Picked up cute pets are too sweet

Chapter 869 The Box He Sent

But the disappearance of the maid in the mansion is what happened after Zhu Meier came, and she disappeared without anyone noticing.

He told Yan Qinyi that Yan Qinyi had always protected Zhu Meier, and he completely believed that Zhu Meier did not do it, and he did not know who did it until he found the four people who disappeared.

He vaguely felt that it was Zhu Meier, but he didn't want it to be so, he was worried about Yan Qinyi.

That Zhu Meier...is too weird.

Ling'er ate the hare meat, which was fragrant on the outside and tender on the inside, she answered in a perfunctory manner.

Sun Youwen just asked casually, and he shook his head.

"Let Qin Yi pay more attention to himself." Yan Zhanhuang reminded.

"Yes."

Ling'er looked in Yan Qinyi's direction, and Yan Qinyi was also looking in this direction while drinking.

Ling'er first looked away and glanced at the person beside him.

The light in those eyes, imprinted with fire, looked more complicated than other monsters. She seemed to be desperately restraining that kind of chaos, but it seemed that it was about to break through at any time.

Ling'er looked back, she was eating the hare she baked.

After a while, the game cooked by the royal chef in the palace was also served plate by plate.

Ling'er couldn't eat anything else after eating her own roasted game. She looked at other people, and when she saw Yan Zhilian, her eyes fell on her for a second and then looked away.

She looks for her, she knows what to do with her, but she just doesn't want to talk to her.

The surrounding atmosphere gradually became warmer, but it was not as good as the people outside. Linger sat for a while, said something to Yanzhanhuang, and then walked into her tent.

Naturally, the conditions of the hunting grounds were not as good as those in the palace, many generals had two or three tents, and Ling'er was still alone.

She didn't go to see her tent in the morning, she knew without looking, the tents were almost the same, Ling'er opened the curtain of the tent and walked in.

She was sitting by the simple table, and just reached out to lift the teapot on the table, when something placed on the table abruptly stopped all her movements.

The faint oil lamp was lit, and the wick was flickering, flickering, and there was still a lot of light coming in from outside, making the tent not so dark.

For an instant, the bustling sounds outside the tent seemed to be unable to penetrate inside at all.

All because of the child's eyes are focused on one point.

A box appeared majestically in front of Ling'er.

She lowered her hand that was stiff in the air, and dropped it to the side of the box. Her lips were lifted up, half a smile, in an unquiet night, the firelight made the hot night even hotter, but the arc of the corner of her mouth was very cold.

She moved her hand on the table and touched the box with her fingers, as if frightened, she flicked her hand away again.

Just for a moment, there was a slight coolness between her fingers, and the coolness spread from her fingertips to her scalp, and the arc of her mouth was bigger than before.

With a movement of her hand, she directly picked up the box on the table, put her finger on the buckle, and the lid of the box opened.

The red blood-like fruit is inside.

"One, two, three..." She counted, and when she reached seven, the smile on the corner of her mouth completely disappeared, her lips moved, and no one could see her expression at this time how.

His expression was too cold and heartless.

"You don't see me, but you still linger."

With a snap, the box was thrown back on the table, and the red fruits in the box collided together, emitting a faint fruit aroma.

Ling'er sat there watching for a while, she cursed, but there was no sound.

(End of this chapter)