MTL - The Crazy Adventures of Wu Gate-Chapter 19 Meat boy

Chapter XIX Meat Boy

On the second day, he hurried to Qifu, and Mr. Qi personally came to meet him.

"... Acho, I didn't want you to come here for this muddy water."

On the carriage, Mr. Qi suddenly spoke.

Qing Qiao turned to look at him with a surprised expression.

"... Gu Shangshu's beloved daughter is well known to the world. You have been born and raised from a young age to take care of Shao Yi's child ... I'm afraid you are wronged." Mr. Qi smiled mildly, and there was a vague apology.

"I only care for him to eat, but he does not cultivate his moral character. Why are you so polite?" Qing Qiao pouted, thinking that it would be to feed pigs. She still had the ability to fatten.

"Shao Yi he ..." Mr. Qi pondered for a moment, hesitating slightly. "The child has a special personality ... if he offends in the future, please ask Achododo Haihan."

"——I can bear it." Qing Qiao looked back out the window and murmured.

The scorching sun burned, she couldn't help covering her face with her sleeves, remembering the peacock man who hadn't seen her for a long time.

"You can bear it."

After stepping on her palm for the 25th time and cutting her robe, Lu Zizheng gave her such a comment.

Then she left her still bleeding and walked away.

The sun is too hot.

She looked at her left palm, there was a faint scar at the tiger's mouth, no one could see it without careful.

Then he looked up to see the slim silver bell that glittered on his wrist.

Dormant for three years, just for you.

With a sigh, she closed her eyes and slept softly amidst the gentle shaking.

When he entered the house, Mr. Qi prepared a first-class box for her, and ordered a few of the girls. Qing Qiao felt that the courtesy was too solemn, but he looked at the servants of the family. When he heard that the lady was dedicated to supervising the young master's diet, all of them cast her a sincere look of "I can look forward to you" , Almost did not offer her as a fairy.

She suddenly wanted to see what the young ancestors who refused to eat had grown up like?

It's finally time for dinner.

Mr. Qi led her into an open hall, and saw that there were more than a hundred servants standing in the hall, each holding the food box carefully.

"... What's our goal?" Leading a middle-aged man, Li Se, instructed.

"Let the son take a bite!" The crowd answered loudly, with great momentum.

"Okay, everyone is cheering up today. Be sure to let the son eat at least one bite!" The trainer was excited, and his body language was as intense as dance. "If you achieve it, you will reap the reward of 1,000 silver!"

Whimper, the servants quickly returned from looking at each other, all of them were eager to fight.

Qing Qiao stared at his eyes, thinking that no matter how anorectic he was, he would reward his servant silver for a thousand meals. Is this price too outrageous?

Mr. Qi is commonplace and sees her expression of dementia can't help but laugh. If he secretly tells you that every time Shao Yigong tastes a new dish, his father will reward the chef with gold and two thousand. Is n’t your little girl crazy?

After a while, two girls with the same face arrived, white fluttering and spotless.

"My son said, we can start to pass meals."

Both of them bowed to Mr. Qi, sounding like a crisp bell.

"Um." Mr. Qi nodded and took Qing Qiao's hand toward the hall.

They entered a large house in the main hall, which was elegantly furnished and smoked.

Even though she had already opened her eyes in Duan Wangfu, Qing Qiao still stunned about the luxury of this house-thinking that she has seen the world's most valuable book, but she updated her perception of the luxury of traditional architecture many times in a short time. Gu Gu must be a good official.

"Son, can Chuanshan start now?" The twin girls knelt down on a carved bed in the house, their hands slumped on the ground.

"……it is good."

It was very light and light, almost making Qing Qiao suspect that he was hearing. The tulle was cascading and the curtains were heavy, and she could only see a faint tinge of ink in the bed.

However, as soon as the voice fell to the ground, everyone in the blue suit immediately dragged his voice and shouted, "Passing No. 1-the upper hall-"

The strength of the spirit, the sharpness of the sound, and the volume are loud. It is estimated that people 500 meters away can hear it clearly.

——Talent!

Qing Qiao suddenly glanced at the blue man with some admiration.

This person is not only a junior ear, it is also rare to have a horn mouth at the same time, really a fighter among slaves!

I saw servant No. 1 walking to the carved bed and kneeling, raised his hands over his head, and presented a small bowl of white jade with spoons:

"Shenqi stewed white phoenix—"

The twin girls pulled open the curtains, and a doll's pale hand protruded slowly, delicate and fragile, as if broken once.

I saw that hand stir the spoon in the bowl at will, and immediately someone pushed the bowl away.

"It's too thick."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded with dislike, as if avoiding the plague, "take it out to feed the pigs."

The dream of servant No. 1 was shattered, and Huaiyu's blood and tears disappeared.

Seeing no wonder, the Lanyi people began to declare: "Chuan No. 2-Shangdian-"

The servant trumpeter carried a whole-body green plate, and came forward tremblingly:

"Jin, Jin Chanyu Bao--"

This time the person in the bed didn't even reach out his hand, and just said coldly, "It's too smelly, I don't like the smell."

Servant No. 2 shuddered and stepped back, with the same hands and feet.

It seems that the son is in a bad state today. The man in the blue shirt wiped his sweat with his sleeves, and then vigorously proclaimed: "Chuan No. 3-the upper hall-"

Servant No. 3 is a clever boy. He has been heating the clay pot in his hand with his own charcoal fire while waiting outside, for fear that the vegetables will be a bit cold.

However, his fate was even worse, and even without the opportunity to report his name, he was announced directly.

