Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

Chapter 118 Well, listen to you

"No!" The little tortoise grabbed his pocket tightly and didn't want to come out.

To be exact, he felt the strong murderous intent and didn't want to face this bad guy!

It's a pity that no matter how hard it struggles, it can't match Qing Yishen's strength.

Finally, it was taken out of the pocket, and it shrank in Qing Yishen's palm, motionless.

Yuan Feiqian looked over and saw that the little crow's legs were huddled together, leaving only a green shell.

Suddenly she softened her heart: "Don't scare it, give it to me."

Qing Yishen said: "It caused your bodyguard to disappear, almost being bullied by others, and did not protect you well."

Yuan Feiqian saw him competing with a tortoise, couldn't help laughing and said, "How can a tortoise protect me? And am I fine now?"

"Useless things." Qing Yishen raised his hand and knocked on the turtle shell, his voice was slightly cold: "Either come out, or turn into soup, you choose one."

After the words fell, the little turtle began to poke its head tremblingly.

A pair of mung bean eyes moved away quickly after seeing him, and turned to Yuan Feiqian again, pitifully, even shedding a little tear: "He's going to stew me into soup, just take care of him!"

Yuan Feiqian couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "What should I do? He doesn't listen to me."

The little turtle quickly said: "Listen! Please beg!"

Yuan Feiqian turned his head to look at Qing Yishen and said with a deep smile, "It's enough to scare it, Qingcai has already learned a lesson, you should give it to me."

Qing Yishen looked at Yuan Feiqian's smiling face, handed the little turtle to her hand, and said slowly, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The simple four words made Yuan Feiqian's heart tremble inexplicably.

It was as if he really listened to her.

Putting the little turtle in his pocket, Yuan Feiqian looked around.

"Don't look," Qing Yishen waved his hand in front of her eyes, curled his lips: "It takes so long to buy a chicken leg, it's not reliable."

Yuan Feiqian raised his head, and suddenly found that the third master Shashenqing in the eyes of outsiders was like a big abandoned dog at this moment. He wanted to be comforted, but he still had a bit of arrogance.

She didn't know why she had such an illusion, she couldn't help but smiled, and said, "Of course he is not as reliable as you, Third Master!"

Qing Yishen was taken aback, obviously he did not expect that Yuan Feiqian would suddenly praise himself like this: "Qianqian, I think what you said...is very right!"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was joy in his eyes.

Yuan Feiqian found that he seemed to be easily satisfied some time ago, and now she is even more convinced.

Inexplicably, a conclusion popped up in my heart: he is very coaxing!
Thinking of this, she handed over the registration card in her hand: "I have some money here, how can you help me?"

"Of course no problem, but..." Qing Yishen looked at the registration card in front of him, and then at Yuan Feiqian: "Why did Qianqian ask me to keep it?"

Because you don't care about the little money!

Yuan Fei smiled and said, "Because I think you are very reliable."

The smile on Qing Yishen's face is like a flower, slowly blooming: "Don't worry, Qianqian, I promise that the money in your card will only be a lot more."

As if he wasn't satisfied with this, he said again: "I'll get you another card, and then I'll transfer all the money there."

"Okay." Yuan Feiqian knew that the young master of the Qing family would not take advantage of this, so he agreed very readily.

Qing Yishen put the registration card in her pocket carefully, then looked at the small box in her hand and asked, "What's in it?"

　[Good morning, young ladies!have a good weekend!Today in Shanghai is a working day...]

　　
　
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