Qing'er is embarrassing!

Big?

grow up?

She lowered her head silently, looking at her own Pingchuan, her heart was blocked.

Hehe, is it very small?

It's not good at all!

Thinking of her 200-year-old self who was still an immature adolescent in her previous life, Qing'er's complexion became uncommonly ugly.It's not just plain ugly, it's pretty pretty pretty ugly.It simply cannot be described in any words.

It's like a person who is rushing to the Avenue of Longevity, who is suddenly issued a death certificate by a doctor, one can imagine how he feels.

Could it be genetic?

Her mother wraps herself tightly all year round, like a goddess of nine heavens, always so noble.Where is her sister?She wears a red shirt all the year round, and the wide robe covers every inch of her skin.It's obviously a bewitching bright red color, but it makes her wear a kind of restraint.

Goddess of asceticism.

Noble Goddess.

What the hell is she then?

Clear soup with little water in the cabbage?

Qing'er stared at the dishes in the bowl, decided to turn her grief and anger into appetite, and started to eat.He ate three more bowls of rice than usual, almost scaring the girls around him to death.Every time someone tried to persuade her, they were shocked by the cold air radiating from her body and couldn't move.They naturally understood that Qing'er didn't want them to come over.

"It's not good to eat too much." Just when Qing'er was about to eat two more bowls, Zhong Jingyan finally spoke.

Looking at a woman playing self-torture in front of him, and being able to bear it until this time, it can be seen that her heart is not ordinary.

Qing'er couldn't help thinking, "But, I'm very hungry."

"Eat eight bowls of rice in one go and you will see immediate results." Zhong Jingyan pointed out.

Qing'er spat out a mouthful of old blood, and looked at Zhong Jingyan with hazy eyes, his tearful appearance was so pitiful.Who would have thought that the guy who killed the poisonous woman with one move would have such a cute and weak side?

Even he can't think of it.

Did she let him know her identity on purpose?Zhong Jingyan stared at Qing'er, who was pretending to be pitiful, with suspicion in his eyes.He believed that with her ability, it was impossible for her to reveal her flaws.At least in a short period of time, it would be very difficult for him to track down her identity.

She was afraid that she never wanted to hide it from him.

"Then don't eat." Thinking of this, Zhong Jingyan's heart softened.

How could Zhong Jingyan expect that, as an unpredictable master, Qing'er is a scumbag in terms of strategy.He is still a slag with a pretty good character, and his luck is unmatched.

Qing'er complained with those misty eyes, did he take her reaction as air?

"Hungry!" The stubbornness in a certain girl's bones came out, and she didn't intend to compromise at all.

"Where are you hungry?" Zhong Jingyan's sharp eyes swept down meaningfully, and finally landed in front of her flat ribs.

Qing'er was about to arrange the chopsticks domineeringly on the table when Xiao Yu'er's deep eyes suddenly came to mind.She shivered, took a deep breath, and gracefully put down the chopsticks.

Damn ladylike!

She is obviously still a little lolita, a little lolita who won't grow up in 200 years, is still more than ten years away from the lady's age!

But can she resist?

Of course not.

How can Xiao Yuer's deterrent power be changed overnight?It is estimated that Qing'er will not be able to get rid of the influence of Xiao Yu'er in this life.

"My lord, do you like steamed buns or steamed buns?" Qing'er narrowed her eyes and put away her pitiful look, and became shrewd. But if she said it, why is the painting style wrong?

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