Transmigrating Into A Cannon Fodder

Lin Qing’s words jumped from the couch and pointed to Ye Shaoqing: “You, you,...”

Ye Shaoqing was full of sullen, cold and cold: "A animal is dare to go to bed, killing is light. If it is for adults, it must be broken."

Lin Qing's words: "..." How does it seem to tell her the same?

The voice of Aroma and Alan sounded outside the door at this time: "Miss, what happened?"

Ye Shaoqing took the message: "Come in and change the pillow on the couch."

"Yes."

Aroma, Alan entered the house one after the other. I saw a parrot with two claws on the pillow and a belly up, and looked at it.

Alan was about to wrap it up with a scorpion, and the parrot's stomach moved. He only heard a bang, his stomach broke a hole, and he climbed out a flesh-colored worm.

Lin Qing's words feel that the world is a bit of a fantasy, only to die!

Alan has been scared.

The scented scent pulled her back and was slightly confused: "The big son, this parrot is different."

Ye Shaoqing stepped forward two steps, and a mist of mist was thrown on the couch. The parrot and the worm quickly dried up: "This parrot was controlled, but fortunately you have not touched it and cleaned up."

"Yes."

The two were busy for a moment, and put on a new pillow to exit the bedroom.

There is less room for the sound of the bed in the room, and it is quiet and unusual.

Lin Qing’s words were pressed on his wrist: “What is hidden in your sleeve, and a pungent smell is sprinkled. Also, the parrot is controlled, how can I not understand?”

"It's a kind of martial art that you know each other. You don't understand it. How did this parrot come?"

Lin Qing’s retelling of the parrot into the government was repeated with him.

Ye Shaoqing’s dagger admired: “The mind is meticulous and doing a good job. I only took the initiative to save one person. Even if those cats and dogs are dead in front of me, I will not waste half of my strength. I will hear this excuse later, don’t bother.”

Lin Qing's words: "..."

What does he mean?

Liu’s is not the case.

Ye Shaoqing saw that she did not respond, and said: "You rest first, I will go out."

Lin Qing’s words sighed. It was estimated that he was looking for the shopkeeper of the flower shop for the parrot and personally sent him out.

Lin Qing’s words lay down again and suddenly remembered that if the parrot was controlled by someone, she just looked at it, wasn’t she looking at her owner?

Her back was cold and cool, and for the first time she felt the danger was close to herself.

The next day, the fragrance asked the Lin Qing word parrot.

Lin Qing’s words waved his hand: “I don’t know anything, don’t ask. The more you know, the more dangerous you will be.”

"Yes."

I thought this event would come to an end because Ye Shaoqing's intervention.

In the afternoon, when she looked through the scripture in front of the window, a crow, Lala, stood in front of her and looked at her.

The eyes are like people.

After Lin Qing’s short panic, he calmed down and waved a small fist toward it: “You and yesterday’s parrot were sent by one person? I advise you to go quickly, otherwise my husband will come back and let you have no bones.”

The crow's wings moved and simply squatted on the window.

Lin Qing’s words gnawed his teeth: “You have the ability to stay here!” She lowered her head and continued to read the scriptures.

The crow stared at her for a moment and flew to her arm.

Lin Qing’s words were shocked. The insects in the belly of the parrot last night made her remember.

There must have been this crow in the body. If the bug is on her body, can she not be controlled?

Quickly shake your arm.

The crow slashed his wings and then fell on the case, raising his neck and making a lame look.

Lin Qing's words: "..."

I don't know, I will think that this crow is getting fine!

Ready to call the fragrance, Alan came in to drive away.

Not yet opened, the crow suddenly fluttered two wings and flew away, looking a little scared.

Lin Qing was inexplicable, and he planned to wait for Ye Shaoqing to come back and tell the crows about it. He couldn't wait for people, so he had to rest first.

I slept until midnight and smelled a **** smell.

She immediately opened her eyes.

By the dim candlelight, she saw Ye Shaoqing lying next to her, and the **** smell was scattered from him.

Lin Qing’s words subconsciously opened the quilt and glanced at his white blouse from the outside. He could not see that he was injured from the outside and was about to bow his head to smell it.

There was one more hand on the waist, and a low voice rang in the ear: "How did you wake up?"

"You have a **** smell on your body."

"The smell is quite sensitive." Ye Shaoqing indirectly admitted the fact that he was injured.

Lin Qing’s words were a little uncomfortable because he changed his new place of residence. He felt it when he came back at night.

I am afraid that he will talk about the topic of having a son, so he has not been awake.

At the moment, his body tastes different when it is peaceful. She can't be indifferent.

"Are you a master? How can you get hurt?"

Is it difficult for him to fight with the owner of the bird today?

This would explain why the crow was so eager to fly away.

Because its master has encountered danger.

Then she still wants to tell him about it?

Hesitated for a moment.

I decided to wait for him to hurt and then mention it.

"My martial arts is good, but it does not mean that the world is invincible."

"Can you not work?"

Ye Shaoqing sighed softly: "You need to recuperate at home for two days, then you have to trouble the lady to help dress and wash."

Lin Qing’s words simply promised: “Small, you can feed you.”

Ye Shaoqing is very useful, and his mouth is hooked: "It’s not too early, rest."

"it is good."

Ye Shaoqing's injury was in the chest. Lin Qing's words changed him for the morning, and he looked at his figure for the first time in a sober situation.

The white bandage is wrapped around the chest, without affecting the appearance, the lines are distinct, strong and powerful.

Her eyes were straight and the little hands touched it.

She felt that she would regret not leaving him when she left.

Ye Shaoqing caught it and his eyebrows scorned: "You still have to change medicine?"

Lin Qing’s words are a smile: “I’m right.”

She opened the bandage, a long finger on the chest, and the fleshy valgus. Because of the bleeding, the wound was somewhat white, and it looked very scary.

In addition to this, there are several scars, the wounds above are not sutured, and a thick layer of polyps grows after the scars, which is very ugly.

And most of the wounds are gathered in the heart of the heart, and it seems that there are many people who want to put him to death.

Lin Qing’s words are a little distressed: “You have a too big wound, and you can’t rest for two days. You can’t do it with an injured office.”

"It’s just a skin injury, it doesn’t get in the way.”

Lin Qing's words fluently handled the wound for him, and changed his clothes for him: "I know a way to make the trauma better. It is to use a special needle thread to stitch the cut flesh together. support."

Ye Shaoqing looked at her eyes and explored when she learned to dress up the wounds and stitch them. "tell me the story."

"You are scarred by wounds, not only the scars are ugly, but you are also guilty. I read less, I can't say the way, wait for me for a while." Lin Qing's words before the case to write and draw, detailed stitching process And with needles and lines.

Ye Shaoqing got the picture, and the eyes flashed a little brightly: "How did you think of it?"