The hero of the female supporting role in fast time travel is highly poisonous

"Look, look, have you seen it? What else do you want to do?" Qiu Yiming has never been in a relationship, and he hasn't been seen by anyone since he was five years old, let alone teased him.

Yang Bingling almost reached out and hugged her. When did Qingwen become so pale? He has been a fool for so many years. "You bastard! Did you go out and sell yourself? You kept yourself so white, I'll cut you off."

Qiu Yiming was stunned by the yelling, and Yang Bingling reached out and copied a plate and threw it at a place where Qiu Yiming couldn't see anyone, saying "Let you sell it, let you sell it!"

Fortunately, Qiu Yiming didn't drink too much, so he managed to avoid the plate that threatened his little brother. This woman is really not to be offended, and she will turn her face whenever she wants.

It's a lunatic to still be able to sit there without feeling anything, I'd better find a quiet place to eat, and stay here for the rest of my life, not to mention being happy, even having cubs.

Seeing Bai Huahua's body go away from him, Yang Bingling was unhappy, holding her mouth and looking like she was about to cry, "Where are you going? Come back to me? Qingwen, you bastard, how dare you step out of this door One step, I will, I will not want you."

Qing Wen?It's Qingwen again, and she sees herself as Ke Qingwen again, pretending to be crazy when drinking crazy and using herself as Qingwen to vent, and finally getting so drunk that she can't even see clearly, and she is still thinking about Qingwen.

"Do you want love?" Qiu Yiming yelled back directly. This was the first time Qiu Yiming yelled at Yang Bingling. As an apprentice, Qiu Yiming shouldn't do this, but today he was so stubborn. "You don't want others, do you think they want you?"

The room next door heard the loud noise, and they came out and shouted, "Keep your voice down, this is an inn, you thought it was your house, quarrel and go home and quarrel."

This woman really caused me to be scolded. I didn't know how many times I was scolded before I saw Yang Bingling. I didn't think it was a bad thing, but now I feel so harsh.

I didn't want to accept a word, and I couldn't let my anger out and held it in my heart. "Xiao Er, come to me with a pot of wine and serve me all the dishes in your restaurant."

Xiao Er responded, "This husband and wife are really strange. One eats more than the other, but this begging posture can tell that they are a real husband and wife."

Although Qiu Yiming drank some wine, he could still hear Xiao Er's muttering voice. Qiu Yiming, who talked to each other with a couple of mouthfuls, had a lot of irony in his heart, and he had a pleasant face when serving the dishes.

He didn't even speak loudly, but Xiaoer put down the dishes in a hurry, ran away, and said after going out, "Isn't this man liking men? Seeing his wife lying drunk on the bed and still thinking about eating, I look so Qingxiu, you must have taken a fancy to me."

Qiu Yiming was almost choked to death, I really can't show a good face, this kind of person is killed by others, I am so angry, this wine is so bad, I will order you again if there is a ghost table dishes.

Half of the dishes on the table have already been eaten, and Qiu Yiming doesn't blush, dare I touch her?If she wakes up, she can't kill me?Don't know anything, just gossiping here.

Yang Bingling slept comfortably this time, but after waking up, she only felt a splitting headache and pain in her temples, as if she still had some sequelae. What was that white thing I saw yesterday?
Now I can be sure that Qingwen must not have come, and that thing is sticking in front of him again, there must be nothing in this room, even though he is a cultivator, he is still very timid.

The room is bright, and I feel somewhat comforted. Why are there so many plates on the table, and Qiu Yiming is under the plates?It must be a good thing this guy did, and what do you want to do again.

Kicking him awake by myself, asking him to spend money without my consent, is really boring!This stool doesn't look very strong, will it be broken by my own kick, and then be blackmailed by the store.

This Qiu Yiming buried his head under the plate, he is also a talent, it doesn't matter if he turns it over, if the plate is broken, wouldn't he have to pay him for the plate again.

Forget it, it's not worth it at all, the weather is good, the sun is warming on the body, and there is a view downstairs, the design of this restaurant is not bad, but I always feel that there are some shortcomings.

You can also open a restaurant by yourself, what kind of immortal cultivation, what's the use in the end, it's not as happy as these people who eat and drink all day long.

Why the hell is it here at this time, there is nothing to use here, if you get your clothes dirty, how can you go out by yourself, there is a dead pig in the room.

This aunt didn't hurt anymore, why is it starting to hurt now, damn it hurts even more than before "Qiu Yiming! Get up quickly, Qiu Yiming!"

This dead pig has finally moved. It looks like he didn't drink less yesterday. What can he do to get over it? Splurge with his own money. If it weren't for the generosity of the alchemist union, forget it, put the money on his head first and then Pay him back.

Facing the sun, Qiu Yiming saw Yang Bingling sitting on the table beside the bed. He really didn't care about the image of a girl at all, but he was much better looking than the usual coquettish look. "Master, why are you calling me?"

