Shortly after Nangong Wenqing left, Qianqiao's long eyelashes moved slightly, and there were signs of waking up.

"Hmm..."

Qian Qian let out a groan, and slowly opened her eyes.

"I'm here... Back to your room?"

Touching her head, which was still a little dizzy, Qian Qiao got up and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

"I was waiting for dinner yesterday... And then... What's wrong?"

Qian Qiao tried to remember what happened last night with her not-sober-minded head, then raised her hands and put her head in her head and began to wail.

"Hmm... Ahh

At this time, Qianqiao finally remembered what she did yesterday, she actually used the third uncle's hand as an ice eye mask, and even fell asleep directly in the back!

"I don't have a face to see people~"

Qianqiao fell back to the bed and covered her head with the quilt, wanting to die first, she didn't want to face reality at all now.

"Knock knock..."

The sudden knock on the door made Qian Qiao's body stiffen.

"Girl, are you up? Get up and eat something, you didn't eat anything last night..."

Uncle Qi's voice came from outside the door, and it was obvious that he had heard Qian Qiao's wail just now.

"Uncle Qi, wait a minute!"

Qianqiao quickly got up from the bed, and found that she had slept without even changing her pajamas last night, and now she didn't need to change her clothes, so she hurriedly ran to open the door after applying a cleaning technique to herself.

Qianqiao had to sigh at the convenience of the cultivation realm, no need to wash and make, no need to dress up, a piece of clothing top a hundred, and it also has its own cleaning effect, there is nothing that cannot be solved by a set of spells, if there is, then two sets.

"Uncle Qi~ What's delicious today?"

Qian Qiao opened the door, obediently called someone, stepped forward and affectionately grabbed Uncle Qi's arm and followed him downstairs.

"Girl, today there is your favorite Qingyuan crab roe bun, which Uncle Qi and I specially caught for you from the Qingyuan River~"

Qi Blade likes Qianqiao's way of getting closer, like a little granddaughter, although Qianqiao calls himself Uncle Qi, but the two of them walk together, they must be more like grandchildren, Qi Blade laughed unconsciously for his imagination.

"Uncle Qi, what are you laughing at? I see! You must be secretly eating something good behind my back!"

Seeing that Uncle Qi seemed to be thinking something, Qian Qiao was still snickering alone, and teased playfully.

"You girl, what is there to eat Uncle Qi is not the first to think about you?

"Hee-hee~I knew that Uncle Qi was the best for me~"

Qianqiao immediately behaved obediently, which made Uncle Qi laugh.

Nangong Wenqing, who was waiting for the two of them downstairs, heard the laughter getting closer and closer, and the corners of his lips unconsciously rose.

"My God~Uncle Qi, the third uncle actually laughed~"

As soon as Qianqiao and Uncle Qi went downstairs, they saw Nangong Wenqing's smile that had not yet been put away, like ice and snow melting, hibiscus blooming, and Qian Qiao was dizzy.

"Hehe, yes, I have served the third young master for more than six hundred years, and this is the first time I have seen the third young master smile~"

Qi Jian was also surprised, the third young master is really becoming more and more humane now, and out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Qian Qiao, who was still surprised with his little face, and sighed in his heart, all this is the credit of the girl~

"Come and eat!"

Nangong Wenqing was a little uncomfortable, so he could only greet the two of them to eat in a stiff tone, although he had already put away his smile, and when he looked carefully, the tips of his reddish ears betrayed his mind.

"Hehe~ Third uncle, don't laugh in the future~ Laugh a few more times, I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you~"

After Qian Qiao sat down, she made a joke, it was really the third uncle who smiled so beautifully, and it was really a little unbearable to look at her more.

“......”

It's just that the speaker has no intention of listening to the heart, and the heat at the tip of the ear seems to be spreading, but I don't know it.