Yuanshin: A big gift every week

'It's so dangerous, I almost laughed out loud. '

At this time, Feng Qing noticed the abnormal state of the little maid behind her, and knew what she saw.

"Don't get excited, Miss Xin, please sit down first."

He raised his hand to calm down Xin Yu, who was a few steps away, and sat down to chat first.

"Yes, Xin pretends that you should sit down first,"

Xin Xuan stood up suddenly, which also frightened Guoba who was eating pansy melon cake. Seeing this, Xiang Ling advised him, and then comforted Guoba's back.

"Hold...Sorry, I lost my temper."

It was rare to meet a confidant, and even brought her a formal invitation, Xin Jiao couldn't control herself a little bit.

'Mr. Fengqing is such a good person, but it's a pity that his experience is so similar to mine?Bitter! '

Xin Xuan, who sat down, no longer looked at Feng Qing, the chief seat, with the eyes of a big devil.

"It's good if you can calm down. By the way, where do you live, Miss Xin? Do you live alone?"

Feng Qing nodded in satisfaction after getting the answer and address that the other party lived alone.

Poor Xin Pao, completely unaware that he was leading a wolf into the house, and thought that his confidant was just asking casually for the convenience of visiting.

Well, a visit, a visit indeed.

"We're back, so tired!"

"What are you tired of, Paimon?! Didn't do anything."

The pleasant chatting and negotiation time ended when Ying and Paimon came back.

"Ah, you guys are back, I'm here again, and I brought a friend to introduce you to each other."

Xiangling said hello to the two of them.

"This is Xin Jiao, Li Yue's only rock singer."

"Xin Xiao, they are Ying and Paimon, travelers and adventurers."

Xiangling introduced both sides tirelessly, then looked up at the clock on the wall:

"Oh, let's get to know each other first, and let me and the rice cooker make dinner together."

"I'll be with you, Xiangling."

Noelle was standing behind Feng Qing on standby, her legs were a little sore, so she could take advantage of the cooking time to move around.

"Ok."

After all, it's not her own home, and Xiangling doesn't know what materials are in the kitchen, so it just so happens that Noelle can help point it out.

The little maid talked to the master, and then went to the kitchen with Xiang Ling and rice crust.

Feng Qing turned his attention back to Yingmei and Paimeng. If he guessed right, the two of them should have gone to the Adventurer's Association as commissions again today.

But, would anyone really ask the two of them to do some commissions?

After all, the identities of the two have already been spread.

The eldest wife and the younger wife of the Great Demon King.

Puchi, (-V-)r-

This title is so interesting that Feng Qing wants to laugh.

Now the two girls are talking with their new friend Xin Xuan, Feng Qing just sits quietly on the chair, interjecting a sentence from time to time, which also makes the three of them better acquainted.

06:30 pm, dinner time.

At the dinner table, Fengqing finally found an opportunity to ask Yingmei and Paimeng his previous questions, that is, what commissions they made today, or where they went.

We didn't do any commissions today, but we helped... er, a lazy person. "

Paimon said with an uncertain expression.

"Lazy?"

Of course Feng Qing knew that Tivat was rich in lazy people, but hadn't he already said that?

Tell Yingmei and Paimeng not to take any errand work, it is better to take the commission of fighting and exploring the ruins to experience themselves.

"It can't be said that she is a lazy person. She claims to be a poet, her name is Linling, she likes to write poems, um... o... she also writes during working hours, and she doesn't do any of her own work, so Paimon and I Just help her count the passing ships, otherwise, she will be fired by her boss."

"Linling? I remember that she was doing goods checking at the warehouse, but I rarely go there, and usually pass by."

Xiangling's memory is very good, she has basically met all the people who are resident and working in Liyue, and she can also call some people's names.

"It's (Qian Lizhao) that she writes poems, I don't know much about it. But she should work during working hours, and writing poems should be written when she is resting?"

Yingmei sighed:

"That's to say, it's a pity that she wrote it during working hours, no wonder she will be taught a lesson by her boss."

"However, I don't think she will in the future. She said she will reform herself."

Paimon ate a mouthful of braised pork, but he didn't know that he really helped a lazy person.

"In the future, don't help this person. Once or twice is fine, if you don't change after repeated admonition, then don't help."

Feng Qing put down his chopsticks and inserted a word at this moment.

In his opinion:

A person who can write poetry and is educated but doesn't work is also a lazy person!If you can't tell the difference between reality and ideal, Paimon just believes too much in other people's words.

"Why? And she should correct it?"

"Paimon, how can a person change his ways if he has not experienced pain?".