Chapter 53: Conquering the Guardian Beast

There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't want it.

Boiling water to brew a pot of jasmine tea, Ye Qing half-squinted, and drank tea leisurely and comfortably, no longer entangled, the true point of the smart realm, the trick, where is it, and what is the cultivation method.

His heart is so good, and when he encounters a hurdle that he can't pass, he will lie on his stomach and drum for a while.

Well!

To put it nicely, this is called open-mindedness!

To put it mildly, this is called silly!

Drip!

As soon as he finished drinking a pot of jasmine tea, Ye Qing's mobile phone shook when he put it on the coffee table, and he picked up the mobile phone and took a look, it was a message from the little senior sister, "Well, where is the little calf?"

Ye Qing smiled back, "Be at home obediently, sit and wait for the little senior sister to come home." ”

"The old lady wants to eat hot pot tonight, you go to the supermarket downstairs to buy a package of hot pot base, the hot pot base should be spicy, you little calf don't buy the wrong one for the old lady, and then buy some ingredients for the hot pot back." ”

Ye Qing replied with a tearful expression, "But the little minion Mu is rich, and he kneels down and begs the little senior sister to reward two hundred oceans!"

The little sister was forced to squint back, and sent a red envelope over with the words "take it to prostitution"

The little sister is so urinated, and an old lady talks about meat, and she is more grandfather than the grandfather.

In this regard, Ye Qing has long been accustomed to the common strange and not strange, click on the red envelope, and get two hundred oceans.

"Authentic!" Squinting and smiling, Ye Qing cleaned up the coffee table, kicked up his mobile phone, and went to the supermarket downstairs to buy hot pot base and ingredients.

I went downstairs empty-handed, and went upstairs with two plastic bags full of ingredients.

When he returned to the nest, he didn't see the pit forcing the little senior sister to come back, Ye Qing put down the ingredients, took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to the pit forcing the hour, "Why hasn't the little senior sister come back yet?"

After three seconds, he forced the little sister, "In a meeting, I have to go back in half an hour, little calf, prepare for the old lady first, and when the old lady goes back, the little calf will serve the old lady for dinner......"

"Gotcha!"

Ye Qing replied to the message, squinted and smiled, and rolled up his arms to do it.

After a while, everything was ready.

Ye Qing took out the induction cooker and put it on the dining table, burned the fried hot pot base, washed and cut the ingredients, and put them on the table

Sit back and wait for the pit to force the little sister to go home.

Twenty minutes later.

"Da Da Da!"

There was a sound of thin heels knocking on the ground outside the door, and then the door was locked, and Murong Yurou, who was dressed in a professional suit, pushed the door and stepped into the entrance.

The room is full of spicy hot pot flavor.

Murong Yurou stood in the hallway, the tip of her nose sniffed the spicy hot pot smell of the house, her eyebrows rose, she seemed to be very satisfied with the bottom of the spicy pot fried by Ye Qing, took off her stiletto high heels, put on cotton slippers, walked to the living room table with a tap, and sat down facing Ye Qing.

"Little Senior Sister!" Ye Qing squinted at Murong Yurou and smiled.

Take a look at the red and hot spicy pot bottom, and then look at the table full of hot pot ingredients she likes to eat.

"The little calf is so good, it's so tender!"

Murong Yurou half-pouted her plump round buttocks under the professional suit and touched Ye Qing's brain.

"Then I have to drop, and I don't see who my little junior brother is!" Ye Qing grinned as if he was invited,

Murong Yurou touched Ye Qing's skull and was addicted, rubbing it up and down, left and right.

Then, he raised his hand and gave Ye Qing a scalp, his eyebrows rose, and he smiled like a little fox, "As long as you are well-behaved, the old lady will buy you a gai, if you are not well-behaved, the old lady will give you a crooked brain!"

"-__-" Ye Qing held his forehead with his hand.

Another old lady who poisoned Douyin's small videos, can't you watch more positive small videos, what are you doing with these messes?!

"Let's go!"

After teasing Ye Qing, Murong Yurou picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of marinated beef slices, and threw them into the piping hot spicy red soup.

Eat a hot pot.

