That's not right, Li Qingcha is so flexible... Could it be that Li Qingcha is the oddball? stare-- Their eyes moved back and forth between Nightingale and Li Qingcha. Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜ She was so depressed that she wanted to kill someone. The nightingale didn't think it was a problem. "it's OK now?" What the hell! Li Qingcha calmly put the two gold bars into his sleeves, and then said: "I just wanted to find an excuse to reject you, but now I realize that there is no need to find an excuse."
The nightingale nodded. "Yes, my goal is already..." "Since you won't make excuses, just reject me directly. I'm telling you straight out, I don't trust you, so I don't need your protection." "..." The nightingale was silent. She lowered her head and thought for a while. "I figured it out." Li Qingcha: “…” Could you please stop thinking about it? No normal person can follow your train of thought. Nightingale said: "First, I didn't intend to ask you for wages." Where there is a "first", there will be a "second". Li Qingcha waited to see what the other party was going to say. The nightingale held up two fingers. "Second, I don't need your consent to protect you." "..." "..." For some reason, Li Qingcha felt that this logic seemed to have no loopholes. Hey! Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!
She was going crazy. "I...you...ah...never mind." It was the first time that everyone saw Li Qingcha speaking incoherently. Nightingale nodded, separated the guards and left, entering the crowd, keeping a distance of one hundred steps from the awning, which indeed had the effect of guarding. Li Qingcha: “…” Seventh Prince: "..." Everyone: "..." They couldn't utter a word. a long time, "that……" The Seventh Prince turned to Li Qingcha, his eyes hazy, still looking like he was sleepwalking. “Although I haven’t realized what’s going on yet, but… um… Li Qingcha, please return the gold bar to me.” Li Qingcha was in a low mood. "Your Highness, I have suffered so much mental damage for the sake of state affairs. Those two strips should be regarded as compensation for my mental damage, right?" "What is mental damages..." "Ah, thank you, Your Highness." Seventh Prince: "..." He turned to look at the officials of the Honglu Temple, his eyes full of helplessness, as if to say: "Is this what you call 'the value of human character'?" Chapter 339 Hu Baoyi Qingcha Brother It took some time to repair the ring. After what happened between Yeying and Xiang Nanyu, Lu Luming lost his desire to go on stage. Yu Youwei is also naturally Therefore, this morning turned into a battle between the seventh-rank monks, and the battle was quite exciting and did not disappoint. Until noon, The sun is high in the sky, The competition ended when people left the arena one after another and went to the surrounding shops to have lunch. The Seventh Prince stretched himself lazily. "I will not be returning to the palace at noon today."
Then he turned to Li Qingcha, "What about you? You just cheated me of two small yellow croakers, and you didn't even treat me to lunch?" "That's not the case." "Okay, I want to go..." "Some other time." "..." The Seventh Prince stared at Li Qingcha for a while, then he shook his sleeves and turned away. Sirou winked at Li Qingcha cutely, and pulled Yongjia and Luo Weiyang to follow, followed by officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Honglu Temple. Li Qingcha stretched lazily. As usual, she still had to ask the various sects how to solve the lunch problem. At this moment, someone patted her from behind. "My husband, my junior brother." The tap was on the left shoulder, but the sound came from the right. Li Qingcha: “…” "Shh! Be careful someone might overhear you." "What are you afraid of? It's normal for a cultivator from the Human Sect to find a Taoist partner. Although you are not a Taoist cultivator now, as an official of the Taoist Records Department, you are also considered half a Taoist." "Ah this..." Li Qingcha was helpless. Can't refute. She changed the subject, "Why did you come to see me again suddenly?" "Let's go have lunch together." "But I still have to..." "Don't worry, they won't let themselves starve. They must have already thought of what to eat. But you..." Yu Youwei raised her lips and moved her eyes to the right. She narrowed her eyes dangerously and met the nightingale on the other side. stare-- stare--
Their eyes met. Subconsciously, Li Qingcha's hair stood on end. At that moment just now, she seemed to see two lightning bolts intersecting in the air. Blinking unconsciously, he looked at Yu Youwei again. The girl was smiling brightly and didn't look like she was hostile at all. illusion!? Li Qingcha was a little confused. Yu Youwei said nonchalantly, "That's it, let's go back to yesterday... Is there something on my face? Why are you staring at me like that?" Li Qingcha waved his hand. "No no." "Well, let's go then." "..." Yu Youwei took Li Qingcha to the store they visited yesterday at noon. On the way, she of course asked about the nightingale. Li Qingcha picked out the key points and talked about them. The girl giggled and kept saying it was funny, and even complained that Li Qingcha was "doing heroic things to attract the attention of beautiful women." Emmm... The nightingale is indeed a beauty, But Li Qingcha felt that the girl did not behave like that because she was handsome, but her train of thought was simply weird. The two came to the store door. Before I even entered, I heard the sound of a storyteller coming from inside. "It is said that Lord Li is extremely charming. When the woman saw Lord Li, she was attracted by his domineering aura. She immediately dropped the scarlet spear in her hand and bowed down in worship!" Li Qingcha: “…” The storyteller is sharing his newly-written jokes. She looked helpless. "Do you still want to go in?" This question was asked to Yu Youwei. The girl sneered.
"Wait! Let me finish listening to this part." Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜ I just heard someone in the store making a fuss. "That's not right. She's a girl, how can she bow down like that? Besides, why do I feel like the gentleman is always saying 'bow down like that'?" The storyteller struck the wooden stick to wake him up. "You little boy, you know nothing!"