Chapter 1655 The Ancient Voldemort 2
"Stop talking, Qingqing didn't pay too much for our family. The treasure is hard to find, let alone it belongs to the palace. Aren't you embarrassing her? Just do your best in everything. It's rare for Qingqing to come here. Don't say that."

After Master Li said that, the old lady didn't continue talking.

"Qingqing, don't be angry, mother doesn't mean to blame you," the old lady said to Qingqing with a smile.

"Sister, that's what mother said, don't take it to heart, I will work hard in the future."

Each of them spoke in a gifted tone, and Qingqing didn't have a smile on her face at first, but after hearing their explanation, she eased up a bit.

Jun Luoxi held her head with one hand, and she finally understood that Qingqing is the old-fashioned, ready-made version of Voldemort.

It's just that she herself doesn't seem to have this awareness?

"Eldest sister, you haven't finished your meal yet, come here, hurry up and order the kitchen to cook the meals that my eldest sister likes to eat, if my eldest sister is hungry, let's see how I deal with you!"

It has been at least half an hour since entering the house. As the beloved wife of Wangfu Xuanyuan Qiming, Qingqing has brought great honor to the Li family. It has been so long since she returned to her mother's house that she thought of asking the kitchen to cook and entertain.

This is another family, when a guest comes to the door, the first thing to do is to order the kitchen to prepare delicious food for hospitality, even if the other party has already eaten, this is the etiquette of hospitality.

"Qingqing, you haven't come home for a long time, let mother take a good look at you, how are you doing in the palace, my lord, did he bully you?" The old lady looked concerned.

Qingqing looked moved, "Mother, everything is fine with me in the palace, don't worry, you and dad are getting older, let Xiaobao do whatever you want, not only can you train him, but you can also do it." Rest."

"Elder Sister, my parents are still young, and everyone in the house cannot live without them. I have to take my time to study. I am very busy, and cultivation takes up a lot of my time."

"Oh, it's rare to come back, let's not talk about this, Qingqing, you are thirsty, come, drink tea." The old lady made a look, and immediately a maid poured tea for Qingqing.

The superficial skills they should do are still the same.

It's a pity, these actions that seem to love Qingqing, in Jun Luoxi's eyes, are hypocrisy, but Qingqing can't see it at all.

At this time, Li Xiaobao turned his head bored, and suddenly his eyes fell on Jun Luoxi stretching out his hand, and he fell from the chair to the ground with a plop.

"You, who are you, why are you in my house, father and mother, her."

"Ahem, look at you, how decent it is to sit on the ground, sit back quickly, this man is your sister's musician, probably a top-notch personal maid." The old lady looked superior.

Qingqing frowned, "Mother! She is a musician, a musician that the prince values ​​very much, not some high-class maid." This is her master, a single thought can kill her, so don't make her unhappy.

The old lady still looked contemptuous, "Oh."

"Musician, that means you can play the piano well, little sister, did you bring an instrument, play a piece for us all, so that we can wash our ears." Li Xiaobao stood up and walked towards Jun Luoxi go.

This face is so heart-wrenching, no wonder the prince would fall under such a face.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards Jun Luoxi, and Qingqing shouted nervously when she saw it.

"Stop! You are not allowed to touch her!"

Li Xiaobao looked back at Qingqing with dissatisfaction, "Eldest sister, since she is a musician, there is nothing untouchable. I like her younger brother. Sister, you decide to let me marry her." Xuanyuan Qiming should not have spoiled her yet.

Then he must seize the opportunity!

(End of this chapter)

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