The concubine must be obedient and obedient

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The good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly, He Lanqing didn't find anything wrong with the post, seeing that Shang Shiqi still had that "wronged" look, her eyes froze at the end of the post.

"You know this guy?"

"I don't know you." Shang Shiqi was a little dazed.

"Then you look..." What kind of expression is this.

Shang Shiqi rubbed his cheeks with his white and tender hands, "This man has a really good name."

He Lanqing raised her eyebrows and glanced at Shang Shiqi, looked down at the post, and said indifferently: "Lin Kun is indeed a good name."

"Isn't it a stick?" blurted out.

"Is it a wooden stick?" Gently twirling the fingertips at the name of the signer, He Lan looked at Shang Shiqi with a half-smile and asked back.

"Let me take a look again." Shang Shiqi didn't believe in evil, ignored the bumps of the carriage, got up and rushed over.

......

"Cough." Shang Shiqi coughed lightly, wiping the tip of his nose with a small white hand awkwardly, "It's indeed Lin Kun."

----It is written too sticky.

Sensing He Lanqing's slightly cold gaze, Shang Shiqi shrank his neck, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look at He Lanqing, "I didn't mean to bite you." It can't be considered a bite...

The eyes glanced around, especially staying at the two clear canine teeth marks on the white chin more often.

"On purpose?" The voice was flat and a little cold.

"Hmm... No, no." Shang Shiqi hurriedly waved his hands, his baby-fat face was full of tangles, "You bit my nose too..."

"Is it reasonable?" He Lanqing narrowed her eyes dangerously as she brushed her chin with her slender fingers.

"No...no." Shang Shiqi knew he was wrong, lowered his head and silently put the invitation aside, not daring to look up at He Lanqing.

He stared at Shang Shiqi with cold eyes for a long time.

A sigh was vaguely heard, followed by the sound of flipping through a book.

Shang Shiqi was very timid and didn't look up all the way.

Because I had to arrive at the martial arts conference before dark, I didn't stop all the way.

The place where the meeting was held was a city called Longcheng.

There is still some time before the official start of the conference, but a lot of people have already gathered in the city, and many inn rooms have already been occupied.

Shang Shiqi stroked his deflated stomach, and rubbed his sore neck with a little grievance, his stomach let out a "gurgling" sound in spite of himself.

Shang Shiqi glanced at He Lanqing silently, and was slightly relieved to see that the other party was still reading the book without changing his face.

---- Fortunately, I didn't hear it.

"Find a place to park." He Lanqing said loudly to the driver outside the curtain.

The coachman responded, walked for about a while, found an inn, and stopped the carriage.

"Go on." He Lanqing said lightly.

"En." Shang Shiqi stretched out his arms, and hurriedly jumped out of the carriage, with a hint of running away.

"Slower."

After running a few steps, a faint voice came from behind him.

Shang Shiqi's ears moved slightly, but he didn't hear anything unusual in the man's voice, so he felt relieved, stopped, and waited for He Lanqing to follow.

Pinch the tender and fair neck with slightly cool palms, and Shang Shiqi was agitated, wanting to turn around and resist.

"Don't move." He Lanqing stopped her, her voice was not too loud, but she didn't exude coldness either.

Shang Shiqi shrank his neck, but didn't make a sound.

He Lanqing took advantage of her height, and when Shang Shiqi walked into the inn, she nimbly pressed the acupoints on the latter's neck with her fingertips.

There are indeed quite a few people dining in this inn, He Lanqing took Shang Shiqi to find a corner seat and sat down, called Xiaoer to book a room and asked for a few signature dishes, then He casually found a reason and sent Xiao Er aside.

Shang Shiqi swallowed his saliva, looked at the dishes on the table, and thought about keeping his manner of eating as gentle as possible.

"Just say so when you're hungry in the future." He Lanqing put a chicken leg between her legs and put it in Shang Shiqi's bowl.

"Ahem..." Shang Shiqi's face froze, his throat stopped, and he choked.

---- heard?!

He Lanqing frowned, poured a cup of tea neatly and placed it in front of Shang Shiqi, and said softly, "Slow down."

Shang Shiqi didn't have the mood to refuse anymore, he took the teacup with both hands and drank it down in one gulp, the tea water meandering down his clean chin.

"Huh." Shang Shiqi let out a long breath.

----Feel alive.

"What's the rush?" He Lanqing frowned and blamed, and reached out to hand the silk handkerchief to Shang Shiqi.

Shang Shiqi sniffed, but didn't react.

With a smile in He Lan's eyes, he said lightly, "What are you doing, wipe it yourself."

The implication is nothing more than 'I won't wipe it for you'.

"Oh." Shang Shiqi came to his senses, lowered his eyes, responded repeatedly, took it awkwardly and wiped his mouth indiscriminately.

----Who wants you to wipe it.

Seeing that awkward look, He Lanqing sipped his tea with a faint smile on his lips.

Shang Shiqi was seen even more awkwardly.

"Why are you laughing."

"Laugh at your awkwardness." She chuckled lightly.

Shang Shiqi: ...

The atmosphere quieted down.

The whispers from the table next to them also reached the ears of Shang Shiqi and He Lanqing.

"This forest city lord convened this martial arts conference, probably..." the big man stopped his chopsticks, frowning and said to the two big guys opposite.

"Don't say it, walls have ears." Another big man who looked intimidating stopped him softly, and glanced around.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter," the big man who was drinking waved his hand, "Brother, what to do so carefully, these are all a group of reckless men, and they don't understand."

Shang Shiqi's white and tender ears twitched, and couldn't help but glance at the three big men.

----Boor, are you describing themselves?

The author has something to say: Big man (thumping the table angrily): What nonsense is the truth!

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【Welcome to catch insects】

☆、Chapter 41.

This not-so-big inn was almost full, and there was a lot of noise. It seemed that they were all third-rate masters, who presumably came to this martial arts conference to join in the fun and gain fame or something.

"What are you looking at, little doll!" the big man shouted, staring at the little doll beside him.

"Third brother." Yang Dianxian stretched out his hand to block it, lowered his lower eyelids slightly, and put the chopsticks in his hand on the table.

The big man saw that his elder brother had spoken, so he couldn't say anything more, so he simply stared at the little doll, but the other party glanced at him with disdain and then turned his head away.

This is not even rare to see!

The big man's face turned red from anger, and he was about to explode, but his elder brother stepped forward first.

"I'm really sorry, my third brother has been spoiled and has a bad temper. I hope you two can forgive me."

Yang Dianxian bent his body slightly, his upright demeanor was indifferent and cold, and the extremely handsome young master cupped his hands as an apology.

He talked about apologizing to the two of them, but he didn't even look at Shang Shiqi.

One of the other two big men lost his temper. He didn't understand why his elder brother had to apologize to the little boy and the milk baby.

Just as he was about to rush up, another big man stopped him.

He Lanqing raised her eyes, "You are."

"My servant is Yang Dianxian." He straightened up and said.

"Pfft." Shang Shiqi choked on a sip of tea, and He Lanqing licked the corners of her lips helplessly, and changed her position to gently pat her on the back to make the latter feel better.

When he heard that unsuitable voice, Yang Dianxian narrowed his eyes slightly, and frowned slightly with a scarred eyebrow, which was fleeting.