On the correct way for little fairies to descend from heaven

92 Chapter 92. How Much Money Does It Cost?

Wuque has a big appetite and can eat very much.

Every time Qin Chuan watched Ya Wuque eat, he would silently swallow his saliva, calculating in his mind... How much money will this meal cost...

Thinking about that number, Qin Chuan would become forced to smile again, and turned to look at his boss: Where did you find such a big foodie!

Although looking at the eating of this beautiful boy will also increase the appetite...

Later, Qin Chuan mentioned to Yun Zhaozhao about the expenses of the mansion in a side-to-side manner.Only then did the little girl suddenly realize that, by the way, as the saying goes, "eat people's mouths are soft", she stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, turned her face away, and went to discuss with Ya Wuque.

Ya Wuque also understood this reason, looked down at the steamed bun in his hand, put it down reluctantly, and sat down obediently, like a dog.The nympho Yun Zhaozhao couldn't help stretching out his little paws, and pulled a few handfuls of the beautiful boy's long hair.

Tut tut, it feels so good.

The little girl smiled obscenely.

But if you can eat, you can eat, Ya Wuque looks extremely lazy, but he is a good hand at work.

The work of cleaning and weeding was done quickly and well. A peerless straight man like Jiang Fengying who never cared about housework could not help but be slightly surprised by this beautiful boy.

It turns out that this person is not a showman.

Ya Wuque would also often run to the kitchen.

At first, he wanted to search for something to eat, but after Yun Zhaozhao mentioned it to him, he restrained himself a lot.But he couldn't bear it because he was born well and could talk, and he always coaxed the cooks and aunts in the kitchen to be happy, and the cooks would stuff a lot of snacks into his arms, and sometimes they researched new dishes and You must drag Ya Wuque into the kitchen and let him try this first bite.

All in all, Ya Wuque's life in the General's Mansion is very leisurely.

One afternoon, Yun Zhaozhao and Ya Wuque were sitting in the courtyard. On the table was freshly made sweet-scented osmanthus preserves from the kitchen. The sweet and sweet aroma of honey mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers flowed in the warm autumn sun and penetrated into people's mouths. Nose, it seems that the internal organs are also filled with warm autumn colors, with the sweet smell of snacks, which makes people feel floating, as if they are in the clouds.

The little girl threw a piece into her mouth, and said vaguely: "Hey, Wuque, tell me, why did you sneak out?"

"Hmm..." Ya Wuque smiled, the golden color of the warm sun flashed on the little tiger teeth, how playful.

"Probably because of conflicts with my family." The boy's voice was clear and shallow, "They insisted on me doing things I don't like, and when I got angry, I ran out."

Yun Zhaozhao didn't take it seriously: "Oh, we both have the same disease and love each other."

"Same sickness and pity?" Ya Wuque thought for a while and understood the meaning, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"Then... your family didn't come to look for it?"

Hearing this, Ya Wuque bared his teeth and smiled: "No, if I really want to hide, they won't be able to find me."

"Oh." The little girl sighed resentfully, "I was caught."

The little girl poked her head carefully to look around, and leaned over and whispered, "It's just Jiang Fengying, you know? He's here to arrest me!"

"Eh?" Ya Wuque couldn't figure out the relationship.

Isn't Yun Zhaozhao the cousin of the general's mansion?Can the general put down his official duties and arrest people himself?What about Yun Zhaozhao's family?
There were too many questions, Ya Wuque decided, shook his head, and didn't think about it.

The little girl was still crazily complaining over there: "Jiang Fengying is just a slut, look, how old he is, let alone marrying a wife, the mansion doesn't even have a concubine!"

(End of this chapter)