Qing'er is embarrassed!

Big?

Grow up?

She silently lowered her head, looking at her own flat river, and her heart was blocked.

Huh, isn't it small?

It's simply that the wood is good or not!

Thinking of herself who was still in the pre-development of her teenage years in her previous life for two hundred years, Qing'er's face was rare and difficult to see. It's not generally ugly, it's quite quite ugly. I can't put it into words.

It's like a person who is running on the road to eternal life, and suddenly has a death certificate issued by the doctor, and his mood can be imagined.

Is it genetic?

Her mother wraps herself tightly all the year round, like a goddess of the Nine Heavens, always so noble. What about her sister? She wears a big red shirt all year round, and her wide robe covers every inch of her skin. It's obviously a bewitching red, but it makes her wear a taste of abstinence.

The goddess of the ascetic department.

The goddess of the noble line.

So what the hell is she?

Clear soup with little cabbage?

Qing'er stared at the dishes in the bowl and decided to turn her grief and anger into appetite and eat it in a big way. I ate three more bowls of rice than usual, and I almost scared the girls around me to death. Whenever someone tried to persuade her, they were shocked by the cold air emitted from her body. They naturally understood that Qing'er didn't want them to come.

"It's not good to eat too much." Just when Qing'er was about to eat two more bowls, Zhong Jingyan finally spoke.

Watching a woman play masochism in front of herself, she can endure it until this time, which shows that her heart is not ordinary ruthless.

Qing'er couldn't help but think in her heart, "But, I'm very hungry." ”

"Eating eight bowls of rice in one sitting, too, will have immediate results." Zhong Jingyan meant something.

Qing'er spit out a mouthful of old blood, looking at Zhong Jingyan with teary eyes, her tearful appearance was so pitiful. Who would have thought that the guy who killed the poisonous girl with one move would have such a cute and weak side?

Even he couldn't think of it.

So did she deliberately let him know her identity? Zhong Jingyan stared at Qing'er, who pretended to be pitiful, and her eyes were suspicious. He believes that with her ability, it is impossible to show flaws. At least for a short time, it will be difficult for him to track down her identity.

She was afraid that she never wanted to hide it from him.

"Then I won't eat it." Thinking about it like this, Zhong Jingyan's heart softened.

Where did Zhong Jingyan think that as an unpredictable master, Qing'er is a scum in terms of strategy. is still a scumbag with a very good character, and his luck is unbeatable.

Qing'er complained with those misty eyes, did he treat her reaction as air?

"Hungry!" The stubbornness in the bones of a certain girl came to her, and she didn't intend to compromise at all.

"Where are you hungry?" Zhong Jingyan's sharp eyes swept down meaningfully, and finally landed in front of her ribs.

Qing'er put the chopsticks in her hand on the table domineeringly, and suddenly remembered Xiao Yu'er's deep eyes. She was distracted, took a deep breath, and put down her chopsticks gracefully.

Damn ladylike temperament!

It's obviously still a little Lori, a little Lori who hasn't grown up for two hundred years, and it's still more than ten years away from the lady's age!

But can she resist?

Of course not.

Can the deterrent power of small fish be changed overnight? It is estimated that Qing'er will not be able to get rid of the influence of Xiaoyuer in this life.

"Lord Wang, do you like steamed buns or xiaolongbao?" Qing'er squinted her eyes and put away her pitiful appearance, and became shrewd, but if she said it, why was the painting style wrong?