The table is full of ingredients, as long as it is the little sister who likes to eat and likes to eat, there is nothing left, one and a half pounds of fresh beef, Ye Qing only got two slices, and the rest all went into the belly of the little sister, this is especially Murong Yurou ate to the end, rubbing the round little belly that he ate, he really couldn't eat it, so he was rewarded with food.

Angry Ye Qing...... I really want to jump to scold my mother.

After eating the hot pot, the little sister was forced to pick up the remote control, lie on the sofa and watch TV, the endgame or something, all of which were thrown to his hard-pressed little minion to clean up.

Clean up the table and wash the dishes.

Ye Qing silently nestled on the sofa, and glanced at the little senior sister out of the corner of her eye, the pair of breasts that were not like words.

The heart said, "I don't see fat on my waist when I eat so many spicy things, no wonder the amount of milk is so low, it turns out that I came here!"

Murong Yurou, who was lying on the sofa watching TV, saw Ye Qing sit down, propped up her head with her elbows, glanced at him, and said with a command, "Little calf, make a pot of jasmine tea for the old lady, and scrape the stomach fat." ”

"Little Senior Sister, I just sat down, and my ass hasn't been hot yet!" Ye Qing grinned, a little resistant.

Old girl, you really treat me as your little minion, huh?

"Huh?"

Murong Yurou came over with a slanted eye, Ye Qing hurriedly put on a dog-legged look, stood up straight, and said, "Okay, the little slave will serve the queen to drink tea ...... immediately", and began to boil water to make tea.

Make a pot of jasmine tea.

Ye Qing poured a cup of jasmine tea, held the bone china cup in both hands, hunched his waist, respectfully brought it, and lay on his side in front of Murong Yurou on the sofa, "Your Majesty, your jasmine tea tea ......"

"Uh-huh!"

Murong Yurou glanced at him, lazily took the bone china cup, took a sip of jasmine tea, and handed it to Ye Qing, "It's too hot, the little slave will blow cool water for the palace!"

"Gotcha!"

The corners of Ye Qing's mouth twitched twice, daring to be angry but not daring to speak, he accepted it, holding the bone china cup in his hand, knocking lightly, and after estimating the appropriate temperature of the tea, Ye Qing put the bone china cup in front of Murong Yurou with both hands.

Twisting his fingers and taking a sip of the bone china cup, it was just right, Murong Yurou lazily drank a cup of jasmine tea and handed the empty cup to Ye Qing.

Ye Qing took the bone china cup and asked, "Little Senior Sister, do you want another cup?"

Murong Yurou closed her autumn eyes slightly and shook her head slightly.

"Whew!"

Ye Qing secretly breathed, he was really a difficult master to serve, and sighed secretly in his heart, "That's it, even if it's a punishment for me to see your nakedness, right?"

Come to think of it.

Ye Qing was taken aback, remembering the matter of calling the second senior brother at noon, she pinched her courage, sat at Murong Yurou's feet, and helped her knead her ankles.

Murong Yurou squinted her eyes with great enjoyment, and gave Ye Qing a smile.

After kneading for a while, Ye Qing asked cautiously, "Little Senior Sister, I'll call the second senior brother at noon today, the second senior brother said that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I will call you in the afternoon, did the second senior brother call you?"

"No!" Murong Yurou shook her head slightly at Ye Qing, and said to herself, "It's also ha, speaking of which, I haven't seen the second senior brother for three years, since the second senior brother became the president of the Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, he is busy, and he doesn't like to take care of us little puffers......"

"Whew!"

Hearing that the second senior brother didn't call the little senior sister to tell the truth, the boulder hanging in Ye Qing's heart finally landed safely.

"That's right!" Murong Yurou suddenly stood up.

Seeing this, Ye Qing's heart trembled

Murong Yurou stared at Ye Qing with a fierce face and asked, "Little calf, have you ever said bad things about your little senior sister in front of the second senior brother?"

"Where!"

Ye Qing's head shook like a rattle, and he reassured again and again, "Little Senior Sister, the sinking fish and wild goose you gave birth to are shy of the moon, and the flowers are all over the country and the city, and you can be called the number one beauty in China, how can I say bad things about you to the second senior brother, Little Senior Sister, you are ...... to?"

Thousands of wears, but sycophants don't wear.

"Well, hmph!" Murong Yurou squinted her eyes very happily, and then glanced at Ye Qing, the corners of her lips curled, and her toes were raised, "Forgive me, a little calf, and I don't dare to say bad things about my mother on the phone of the second senior brother!"

