Providence?

What is Providence?

Was it providence that she came here?

Song Qingyuan is not convinced! Unwilling!

She is just a very ordinary, ordinary person, why did Providence choose her!

For! Miscellaneous! Whatever! Slanting! Slanting! Be! She!

Song Qingyuan's fingers were clenched tightly, even a little pale.

At this moment, she remembered everything that had happened since she crossed over.

She was scared, she was afraid, but she had to keep telling herself to be at peace with what happened, so that she could calm herself.

She obviously doesn't like those selfish relatives, but she has to plan step by step, be false and wrong, and change them step by step to make them humane.

Just because she wants to create an ideal place for herself to live, a slightly warm home.

Now all this has been successful, but on the road to success, she has put in too much effort.

She's tired too!

She's homesick......

I miss my father, I miss my mother, and I think about those carefree lives in modern times.

"Wow!" With a bang, Song Qingyuan broke down and cried, she couldn't go back!

She can't go back!

Although she had long been clearly aware of this, when this matter was brought to the fore, she realized that she couldn't accept it at all.

For four years, the longing for her family that she had hidden in her heart never disappeared.

She wants to go home!

This may be her last chance.

Because Song Qingyuan herself has realized that once she becomes her own child, she will be trapped here, and she will never be able to give up everything here, and she will completely lose hope of going back.

And the last chance was also annihilated by Master Pratt & Whitney himself, and she couldn't go back!

There's no way back!

"Daddy...... Mommy ......"

The more Song Qingyuan thought about it, the more sad he became, and he called unconsciously.

It wasn't until a long time later that Song Qingyuan raised his head, wiped away his tears, and smiled shyly, "Yuan'er lost his temper and made the master smile." ”

"Although the old man is an outsider, he can understand the affection of his flesh and blood." Master Pratt & Whitney whispered.

"Master Xie is considerate!"

Song Qingyuan stood up and flicked slightly, "It's not right for Yuan'er to disturb the master's rest, if it's too late today, Yuan'er will retire." ”

After speaking, Song Qingyuan turned around and left.

The moment the door opened, a pair of crimson eyes slammed straight in.

"Lord Xiao......" Song Qingyuan exclaimed softly.

It turned out that Master Xiao had been standing outside the door of Master Pratt & Whitney.

But with Lord Xiao's kung fu and the fact that the room is not soundproof, wouldn't what they just said ......

Song Qingyuan's heart "suddenly" twice, and he hesitated, "Lord Xiao, I ......"

Before she finished speaking, she was hugged into an embrace, looked up and looked at each other, and by the faint light, Song Qingyuan finally saw clearly, it was a crazy face.

It's like the legendary madness, hideous and terrifying, like a demon from hell.

"Lord Xiao!"

Song Qingyuan spoke again, his voice soft, as if he wanted to regain Xiao Jingduo's sanity, and as if he was afraid of disturbing the person in front of him and making him completely out of control.

"How do you ......"

Before she finished speaking, an overwhelming breath rushed towards her, and a hot and fierce kiss kissed her lips and blocked her unfinished words.

At the moment when the kiss fell, the door behind Song Qingyuan closed with a "bang".

Master Puhui sat at the table, holding a teacup, shaking his head and saying helplessly, "Young! It's the flesh and blood that Fang Gang ......"

"Alas......" the sigh of Master Pratt & Whitney is destined to be annihilated in the air.

Because at this time, whether it is Xiao Jingduo or Song Qingyuan, they have no time to take care of anything else.

Song Qingyuan only felt that the whole person was going to be strangled to death in Xiao Jingduo's arms.

There was not a single gap between the two, and the hot and intense kiss seemed to melt her.

Song Qingyuan couldn't breathe, and his whole body was empty because of the lack of oxygen.

She was stunned, motionless, like a doll.

After that, the world swirled again until "Shhh Pull! The sound sounded, and Song Qingyuan suddenly woke up from the empty state, and his pupils contracted sharply.

found that she had come to the bed in Xiao Jingduo's room, and shouted in panic, "Xiao! Scenery! Bell! ”

"What are you going to do!" I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~