Chapter 277: Lovers Eventually Become Brothers and Sisters (4)
Lu Qian's stomach suddenly came out with a scream, he rubbed his stomach with both hands, and said aggrievedly: "Cousin, I'm hungry." β
Qin Gong: "......"
She opened a few secret compartments: "You have everything to eat and drink, take it yourself." β
He was not polite, he reached out and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Cousin, you are so good." β
is obviously two months older than the original owner, but he has a baby face, and he is still white and tender, he looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he is really a twenty-one-year-old person.
After he had eaten and drunk and burped, she lay on the couch and looked at him with her head propped up: "Tell me, why did you hide in my car?" β
He glanced at the thin blanket on the side of the couch, and diligently leaned over to cover her, his eyes sly: "Cousin, aren't you a teacher at the Qianlong Martial Academy?" Can...... Take me in? β
"You want to enter the Martial Arts Academy?" Her eyes narrowed slightly.
"Eun." He nodded frantically.
"If you want to enter the martial arts academy, just talk to my aunt directly, or talk to my father, why do you need to be sneaky?"
The roots of his ears were slightly red: "I, I am the only child at home, my mother is always worried about me, she has to take me everywhere, she will definitely not agree to me to go to the martial arts academy." β
"So you took advantage of my mother's funeral, and my aunt couldn't take care of you, so you sneaked away?"
ββ¦β¦ Rise. β
She chuckled and turned over and lay on the couch: "I have some back pain, come and give me a beating." β
"Then cousin, I'll take me to the martial arts academy after I've served, can you take me to the martial arts academy?"
"It's up to you to behave."
"Absolutely satisfying!"
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Xiao 8 shrank in the corner in front of a dog with no sense of existence, watching him tremble and beat her back and press her waist, until she fell asleep and did not stop, she was obviously drowsy, her hands were trembling, and she was still pressing softly.
What a dedicated kid.
It wasn't until the morning sun shone on his body that the coachman woke up, and he rubbed his inexplicably sore neck: "Miss, are you awake?" β
Qin Gong's voice was lazy: "En." β
"Do you want to rest a little longer or just go away?"
"Let's hurry."
"Okay."
The coachman untied the rope tied to the tree and fed the horses some grass before he took out a piece of bread and drove the carriage with a nibble.
In the car, Lu Qian was already lying on the side of the bed and falling asleep.
Little 8: "He has been waiting for you all night." β
Qin Gong chuckled, sat on the side, and reached out to poke his head: "Come up and sleep." β
He opened his eyes in a daze, then rolled over to the bed and lay down, and fell asleep in seconds.
"Miss, who are you talking to?" The coachman heard her words and hurriedly asked.
"Didn't sleep, keep walking, don't stop."
"Okay."
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It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Lu Qian woke up, and he ate something more under her eyes, but insisted on not drinking water.
She looked at him thoughtfully, smiling.
His face turned red, and his eyes dodged.
"Uncle Chen, stop in front and go down."
Uncle Chen: "...... Good. β
Uncle Chen really stopped in front and hesitated: "Then miss, am I going?" β
"Yes, go ahead."
Uncle Chen's footsteps faded away.
Lu Qian lifted the curtain and made sure that there was no one outside, so he quickly lifted the hem of his clothes and drilled out.
Qin Gong: "Hurry up, don't bump into Uncle Chen." β
"Got itβ"
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In fact.
Uncle Chen was hiding in a big tree not far away, staring at him with half of his head exposed, and when he saw a young man come out of the carriage, his eyes widened.
Master of the house, I may have failed your trust, and I don't even know when this thief boy ran into the carriage!
This thief boy is still a little familiar......
Thinking that this thief boy had been in the carriage with the young lady all night last night, Uncle Chen's old face almost shed tears of remorse. His weak young lady......