Do you know that I am the master today?Why don't you continue to be arrogant, if it weren't for the fact that you are kind to me, I would have thrown it out for you a long time ago. "Go out, let someone clean up this place, and then go buy me two clothes."

The way she ordered people was still so natural, she didn't feel embarrassed at all, but why her lips were so white, it was probably from yesterday's drinking, "Master, it's okay, why don't I go find a doctor and come back?"

Yang Bingling couldn't hold back anymore, it really hurt, she couldn't stop rolling her eyes when she looked out of the window, "No, stop talking nonsense and hurry up, am I your master or are you my master? Hurry up."

Qiu Yiming said in a low voice, listening to the panting voice, he seemed to have something to say, I really beg you, can you go quickly, and don't be here.

I didn't say anything in the end, thank God, for you are so knowledgeable and interesting, you don't care about the money you spent yesterday, so let's count it as my apprentice.

People coming and going from the window sill, why is this old lady here?She was so accurate last time, so now that she encounters it, she will naturally have to take a look again.

But this movement was painful, and in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared. Finally, he didn't even say a word. Forget it.

Wen Xin is not dead yet, the hand became Dan Haijian as if he felt the change of Yang Bingling's mood, the sword body trembled slightly as if comforting Yang Bingling.

You are actually spiritual, please take good care of Wen Xin's remnant soul, I will spend my whole life trying to find a way to revive Wen Xin.

No matter what they think, I still can't let it go, even if I resolutely buried Wen Xin in the space created by the old man, I would think of Wen Xin when I saw Dan Haijian.

Those eyes looked at me, and I couldn't sleep all night, as long as I closed my eyes, the image would appear in my mind, and I would see Wen Xin staring at me firmly.

After losing Wenxin, she lay in Xingluo Sect for three years. She didn't want to wake up but she couldn't die anyway. She was willing to lose Wenxin and just go. It was better than torturing herself every minute after waking up.

I have always wondered why Qingwen gave up the throne to Jiaobai, why he left me again and again, and I clearly felt his presence several times.

But in a blink of an eye, he was out of breath. He had been on the side that day, and he thought he would definitely come out to stop him, but in the end, Wen Xin died tragically, and he didn't even see Qing Wen.

Is that cold underground cool?Wait for me in a minute and I'll be right here, I'll pick you up, and we'll leave Dosa to a place where he can't be found.

But why is it so uncomfortable in my heart, could it be that I am reluctant to leave?No, it's definitely not that I'm just sad about Wen Xin, I haven't recovered yet, it must be.

The person Qiu Yiming called came to visit, and they were packing things aside. The sound of jingling bells and bangs made Yang Bingling lose his thoughts, and turned to stare at those people cleaning up. Outside the door, Yang Bingling saw Qiu Yiming's clothes.

The crimson purple side is mixed with the swastika texture embroidered with gold thread, which inexplicably makes people feel at ease.They cleaned up quickly, and left without making a sound. Qiu Yiming slipped in through the crack of the door.

"Here are the clothes I bought for you." Throwing them on the bed, they turned around and left. There was a wonderful tacit understanding between the two of them. You didn't tell me and I didn't ask, but I knew what you wanted to say.

There are four or five sets thrown on the bed, all colors are available, but the crimson purple set is the most eye-catching, with cherry blossoms drawn with silver lines on it, it must look beautiful in the sun, I can't help but try it on my upper body.

But that pink and white set is also good and dreamy, but it is not suitable for me now. There is also an ivory white set that is very good, and it can be worn as soon as you twist it up, and the effect is better than the crimson purple one.

There are no complicated patterns, only a picture of Bingling's crescent moon on the belt. She combed her hair high and tied it into a ponytail. Looking at herself in the mirror, Yang Bingling couldn't remember how long she hadn't taken a good look at herself.

This face was indeed a bit pale. Yang Bingling also saw a box of cream in the pile of clothes. Yang Bingling didn't need to open it to know that the box contained Dosa's famous rouge.

Qiu Yiming was waiting outside the door. Now Qiu Yiming also looked like a dog, and he was also a bit attractive. The dull and silly temperament seemed to have improved.

Qiu Yiming didn't expect Yang Bingling to look so good in the clothes he chose, and he couldn't move his eyes for a while. When he realized it, he immediately turned his head to the side with guilt.

Qiu Yiming's guilty conscience was all in Yang Bingling's eyes, and he laughed when he wanted to, but the pain in his lower abdomen was still unbearable, "Pack up your things, let's go."

Qiu Yiming nodded, and hurriedly went in to pack his things. Why did he not come out after so long? When Yang Bingling went back to look at it, he realized that Qiu Yiming's packing was meticulous. To put it bluntly, he was procrastinating on purpose.