The fast travel group favors her as a full-level boss

Chapter 290 Draw the ground as a prison (4)

"I bought bean curd, not you!" Lu Qi blushed angrily.

Si Wu: "Little girl knows."

"You know..."

"The little girl was given by you selling bean curds." Si Wu was so angry that he apologized.

Lu Qi: "..." His eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

There is no one who sells bean curds to give to living people.

"I already have someone I like, little lady, don't mess around!" Lu Qi clenched his fists and glared at each other.

"That's it." Si Wu stared at him with some regret, and patted Lu Qi's strong arm with his small hand: "What a pity."

Lu Qi saw that she no longer forced others to do anything, and was about to leave with Douhua in hand.

Si Wu suddenly said: "Actually, I was also selling bean curd before I got married. You said that your master drinks a bowl of bean curd every day, and the little girl's skill in making bean curd is no worse than others.

I saw you were in a hurry. You should be quite far away from here. Why don't you take me back? I'm sure you'll have enough delicious bean curd every day! "

Before coming here, she specially learned how to make bean curd, in order to catch his master's stomach.

How could Lu Qi dare to make an arrogance to take someone back, she is still such a difficult little woman.

Si Wu glanced at him, picked up the bean curd and poured it into his mouth.

"Don't, don't!" Lu Qi had no choice but to agree: "I'll take you back, but you have to promise that you are not allowed to get close to my master!"

"Okay." Si Wu happily picked up the bean curd, and was about to follow him.

Lu Qi glanced at the "corpse" on the ground, and frowned suspiciously: "You don't care about your father and husband?"

Si Wu pinched the handkerchief and cried delicately: "The little girl is even more afraid that her benefactor will run away after bringing the bean curd. She wants to go back with her benefactor to explore the road first, and then come back to bury them richly."

Lu Qi suppressed the cold light in his eyes.

After a while, according to what Si Wu said, he poured the bean curd into the soup cup in the food box, bought buns, put them in the food box, and took her up the mountain.

Si Wu followed behind him, sometimes saying he was tired, sometimes talking about drinking, very delicate.

Lu Qi thought to himself: You can really pretend.

He sneered, and pointed to the courtyard on the mountain: "That's my master's mansion, why don't I go ahead..."

"No, the little girl has plenty of strength and is not tired."

Si Wu smiled, pretended to cheer up, and followed him up the mountain.

Lingshui Village is indeed a good place.

Outstanding people, picturesque mountains and rivers.

Si Wu followed Lu Qi to the door of a mansion. Looking at the plaque with the word "Wen Mansion" written on it, he couldn't help but think of the former prime minister whose surname was Wen and whose name was Shaoqing. He was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and had read thousands of books. A handsome man with unparalleled looks.

Lu Qi took her into the mansion and arranged her in the guest room.

Before leaving.

He warned carefully: "My master's bedroom is in the backyard. Remember, don't get close."

"Understood." Si Wu closed the door, kicked off his shoes, threw himself on the bed, and took a beauty sleep first.

Last night, in order to prepare for the drama of "selling her body to bury her father", she stayed up all night, and now she is so sleepy that her eyelids are shaking.

the other side.

Lu Qi took out the bean curd that night from the food box, took out a silver needle, tested it to be non-toxic, then heated the bean curd and brought it to his master.

He knocked on the door, then opened it and went in.

Lu Qi put the hot bean curd on the table and turned to look at the person beside Huanghuali's bed.

"Master, my subordinate met a suspicious young lady at the market today." Lu Qi truthfully reported what happened just now to the man.

The man was dressed in plain clothes and robes, not stained with slender dust, and had long black hair like splashed ink, half of which was tied on the top of the hair with a green jade hairpin. His phoenix eyes and snow skin were unparalleled in beauty.

(End of this chapter)