Chapter 42: Let Me Control My Temper
"Okay, Brother Xiang, don't make a fuss! I'm going to ask someone to help us? There's not much time, hurry up~" Feng Qingling said so, dragging his arm and walking out.
When standing outside the flower garden, Long Xiangyu's forehead once again jumped uncontrollably: "Do you think Fairy Qingmiao can help us in anything?" What's more, they didn't know what the name of that monster was.
"At least, she can let me control my temper!" Feng Qingling winked at him and smiled cutely.
Long Xiangyu thought that he should have gotten used to her jumping thinking. It's true that someone has to be able to let her control her temper. However, he was very curious, what kind of person was this Qingmiao Fairy, who would be friends with Feng Qingling, and, it sounded, Feng Qingling was willing to occasionally control her stinky temper for her.
"Miao Miao~ Miao Miao~ Are you there?"
Before entering the door, Feng Qingling shouted happily inside, at this time she was like a child who went to the door to play with children, childish, innocent, and happy, which was a side that Long Xiangyu had never seen.
Qing Miao is in the Dali flower garden. Originally, she didn't have to do it herself, she could have found some fairies and fairy children to help take care of them, but Qing Miao, who was more stubborn in some aspects, insisted on doing everything by herself.
Hearing Feng Qingling's voice, she smiled and looked up, so that Long Xiangyu could look at her more directly. Very elegant dress, a warm and soft face, not amazing, but give people a very comfortable feeling, slightly upturned corners of the mouth and shallow smile enough to show the owner's gentleness and tranquility.
is actually such a person, as a friend of Feng Qingling's girl. Yes, he should have thought that he would like the girl who likes that kid of Aotian, probably she should be so gentle and lovely, right? As long as he stood beside them, there would be a faint bookish aura rushing to his face.
Qing Miao soothed Feng Qingling, who suddenly became a child, put down what she was busy with, straightened her clothes, came to them, saluted respectfully, and said, "I don't know that His Royal Highness Longjun is coming, and he has missed the welcome, please forgive me!"
Long Xiangyu nodded lightly: "Fairies don't have to be polite!"
"Please!"
Qing Miao let the two of them sit in the pavilion and personally brewed a pot of rose tea to entertain the two.
Long Xiangyu originally thought that he would leave after standing in one stop, but now it seems that he can't leave without drinking this cup of tea, which makes him a little anxious, and his impatient character flaw is no different.
Feng Qingling saw it in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were smiling, where he was slowly sipping tea, talking about flowers and grass, chatting about white clouds, just not to mention the purpose of coming this time. It wasn't until Long Xiangyu glared at her with white eyes for the tenth time that she slowly spoke: "Miao Miao, there is something I have to ask you for help with this time." ”
"What's the matter?" Qing Miao asked with a smile as she put down her teacup. It's not that she didn't notice the interaction between the two people, she watched it interestingly, and naturally she didn't take the initiative to say anything. It was the first time she had seen who Qing Ling was so interested in, and she was really curious about how long her interest would last. It's not that she's talking cool here, it's that this friend of hers is too impermanent. She is too easily interested in something, but she also loses that freshness and interest too easily.
"Let's talk as you go! I think such a fun thing, Miao Miao, you definitely don't want to miss it!" Feng Qingling's words were relaxed, but he almost challenged Long Xiangyu's patience again. Why did you go there earlier? Now you know that you 'talk as you go'?