"——Sadness is not good," the bed man wrote lightly.

Servant No. 3, full of eyes, knelt on his knees, showing despair.

"Ayimo is making a fool!" Mr. Qi couldn't help but yell, "You haven't even opened the clay pot, how do you know that this dish is not selling well?"

"I'm not talking about this dish, I'm talking about ..." The hand slowly pointed his finger at servant No. 3, and said gently, "He."

"——He is so ugly that it affects my appetite."

The hand flickered a little and made a "you go" drive gesture.

The servant No. 3 finally returned to God and left, his back was as heartbroken as the arrows.

Until the 54th day of the servant, the man in the bed still did not enter.

The blue father-in-law sweated a lot on the back, and the twin girls began to kneel on the ground and begged hard: "Son, please eat as much as you can!"

However, the person in the bed still thought about himself--

"Too salty."

"Too light."

"Too thin."

"Too dry."

"Too tired."

"Too light."

...

After repeating the prepared 112 dishes, none of them can enter the eyes of your son.

"Ayi!" Mr. Qi couldn't help sighing. "Don't make a mess anymore. I've come across all the cooks with famous names all over the country. Why don't you eat well?"

Speaking of striding forward, half drag the person in the bed out.

Qing Qiao quickly looked up, could not help but shine.

Sitting on the bed was a young boy with weak Liu Fufeng, with long hair scattered, skin like honey, pupils like amber, and long eyelashes like dense fans. Although he is too slim, he is finally a top lady.

——Very good, she feels comforted. Although the author of this story always likes to surprise her, but for now, she still hasn't the courage to break the dogma of “beautiful man who crosses”.

"I don't want to eat, how can you help me?" The teenager showed unpleasant cheeks.

Dare to be a coquettish lady, Qing Qiao covered his mouth and smiled.

"Ayi!" Mr. Qi took a deep breath, and the blue veins on his forehead slightly protruded. "... How do you want to eat?"

"Call Uncle Yujiu, I'll eat it when Uncle Yujiu comes!" The boy turned back and smiled, Chan Ruochunhui.

Yo, so you still have a sweetheart? The corner of Qing Qiao's mouth widened—his uncle Yu Jiu? It seems you guys are in love. Alas, it's no wonder that this man has to resist with a hunger strike. Today's social customs are simple, and I'm afraid I can't accept your shocking love. But you do n’t need to worry about your son. Your sister, Qiao Qiao and I are also women who cross the BL River. Although the wading is not deep, I will naturally accept unconditional and heartfelt blessings for your combination ...

However, Mr. Qi's next sentence made her smile froze.

"Ayi, why do you? Master Duan is so busy, how can he come to see you every day? Besides, he and Gu Shangshu have made a marriage, and he will be saluting next year. You can't haunt him like before!"

Mr. Qi's expression was helpless.

Oops.

Qing Qiao only felt that there were suddenly many stars that could not be caught.

She rolled her eyes and spread her hands, and she was ready to spit in foam and fell to the ground.

"Gu Qingqiao, this ugly girl! Sooner or later, my son will kick her to feed the dog!"

Suddenly heard the thunderbolt, Qing Qiao suddenly woke up from the edge of fainting.

——Who has such **** hatred with this girl?

She looked around, but saw the young boy clenching the sheets with his hands, showing his fierce gritted teeth, like an angry beast.

"Ayi, don't do this!" Mr. Qi held down his wife who was going crazy, while staring at her secretly, his eyes filled with guilt, "... Ms. Gu was not at fault. It was Mr. Duan who came to ask for help himself."

"I hate her! I hate her!" Mei Qingnian turned a deaf ear, covering her cheeks with her fingers and whimpering, "... If it wasn't for her, Uncle Yujiu wouldn't come to see me once every two months ... Uncle Yujiu for her She tamed Zuo Qing, picked up a unicorn bow for her, and used a quarter of Wuyiwei to protect her ... she is so talented and ignorant, she only knows how to eat, drink, and play, how can she be worthy Uncle Yujiu who is like my **** ?! "

The younger girl said more and more excited, tears overflowed between her fingers, and her body trembled slightly.

"Ayi!" Mr. Qi frowned, looked at his nephew, and looked at the guest again, looking embarrassed. "You haven't seen Miss Gu again. How can you say that you are unassuming?"

"I've seen the people I sent out!" The beautiful young man put down his hands and raised a flushed face because of anger—

"They all said when they came back, Gu Qingqiao was extremely ugly and looked like a big meat ball!"

Qing Qiao rolled his eyes and couldn't help twitching.

"——Enough!" Mr. Qi finally couldn't listen anymore, and drank sharply. "Ayi, you're so sensible! How can you take on heavy responsibility in the future?"

The beautiful boy shed tears, but couldn't get back his hate.

"... Ayi, I want to introduce you to someone today." Mr. Qi closed his eyes and seemed determined to be in pain. "I found an elder sister for you, and she will accompany you for a while ... you met In the future, she will understand some of the truth about feelings in the world, and she is ... "

Mr. Qi's eyes crossed the Kuanguangwu Hall, and he cast a long distance towards Qing Qiao.

An exciting spirit, Qing Qiao moved his arms and shouted and moved to the carved bed at the speed of light— "Good boy Shao Yi, the slave family is the nanny you invited!"

His eyes were sharp and sharp, and he pressed Mr. Qi back into his stomach.

No matter who was pulling her clothes behind, Qing Qiao went straight to the beautiful young man to bloom the charming smile of the purest and most delicate in his life——

"Don't forget about the son, the slaves' names are Du, Chun and Jiao ~~" 2k novel reading network