"Yes, yes!"

Ye Qing smiled dryly, "Why would I say bad things about the second senior brother and praise you for not being in a hurry!"

"Humph!"

Murong Yurou squinted, didn't pay attention to Ye Qing anymore, and instead lay on the sofa on her side to watch the TV series she was chasing.

Meanwhile.

Nanshan, Xiangshan Mid-Mountain Villa Area, 7 blocks.

Den.

Bai Chaoge sat behind the desk and sat upright.

The old butler, Bai Lao, stood in front of the desk with his hands down, and said slowly, "Little young master, that little grandmaster arrived in the deep city ahead of schedule, and he asked the old slave to ask the little young master, when do you want him to do it?"

Bai Chaoge, who had a dark vulture in his eyes, heard the words of the old housekeeper, and didn't think about it, and blurted out, "Immediately, immediately! I want that little beast not to live for a moment!"

"Okay, little master!" Bai Lao nodded, hunched over and was about to step out of the study.

"Bai Lao!"

Bai Chaoge seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly called out to the old butler who was about to step out of the study.

The old butler stopped and turned around, looked at Bai Chaoge suspiciously, and asked, "Little master, do you have any other orders?"

Bai Chaoge thought for a while and said, "Tell him, don't let him do anything in the Honghu Community, let alone alarm Sister Murong...... That little beast is a disciple of Old Man Murong's old friend......"

"This matter, don't alarm Old Man Murong...... Tell him that he wants to kill that little beast without knowing it, destroy the corpse, and leave no future trouble!"

"Okay, little master!"

The old butler bowed slightly, and then smiled kindly at Bai Chaoge, "The old slave saves the importance of the matter!"

Bai Chaoge squinted his eyes and nodded to the old butler, who turned around and walked straight out of the study.

Late at night.

The full moon hangs high in the night sky, the stars are shining, the night breeze is blowing through the treetops, and the leaves are all chirping.

"Jingle bell!" A rapid mobile phone ringing in the silence suddenly rang in my ears.

Shocked, Ye Qing, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, was excited.

Turning his head to look at the mobile phone on the bedside table, he saw that he was forcing the little sister to send him a video request on WeChat.

"Old lady, do you know that your little junior brother is wandering too weakly, and he almost shocked you with cerebral palsy in the WeChat video he came!" Ye Qing shook his head helplessly.

Pick up your phone and glance at the time. Ye Qing blew up directly, "It's more than two o'clock in the middle of the night, you send a video of wool!"

Thumb-click to turn on.

The video is connected, and under the orange light, the video screen shows half of the little sister's face with unkempt hair.

Ye Qing asked angrily, "Little Senior Sister, it's two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, looking for me Gaha?"

I saw that in the video screen, the little sister who was unkempt and only showed half of her face, pouted at him, and said pitifully, "I'm hungry......"

"it!"

!-__-!

Four black lines appeared in Ye Qing's head, and he wanted to drop his mobile phone.

You ruined old.

A whole pot of hot pot at night, but it's all you don't have.

It's only half past two in the middle of the night, and you're telling me I'm hungry?

Murong Yurou, as your little junior brother!

I would like to interview you, please tell me loudly, are you the reincarnation of a manure machine?

in the video.

Murong Yurou saw that Ye Qing didn't know what she was thinking, she was stunned at her in a daze, and pursed her lips pitifully, "Little calf, people want to eat the handsome pot and spicy pot outside the community!"

"Whew... Suck it!"

Ye Qing took a deep breath and secretly reminded herself to be calm, she is your little sister.

I couldn't resist the idea of going to 'shoot' the little senior sister.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out five words from between his teeth, "I'll buy it for you!"

"Moda!" Murong Yu smiled softly and turned off the video.

The picture goes black.

Ye Qing turned on the light, put on his clothes, picked up his mobile phone again, and opened the door.

Meanwhile.

Just when the lights were on in Room 404 of Building 2.

On the treetop of a fake coconut tree diagonally facing Room 404 in the Honghu community, a figure suddenly flashed down.

The figure landed, silently, on tiptoe, leaping forward, like a glimpse under the moon, fleeting.

Comes and goes without a trace.