After dressing like a waste of wood, I relied on dry food to reach the peak of my life

Chapter 81 Thief
Li Qingmeng stretched out her right hand to touch the dragon-shaped imprint, and the touch felt like her own skin.

Qing Kong came with a proud and cute voice: "How is it? Is this all right?"

Li Qingmeng smiled helplessly, this is all about getting Zuo Qinglong's tattoo on herself.

Don't be a right white tiger another day, you can show your tattoos to scare people when you go out to fight.

Li Qingmeng pulled down the sleeves to cover the mark on the wrist, only a dragon's head was exposed on the back of the hand, but because it was white, it was not too conspicuous.

Li Qingmeng originally thought that it wouldn't be too troublesome to play with this doll for a few days like this, and it would be a good deal to send her back in a few days and earn a water-proof bead for herself.

Unexpectedly, before night, Qing Kong cried out that he was hungry.

Li Qingmeng asked her: "What do you usually eat?"

Qing Kong's little milk voice came from his hand: "Fish, shrimp and sea beasts in the sea."

"Eat raw?"

"That's not it?"

Li Qingmeng supported her forehead: "Can you eat what we humans eat?"

"Should...can be."

Li Qingmeng had no choice but to sneak into the kitchen, rummaged through it, took a steamed bun and half a plate of leftover roast chicken, and brought them to the bedroom.

Smelling the fragrance, Qing Kong slipped off her hand and changed back into that chubby cute baby again.

She grabbed the steamed bun and took a bite, Li Qingmeng looked at her: "Is it delicious?"

Qing Kong nodded: "Delicious, sweet."

Li Qingmeng said with a smile: "You are quite easy to raise."

However, five minutes later, Li Qingmeng wanted to take back what she said.

Qingkong is a small person who doesn't know how to use chopsticks yet. She holds a steamed bun in her left hand and a piece of roast chicken in her right hand, and she devours it until her mouth is full of oil.

Li Qingmeng originally thought that since she is so short, she shouldn't be able to eat so much.

Who knows, Qing Kong swept away the steamed buns and roast chicken, and asked cheerfully: "It's so delicious, I've never eaten such delicious food, is there any more?"

So, in an hour's time, Li Qingmeng touched the kitchen four times.

Not only did she steal all the leftovers from lunch, even the ingredients for the dinner prepared by Li Yueer were consumed by Qingkong.

Li Qingmeng looked at Qingkong who was full of greasy hands without tears, and didn't know whether to dislike her for eating too much or her dirty body first.

She asked with a headache, "Are you full? If you're not full, you're gone. My mother and I've eaten your dinner."

Qingkong hiccupped: "I'm full." He even stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth, which made his face even more oily and smudged.

Li Qingmeng couldn't bear it anymore, went out to fetch a basin of water, pressed Qingkong's hand into the basin, rubbed it vigorously, and then wiped her face clean with a handkerchief, only then did she feel that this baby was barely worth it.

Qingkong was dodged left and right by her brush, "giggled" and laughed, stretched out his hand to splash the water and sprinkled it randomly.

The two were laughing, when Li Yueer's voice sounded outside: "Where's my food! Who stole it?"

When Li Qingmeng heard this, she quickly stretched out her hand, signaling for Qing Kong to quickly turn into a dragon-shaped imprint and put it on her wrist.

As soon as Li Qingmeng put down her sleeves, Li Yueer opened the door and came in: "Meng'er, has anyone entered the kitchen this afternoon? All the dishes suddenly disappeared."

Li Qingmeng said with a guilty conscience: "I didn't notice either."

Li Yue'er closed the door and walked away, and the voice of talking to herself still came: "What's the matter? Someone stole the food? I have to go and tell Sister Liu to let her pay attention."

Li Qingmeng asked Qingkong melancholy: "Have you been eating so much?"

Qing Kong's voice came: "Maybe I have never eaten today's food, so I couldn't resist eating a little more. I usually only eat half of today's amount."

(End of this chapter)