After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 120 Being Targeted by Ghosts Again
The air suddenly condensed a little.

Can feel the coldness emanating from someone.

Zuo Yingxi smiled but didn't smile: "Little Buddha, you can eat indiscriminately and don't talk indiscriminately."

How did this kid become a big villain? Secondly, he has to be compared with Husky.

"No, it's afraid of life."

After a while, Shen Yanjin slowly refused.

Without looking at Xiao Feijiu soaking in the teacup, he led the guests to the main hall.

Just like this, Xiao Feijiu was left alone in the teacup in the room, unable to move except for the bird's head.

Seeing that the door was closed, Xiao Lu uttered a chirping sound.

Shen Yan respects you for a thousand knives.

Inside the main hall.

Liu Qianfo, who was dressed in red luan sleeves, sat down unrestrainedly and ate the pastries brought by his servants.

He puffed up his cheeks, and his voice was indistinct: "Ni...Nimen know each other well."

Not expecting this idiot to say anything to bring them closer, Zuo Yingxi said slowly: "From now on, you can call me Brother Xi, and I will call you Yan Jin."

"Brother Xi."

After the words fell, he shut his mouth again, as if he didn't want to talk at all.

"Cough cough..."

Eating too fast made him choke.

Liu Qianfo reached out and thumped his chest, then quickly picked up the teacup, and took a sip of the tea.

"This pastry is so delicious, brother Shen, your cook is really good, why don't you lend me some time?"

Neither refused nor agreed.

"Then it's okay, lend me a month or two."

Liu Qianfo smiled charmingly, and stretched two fingers apart. Although the red luan brocade clothes were moving, there was a rustling sound, and the pendant hanging around his waist reminded him.

"Thousand Buddhas." He shouted reproachfully.

Hearing the name, Liu Qianfo pursed his mouth and simply lay back on the back of the chair without saying anything.

Anyway, no matter what he said in front of these two people, the other party looked at him impatiently.

He raised his hand and touched his nose.

He will not participate in the war. It is still up to the person to make friends.

Just close your eyes and it will be done.

Just like when Shen Yan wanted to see him pleasing to the eye and saved him from the dire straits.

A certain person was complacent and completely took Shen Yanjin's behavior as liking him as a friend.

"You guys talk, I'll go out for a stroll, brother Xi don't have to worry."

Jumping up from the chair, Liu Qianfo walked out of the main hall dressed in red.

The eyes of the cleaning servants almost stared straight.

Who is the young master secretly.

And because Liu Qianfo was a 'guest', no one stopped him all the way to Shen Yanjin's courtyard.

As he was about to step in, he thought that if his actions were discovered by the hidden guards and reported to the right lord, wouldn't he become a thief?
"I'm brother Shen's friend, come to his residence to help him get something."

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether the hidden guard heard or not, he just opened the door and went in.

As soon as he walked along the bluestone road to the bedroom, the bedroom was opened again with a bang.

A teacup was thrown towards Liu Qianfo's face quickly.

He immediately raised his hand vigilantly to catch it.

Withdraw your hand and take a look, Fat Chirp?

"Pfft, if it wasn't for Brother Shen's face, I wouldn't be able to hold back my smile."

If he dared to laugh, that fellow Shen Yanjin would definitely reward him with vicious eyes. Although he couldn't hurt others, he would have nightmares if he was stared at too much.

"Chirp!"

Still laughing, if you don't run away, you are really smiling!
"Haha, where is the little bird going?"

Hearing this sound, Xiao Ling trembled, if Liu Qianfo hadn't grabbed him, even if he got stuck in the teacup, he would roll out of the yard with his mouth on the ground!

"Hey, why did you blow your hair?"

Liu Qianfo reached out his hand curiously to touch it, and before he could say a word, a bunch of jet-black long hair curled up the teacup and himself.

　Tonight I will be on the third shift, because we will have five shifts in the early morning, until next Tuesday, and now it is even more difficult to save the manuscript. The free new book pk starts in the early morning, everyone punch in and vote, and try to pass the p. Next Tuesday, we can continue to have five shifts every day Acridine.rush rush...

　　
　
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