Peasant girl allure, little sweet concubine

Chapter 377 Ling Xi Lost
Juggling was played on the street at this time, Ling Xin and Ling Nuo were completely immersed in juggling, Ling Xi guarded them to stand still on a wide ground.

Juggling seems to be performed for quite a long time, which means that Ling Xin and Ling Nuo have to leave every day.

Ling Xi didn't care much about juggling, but was attracted by the faint scent of tea behind her.

I still remember that when I was at home, I told Zhao Wan'er that I wanted to make some jasmine tea for them to taste.

There wasn't any good tea at home, and smelling the fragrance of tea, Ling Xi thought about buying some tea and making it for them to taste.

If the taste is not bad, then get it to Wanhualou as Wanhualou's new tea.

It is Ling Xi's temperament to just do what he says. Looking at Ling Xin and Ling Nuo who are immersed in the juggling performance, Ling Xi gives instructions to the indifferent expression on the first day of the junior high school.

"On the first day of junior high school, you and Ling Xin will wait for me here. I'll go in and buy some tea, and I'll make jasmine tea for you guys when I get home."

At the first glance, I looked at the tea house behind me, and there was a crowd of people inside, people who came and went to watch tea and buy tea.

"You be careful."

After finishing speaking on the first day of the lunar new year, he turned his gaze to Ling Xin and Ling Nuo, and followed Ling Xi's instructions to take good care of them both.

Knowing that the first day of junior high school cared about her, Ling Xi's heart warmed up slightly. After all, this child is not as cold as her appearance.

Ling Xi touched the head of the first day of junior high school, and then walked to the tea house behind her.

And Ye Jun, who had been spying on Ling Xi and his party from the opposite side, saw Ling Xi entering the tea house by himself, and followed him out of the tea house.

At this time, it happened to be the time to pick tea leaves. All the tea leaves in the tea house were new teas from this year. As soon as you entered, you could feel the refreshing tea fragrance in the room.

Bathed in the refreshing fragrance of tea, Ling Xi relaxed her whole body, closed her eyes, and absorbed the fragrance of tea with all her might.

"Well……"

Suddenly, there was a pain in the back of her neck, Ling Xi murmured, and then lost all consciousness.

Outside the tea house, Ling Xin and Ling Nuo were still watching the juggling show, waiting boredly in Chubai, the more she waited, the more nervous she felt.

Not only her, but even Ling Xin and Ling Nuo, who were focused on watching the performance, felt a little uncomfortable.

"Where's my sister?"

Ling Xin and Ling Nuo spoke at the same time, looked at Chu Yi and asked her if she knew.

Chuyi frowned, ignored the gazes of the two, and immediately rushed to the tea house.

"Boss, where is my sister?"

The expression on the first day of the junior high school was particularly nervous, because she hadn't seen Ling Xi since she came in.

"Young master, who is your sister?"

The shopkeeper looked suspiciously at the child in front of him. He was dressed in simple clothes. Although not luxurious, it was not something ordinary people could afford.

What's more, the temperament of this young man does not seem to be something that ordinary people can raise.

There are countless people in the shopkeeper, so he naturally knows who to mess with and who not to mess with, and his attitude towards the first day of junior high school is quite polite.

Asked by the shopkeeper, it was only on the first day of junior high school that she remembered that Ling Xi was also dressed in men's clothing.

"It's not my sister, it's my brother. A man in a moon-white brocade robe, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with sharp eyes. He came in to buy tea. He has been here for a while."

On the first day of junior high school, he tried hard to recall Ling Xi's attire, and eagerly spoke to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper, after listening to the first day of junior high school, also tried hard to recall whether such a person had entered his tea house.

(End of this chapter)