The Empress of Fast Travel is still a vicious villain today

Chapter 117: Chapter 117
Well, this is trying to feed her to death, how much can a five-year-old girl eat, she just ate half a steamed bun.

"No, why are you here?"

Fu Yulin turned the Moyu finger in his hand, and glanced at Jun Jiuli up and down, "You dance well, I need a bed warmer girl, why don't you come with me."

Pooh!shameless.

How old is he, to attack a five-year-old girl.

Jun Jiuli directly pulled Lvjing behind Fu Yulin, "Uncle Lvjing, come over to eat, you have worked hard at night."

The dumpling, which was only as big as a knee, came over and smiled, with two dimples on his face, oh, so cute.

Li Qing's childhood appearance is actually not very similar to Jun Jiuli's. Jun Jiuli was not favored by his mother and concubine when he was young. Although he had a beautiful body, he was very thin, with only a pair of big grape-black eyes, exactly the same .

Now she is dressed in a small milk fat, with a blink of an eye, how cute and cute it is. It is the same as the Persian cat in the old man's house next door. It is beautiful and soft.

He can't give birth to such a beautiful girl, why is my grandfather not happy about it.

"Not hard, not hard."

Just when I was about to sit down, my back felt cold.

"Uncle Lvjing, why don't you marry me in the future, I will be very obedient, very obedient, I don't eat much, one steamed bun is enough."

Jun Jiuli said while looking at Fu Yulin.

Fu Yulin sneered, "No money."

Holding Lvjing by the back of the neck, he flew away from the window.

This ran away.

Looking at the bird's nest and shark's fin in front of him, Jun Jiuli burped again.

"Qiqi, you eat, put it away after eating."

It is estimated that Song Tangxue has given her such food recently, and she has to stockpile food.

Sighed silently, five years old, sad.

……

Xueyan angrily pushed Jun Jiuli's room away, and lifted Jun Jiuli's quilt directly.

"You bad girl, what kind of nectar did you give me? Is my face disfigured?"

This morning, when she went to the lady's room, the lady was so frightened that she cried and howled, and even kicked her.

Shout out, Sydney, sorry.

She went back and saw that her face was purple and purple, as if it had been painted on.

But it doesn't hurt.

Jun Jiuli rubbed her eyes, pulled Xueyan's cuff, "No, isn't it very sweet, it will be gone in a few days."

She only used a little oleander powder, and added other medicinal materials as primers, it was just a prank.

Xueyan was full of anger, but Jun Jiuli was very good-looking, and he was only five years old, so he was kind.

It could be that she is allergic to nectar.

Thinking of this, she squatted on the ground and began to cry, "Hey, Miss doesn't want me anymore."

It doesn't hurt to be kicked, but why did the lady say those words.

Wasn't Sydney killed by an assassin?
For a moment, I didn't know whether to cry for myself or for Sydney.

Jun Jiuli didn't speak, took a bag of preserved fruit from Qiqi, and ate it slowly.

The dried meat is sweet but not greasy, and the salty taste floats to Xueyan's nose.

Her breakfast was still useless, tears were hanging on her eyelashes, "You are heartless, I gave you a steamed bun yesterday, and you didn't comfort me?"

Jun Jiuli handed over the jerky, "Comfort, sweet."

Xueyan almost died of anger.

But looking at this jerky, the workmanship is fine, it is not the handicraft of a small workshop at first glance, the meat is ruddy and translucent, with a faint luster.

He took it over, "Li Qing, are you sneaking into the dog's hole again?"

Li Qing's face is similar to the golden boy and jade girl in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, it must have been given to him by others while walking, pretending to be pitiful.

Doesn't she just feel sorry for this girl, now that she's all right, the eldest lady doesn't like her anymore, so she won't let her serve her.

Jun Jiuli: "If you don't eat, give it back to me."

"eat."

　La la la, la la la, plant the sun.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)