Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

The people on the ground fainted, Su Bailang clapped his hands and just got up when he saw two people standing not far away.

"Qiao Qiao—"

Su Bailang ran over joyfully, hugged his slender waist and lifted him over his head.

"I miss you so much...Let me weigh whether it's heavy or light——"

"Well... It's light again. Is there no one to cook for you? One day I will find a cook to send you to the blue sea and sky. I must make you white and fat. You are too thin—"

Ye Qiao smiled from ear to ear, and patted his shoulder lightly.

"Let me down quickly... The apprentice is watching here."

Su Bailang tilted his head, only to realize that there was another person beside him.

Dong Zhao's face suddenly became serious, his eyes narrowed slightly dangerously, and Dong Zhao was full of jealousy.

"Hey! I said, why does this wood smell so strong of vinegar? It turns out that someone knocked over the vinegar vat—"

He put Ye Qiao on the ground, walked up to Dong Zhao and looked him up and down.

"Don't you accept apprentices?"

Ye Qiao said, "I want to accept it"...

"If you want to accept it, tell me, I have several children with good spiritual roots, why did I accept such a tattered one..."

Dong Zhao stared at him.

Ye Qiao curled his lips into a smile, "He's fine—"

The words "he's fine" fell into Dong Zhao's ear, instantly illuminating his dark heart.

"Master really thinks so? I... really happy."

Su Bailang said: "You are so thin, you can't even take care of yourself, but you still want to take care of him? You really don't mind causing yourself trouble."

"I will take good care of Master." Dong Zhao said firmly.

Su Bailang curled his lips, "I hope—"

"Boy, you are very lucky. Many people dream of being Ye Qiao's apprentice. I didn't expect such a great thing to happen to you. Could it be that you did something great in your previous life?"

"Your master is the best person in the world, you have to treat him well."

Dong Zhaoyi raised his head, "You don't need to tell me, I can do it naturally."

Su Bailang smiled, turned around and stuck it on Ye Qiao's shoulder, "Hey, you little apprentice has a tough temper."

Dong Zhaoyi turned his head and stopped looking at him.

Ye Qiao said: "The other day I saw you cut down eight hundred miles of peach forests. The good peach trees bloomed so beautifully, and you like to eat peaches very much. Why did you cut them down all of a sudden?"

Su Bailang pretended not to hear, and smiled, "Suddenly remembered that there is still something to do, let's talk another day."

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

When he first arrived in the blue sea and sky, everything Dong Zhao saw was new.

When Ye Qiao woke up the next day, he heard Dong Zhao rustling in the yard busy with something.

He was dressed in a light blue long robe, and when the morning wind hit, his hem lifted, and he walked slowly like walking on floating clouds.

"Azhao... what are you doing?"

Dong Zhao was busy sweating profusely, with mud in his hand.

"Planted a Joan tree."

"When the viburnum tree blooms, Master will be able to smell the fragrance of the flowers—"

Ye Qiao smiled slightly, turned around and sat in front of the stone table, and poured two cups of tea.

"Azhao... come over and have a cup of tea and take a rest."

After Dong Zhao buried the last handful of soil, he ran over and drank the glass of water in one gulp.

Before taking a rest, he said: "I made some food in the kitchen, this meeting will be fine, Master is waiting for me to bring the food over."

Ye Qiao didn't know how to tell him that she actually didn't need to eat, it was just that she was hungry occasionally.

Before waiting for a while, Dong Zhao came over with the food.

The aroma was so strong that the gluttons in his stomach crawled out again.

"What did you do? It smells so good——"

"dumpling--"

Ye Qiao was slightly taken aback.

Surprised on his face, "Azhao really won my heart, I don't know how long I've been thinking about this."

Just as he was about to pick up the chopsticks, Dong Zhao suddenly said, "Wait a minute..."

"kindness?"

He was still in a daze, a fragrant, warm and soft dumpling had already touched his mouth.

"Ah... open your mouth—"

Ye Qiao was slightly taken aback, and suddenly felt it was funny, opened his mouth and ate it in one bite, the mouth was full of oil and fresh juice, the taste was fresh and fragrant.

"Is it delicious?" Dong Zhao asked expectantly.

Ye Qiao raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, smiling like a child.

"good to eat--"

Seeing his happy appearance, Dong Zhao was also happy.

He reached out to wipe the fresh juice overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and took a few more and sent them to Ye Qiao's mouth.

"Master thinks it's delicious, so eat more—"

A familiar voice came from not far away.

"Ah Qiao—"

"Look what I brought you... Your favorite beggar's chicken, I went to line up early to buy it with great difficulty."

Ye Qiao raised his head and turned his head in the direction of the voice.

Shen Hui suddenly saw the scene in front of him, and suddenly became murderous, and his eyes fell on Dong Zhao with unkind eyes.

"Who are you?!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and knocked off the bamboo chopsticks in his hand.

There was a bit of jealousy and hostility in his eyes.

"What are you, you deserve to feed Ah Qiao! Go away!"

Shen Hui kicked him away, and Dong Zhao who kicked him turned a few somersaults on the ground, and almost missed it in one breath.

He knelt on the ground clutching his painful stomach, gritted his teeth fiercely, his brows furrowed.

Shen Huiqi just wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Ye Qiao.

"Brother, what are you doing, A Zhao is my apprentice, you can't treat him like this."

Shen Hui was shocked.

"He is your apprentice!"

"Blind teacher, is your heart blind? Any picky thing can be your apprentice, so drive him down the mountain!"

As Shen Hui said, he was about to make a move, but Ye Qiao stood still and stopped him.

"Senior brother! He is my apprentice, the only apprentice I Ye Qiao recognizes."

"Brother, please don't hold prejudice against him."

Shen Hui gave the people on the ground a hard look.

The first time he saw him, Shen Hui hated him very much, even to the point of disgust.

Ye Qiao turned around and reached out to help him.

Seeing that Dong Zhao's hand was about to rest on Ye Qiao's, Shen Hui suddenly formed a layer of frost between his brows, and sent him flying with a palm.

"You can touch his hands too! Go to hell!"

Shen Hui suddenly became furious, and with an extra soft sword in his hand, he stabbed straight at Dong Zhao.

There was a bang, the sound of metal collisions of swords and swords.

The Chixiao sword in Ye Qiao's hand blocked the soft sword in Shen Hui's hand.

The soft sword trembled violently and let out a clanking hissing sound.

Shen Hui glared at Ye Qiao.

"Ye Qiao! You actually used your sword on me for such a waste!"

Although Ye Qiao's voice was faint, it was unusually firm.

"He is my disciple..."

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Shen Hui's eyes, and then disappeared suddenly. He hummed and smiled, and put away the soft sword in his hand.

"Forget it...for Ah Qiao's sake—"

"Don't spoil Ah Qiao's interest, I specially bought the beggar's chicken, eat some while it's hot."

As he spoke, he opened the package, tore a plump chicken leg and handed it to Ye Qiao.

"Here, Ah Qiao—"

Ye Qiao didn't raise his hand for a long time.

Shen Hui's face darkened instantly.

"What? Doesn't Ah Qiao like to eat Lao Hu's beggar's chicken the most on weekdays?"