The later autumn caught the eagle from the head of the dragon well, took the letter from its feet, and commanded as he walked inside:

"Don't go yet, I'll read the letter, and if there are other requirements, you can do it together......"

Long Jing nodded, glared fiercely at the eagle who was eating meat on the side, turned around and turned back into the room.

He was a little curious, he didn't know what Miss Ye would write to her master, did she mention Ah Ping......

If Miss Ye writes that she misses her master, the master should be in a much better mood......

However, Yue Wanqiu's expression was not as clear as he imagined, and instead of ...... It turned out to be a doubt.

Yue Wanqiu held the letter, spread it on the table and read it again, then looked at the light again, turned the letter upside down and read it again, and finally took the fire fold and lit the candle, ready to bake it with the candle......

The corners of Long Jing's mouth twitched, "Master, is it possible that Miss Ye still understands these secret methods to write letters?" Even if you understand, then in the desert, there are still those conditions?! ”

Longjing, who has been specially trained, naturally knows the secret method of writing letters, but it also requires special tools to do it!

The later Qiu was depressed and handed the letter to Longjing.

"Look at ......"

Long Jing immediately panicked, and quickly waved his little hand, "No, no...... Where am I qualified to watch ......"

Yue Wanqiu shoved the letter into his hand, "Help me take a look, this is writing...... No, what does it mean to draw? ”

Long Jing took it over and looked at it, and he dared to love his master because he couldn't understand Miss Ye's letter, so he was depressed......

He picked it up and looked at it, and he was stunned. Reading nests

After being silent for a while, he asked tentatively, "Master...... I would venture to ask, could it be that Miss Ye can't write? ”

"......" Yue Wanqiu stretched out her hand and gave Long Jing a critical blow, "She is so good at writing, she comes to write poems as soon as she opens her mouth, how can she not write?" ”

"I was wrong, I was wrong...... Longjing was depressed, since Miss Ye can write, what are you doing with these two patterns, isn't this torturing her own master and torturing herself by the way!

"I can still understand this leaf, maybe it refers to herself......" Yue Wanqiu pointed to the brightly painted leaf on it, "It's just the pattern next to this, what does it mean?" ”

He was referring to the thing in the shape of a heart drawn by Ye Zhizhi, he had experienced so much, and he had never seen such a strange sign.

"Xu ...... Xu is Miss Ye thinks it's funny to draw like this...... "Longjing is confused, harm, a fairy like Miss Ye, you can't even guess the master, how can I understand a little shrimp!"

The later Qiu didn't speak, obviously he couldn't guess what Ye Zhizhi meant and sulked.

Long Jing was afraid that he would suffer again, so he turned the letter upside down, and had an idea, "Master, you see this thing is upside down, the leaves are still leaves, but this pattern is like that peach, right?" ”

Speaking of this, he patted his head and suddenly realized, "It turns out that this is not two separate patterns, this is the master of the peach!" The top is peach flesh, and the bottom is peach leaves, this is Miss Ye wants to eat peaches! ”

Yue Wanqiu was a little suspicious, "Really? ”

Long Jing felt that he was right, and nodded busily, "It must be so!" I've heard Ah Ping say before that Miss Ye's first store opened a premium store to sell food, and it was purely for her own convenience...... Now that Miss Ye has been walking in the desert for several days, I think I really want to eat some well-hydrated fruits, this peach is ah......"

Yue Wanqiu pondered for a while, felt that Longjing made sense, and immediately ordered: "Okay, then you can find a basket of peaches and prepare it, put it in the ice cellar, and when one of them comes back, I will send it to her......"

Long Jing was confused, "Master, this is autumn, where did the peaches come from?!" ”

Yue Wanqiu raised her eyebrows unhappily, "It's the peaches you said, now let you go find a few peaches, you can't do it?" ”

"......" Long Jingmo, after doing it for a long time, he still pitted himself!