Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 225 The White Heads Are Inseparable (1)
Xia Qingge didn't have the thoughts of Qiaolan and Wushuang at this time, she looked dissatisfied, as if her mood for picking fruit was instantly messed up by this lingering guy.

"I'm annoyed when I see you. Naturally, I won't give you a good face. You really want to follow us to pick fruits on the hillside, right?" Xia Qingge's face was full of slight anger, but a pair of clear eyes flashed A touch of narrowness.

"En." Murong Yu nodded with certainty.

"Okay, Wushuang, Qiaolan, you can hand over the baskets you are carrying to the little prince. He is a big man, and he must be much stronger than us. After a while, we must pick the baskets of fruits." The little prince can get it back for us too, can't he?" Xia Qingge had a friendly smile all over his face, and his pair of star-like twins curved into crescent moons.

No dissatisfaction flashed across Murong Yu's face, and she followed her words: "Since you ladies have already spoken, give me the basket."

"How did this happen? Miss?" Qiaolan and Wushuang stood in place full of embarrassment, asking them to hand over their baskets to the little prince to carry them. I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to lend them ten guts?

Besides, the young prince Yu is dressed in white, with a clean and beautiful appearance. Otherwise, he is the number one son in the world who is admired by thousands of women in the world. They drowned both of them.

A trace of deterrence flashed in the eyes of both of them: "Miss, hehe, the servants should carry it by themselves, servants, look, let the little prince carry your basket, if there is nothing wrong, the servants will go ahead. "Wu Shuang took the lead to salute, Qiao Lan also saluted, and then the two of them flew away as if fleeing, and flew towards the fruit forest.

Xia Qingge's face was gloomy, and he stared at Murong Yu, who had an innocent face, with a black face: "Did you see that? It must be a bad thing to meet you, and all the maids around me will turn against each other."

"Don't be angry, I'll carry the basket for you." He said softly, and reached out to take the bamboo basket from Xia Qing singer.

"Take me and fly over there. After walking for such a long time, I'm too lazy to go again." Xia Qingge was already used to Murong Yu's peerless lightness kung fu, and he seemed to regard him as a means of transportation.

"Okay, it's just that you don't plan to pick watermelons?" Murong Yu glanced at the melon field in front of him.

"I'm picking it when I get back, and hugging it back, isn't my strength good enough?" Xia Qingge paused for a while, then sneered, "However, if you want, I don't mind if you hug the big watermelon around. Anyway, it’s not me who is tired.”

Murong Yu frowned, and chuckled lightly: "Forget it, I'm carrying a basket, and I still want to hug you. You are several times heavier than a watermelon. Holding you is equivalent to holding ten watermelons and flying around." It’s already very tiring to go, if I add another one, I’m afraid I won’t be able to fly.”

Xia Qingge's small face immediately sank, but soon she stopped her anger, and countered with a coquettish smile: "You are not even a watermelon, watermelon is at least an extremely delicious fruit, but what about you?" With a hint of sarcasm, he glanced at Murong Yu up, down, left, and right, and just said twice: "Tsk tsk, it looks like a good-looking bamboo pole."

This time, Murong Yu's face changed, and he was not angry immediately: "The relationship is good, a watermelon and a bamboo pole, we are not human, fortunately, you are with me."

Xia Qingge choked for a moment, too lazy to argue with him. Facts have proved that you have Zhang Liangji, and he has a wall ladder. However, after being with this guy for a long time, he has naturally figured out his temper. , why is she angry?
"Hurry up and go pick the fruit."

She snorted, and Murong Yu stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist, and flew up in an instant, towards the hillside not far away.

When the two of them flew up to the top of the hill, Qiaolan and Wushuang happily flew up to the walnut tree, picking walnuts with both hands.

"Miss, look quickly, these walnuts are really big, much bigger than the ones we ate in the capital." Wu Shuang threw a few at Xia Qingge, and Xia Qingge reached out to catch them accurately.

She looked down and saw that the walnut shell was easily peeled off, revealing the original appearance of the walnut shell inside.

Xia Qingge handed the walnut in his hand to Murong Yu beside him: "Try how powerful your martial arts are."

Murong Yu lowered his eyes, looked at the two walnuts in Xia Qingsinger's heart with clear eyes, he stretched out his hand to take them and held them in his hand, and with just a light grip, he heard a crisp sound of walnuts coming from the palm of his hand.

When I spread my palm, the two walnut shells just now were completely crushed into powder, but the pulp inside the walnut was intact.

Xia Qingge stared blankly at the walnuts in his palm for a while, and had to admit that he was very jealous: "Well, you are good." With a slack tone, he reached out and took the two walnuts in his palm.

Picking up one and putting it in her mouth, the fragrant Huarun walnuts are delicious, she glanced at Murong Yu, and handed the other one to him: "It's a reward for you."

"You feed me." Murong Yu didn't reach out to pick it up, but smiled slightly, waiting expectantly.

"Get ahead, forget it, if you don't eat it, I'll eat it myself." As she spoke, she raised the walnut in her hand, making a gesture to eat it, but Murong Yu snatched it away: "You gave it to me, How can you say nothing?"

"Hmph! If you weren't so jealous, this walnut would be yours."

"Okay, I'll just eat." With a trace of sadness, he gave Xia Qingge a look, and opened his mouth to eat gracefully.

"Well, it's really good." After eating the walnuts in his mouth, Murong Yu also praised him.

Xia Qingge didn't bother to look at him, lowered her head, pulled her skirt up to her thighs, revealing a layer of white trousers underneath, then took off her shoes, rolled up her sleeves, as if preparing to climb a tree.

Murong Yu looked at her movements in one go, very chic, raised his eyebrows slightly: "You seem to be going to climb a tree?"

"Don't you think I'm going to go down the river?" Xia Qingge looked at him like an idiot.

"You seem to have forgotten that there is a master of lightness kung fu by your side." Murong Yu solemnly recommended himself.

"Well, I know you are good at lightness kung fu, but you don't know the joy of climbing trees." After speaking, Xia Qingge walked to a big tree full of walnuts full of expectations, jumped suddenly, and grabbed a tree. The walnut tree trunk immediately hooked onto the trunk and quickly climbed up. The whole movement was extremely beautiful.

A flash of admiration flashed in Murong Yu's eyes. This energetic woman who doesn't care about everyone's ladylike demeanor is the real Xia Qingge, right?

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and throw the basket to me." Xia Qingge sat on a fairly thick tree trunk, with two tender and jade-like little feet dangling in mid-air, so uncomfortable!

(End of this chapter)