Chapter 438 Vinegar into a pufferfish

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"Calm down."

It seems that he really misses his family too much, and this talk is upside down. Perhaps in her heart, her family has never left her, just living in another world.

He understood that this was a self-defeating idea.

At this point, Zhao Cheng reached out and pressed the person into his arms.

"Be nice, I understand."

It's like him, who has no relatives and no reason in this world.

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"No, you still don't understand."

"Third Master."

"Huh?"

"There's a secret I haven't told you?"

"What?"

"This, forget it, now that you say it, you may think I'm crazy, because the process is too bizarre, so you may not believe it."

"Then don't talk about it."

"Well, I'll tell you when I get a chance later."

"Hmm."

Speaking of this, Song Qing thought of his previous injuries again, although he had healed, she still had some lingering palpitations.

"By the way, you haven't said how you got hurt last time. Didn't you say that you are very good at martial arts? It stands to reason that there shouldn't be many people who can hurt you, why did you hurt so badly last time. ”

Zhao Cheng: "Accident." ”

After hearing this, Song turned his head to look at the third master who was sitting behind him.

"Tell me about it."

Zhao Cheng glanced at her and explained briefly. "The last time I was assassinated, innocent people were involved at the scene, and I was attacked when I was saving people."

At that time, the situation was critical, and if it wasn't for saving the grandfather and grandson, those people really wouldn't have been able to hurt him.

"I see." Song nodded lightly, and suddenly thought of a certain terrier and couldn't help but ask, "The man you saved is still a woman." ”

Zhao Cheng was stunned and asked, "What's the difference?" ”

"Of course there is!" Song Qing's voice unconsciously raised a little.

"Based on my experience reading various manga and TV dramas. But anyone who is handsome, powerful, and rich, especially like you. Then the question arises. ”

"Tell me about it."

Zhao Cheng motioned for her to continue.

"I told you, if the old man you saved was an old man, then there is a high probability that the other party would marry a daughter or granddaughter to you. If you happen to save a delicate beauty, then needless to say, the grace of saving your life can only be promised by yourself. ”

"And if you are saving a young man, then there is a high chance that the other party will ask who your surname is, and there are wives and concubines in the family. And then maybe I'll marry my sister, or some cousin, cousin to you. Don't you believe it? That's just the way it is. So, ask? You're saving a man or a woman. ”

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After listening to Song Qing's explanation? At this moment, the third master only felt that there was a group of alpacas galloping overhead. It turns out that there is so much understanding to save people.

Obviously, it feels like it's ridiculous, but what she said seems to make sense. No wonder it is said that only villains and women are difficult to raise.

He's seen it.

"You're thinking too much."

It's all about whatever.

"Haha? It's true? TV series are all played like this. ”

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It's saying he doesn't understand again.

"Saving people is just a matter of convenience, and nothing that you said will happen to me."

That being said? However, Zhao Cheng still listened to Song Qing's words.

Facing the sun, Song Qing stretched out his hand and let the wind caress his palm, "Third Master, can I ask you a more personal question?" ”

Zhao Cheng nodded after hearing this.

"Hmm."

Song coughed lightly and said, "Actually, it's nothing?" I just want to ask, what kind of girl do you like? Or do you have someone you like? ”

I didn't expect Song Qing to ask about this.

For a long time, in addition to intrigue and intrigue in Zhao Cheng's world, it was bloody and bloody. All he was thinking about was how to keep himself alive, how to climb to the top, and he really hadn't thought about anything else.

Because it doesn't matter.

Seeing that he was silent? Song Qing thought he didn't want to say.

Turning his head to look at him, Song Qing waved his hand and said a little embarrassed: "That, I just ask casually, you don't have to answer." ”

Zhao Cheng shook his head.

"It's okay, I don't have anyone I like."

The words are out? But Zhao Cheng's brows furrowed unconsciously.

Like?

What is Like?

What does it mean to like it? He really doesn't know any of this? But he didn't need to. (Not?) You need to. οΌ‰

After listening to the words of the third master, Song lowered his head silently after listening to it.

It's obvious.

Feeling lost? It's also a little sour!

In short, at this moment, Song Qing's heart is not good.

'Don't have a favorite?' ’

'Who kissed and hugged me last night?' ’

This big pig's trotter!

Why do you feel so angry?

Thinking of this? Song Qing couldn't help but want to complain. Say that you don't have a favorite person, and you won't marry a beautiful girl in the future? Show affection and love to her time.

Thinking that there would be an official wife by his side in the future, Song Qing instantly felt that he had drunk a jar of old vinegar, and his cheeks puffed up unconsciously.

What is the name of the official wife?

Obviously she should remember, why can't she remember. She remembered everything, but she forgot about it, so it was definitely for some reason.

The more I thought about it, the more unhappy Song Qing became.

I feel like I'm vinegaring into a pufferfish.

"Hum β•―^β•°!"

Big pig's trotters!

All the way ahead, Song Qing kept his head down and didn't speak, and the whole person quieted down. Even someone as dull as the third master has discovered her abnormality.

He was used to her arguing in his ear.

It was suddenly so quiet at the moment, and he was a little uncomfortable. So sometimes it's a little scary to get used to.

Is this angry?

Why?

Incomprehensible.

"Stombleβ€”"

When he arrived at the city gate, Zhao Cheng pulled the reins to slow down the horse, and the road into the city was very smooth.

"Buns, delicious buns."

"Guest officer, please inside."

"Yipinlou's drinks are halved today, don't miss it when you pass by."

East Street, as usual, is lively and prosperous, and people come and go at a glance. From time to time, sedan chairs and horse-drawn carriages pass by slowly.

Listening to the various shouting voices in his ears, Song Qing subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

I'm so hungry.

Sure enough, I was hungry and panicked if I didn't eat a meal.

It's better to find a place to cook first, thinking of this, Song turned his head to look around.

Just as he was looking for a place for him to stop and eat, he heard Zhao Cheng speak.

"Hungry?"

Song's face was hot, but he still nodded in response, "Hmm." ”

Although he didn't know why Song Qing was angry, Zhao Cheng still asked.

"Not angry?"

Hearing him say this, Song Qing was embarrassed. Does she count herself as herself off like a pufferfish, no, it's sour.

However, it is impossible to admit that.

"Who is angry, I don't, don't talk nonsense, you are definitely wrong."

It's finally normal.

Zhao Cheng's tense face also eased.

"Well, that's wrong."

Why does it feel like being pampered by a big guy? And this is definitely not her delusion, so the third master, what kind of feelings do you have for me?

Maybe you don't even know it.

Thinking of this, Song Qing reached out and poked his arm, "Third Master, I'm so hungry." ”。

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