Yuanshin: A big gift every week

"have eaten."

Wagner raised his hammer and slammed it heavily on the table, making a series of creaking sounds.

"It turned out that I had already eaten it, and I wanted to say that I didn't eat it, so I gave it a blow."

He laughed and scolded, "Oh, I still have a lot of work at 26. Instead of chatting with me, I'd better find that girl."

"You know this as well?"

"Just now I saw that you and that girl named Mona seem to be whispering something... it must be love."

"You are really... an old clever ghost." Feng Qing found that the blacksmith he had been neglecting was actually a person who was observant.

He always thought that this person could only "scull iron".

Seeing that the other party still had work, Feng Qing shrugged and ended the chat with a few words.

There is a cute cat on the side of the street. It is lying on the wooden box like this, lazy and not afraid of people.

Feng Qing has never seen it before, and has never met it before. He bent down and reached out to stroke its head, but he closed his eyes and raised his neck to snuggle up to the arm of the passerby, longing for this caress.

Street, fire, breeze, wild cat, arm.

A moment of satisfaction was seen on the faces of each person and cat. Maybe this is the sympathy of the lonely?

Feng Qing didn't stop there, it was the direction of Mona's house.

The cat that comforts the solitary traveler,

Back to the lazy posture again...

Cats seem to like being alone,

But it also seems to be waiting for love.o??

"Your house is quite big."

Feng Qing knocked on the door of Mona's house, and found that there was a lot of space inside, and there seemed to be a basement under her feet. There were some strange objects around, and the table was full of mess.

"It's just that the place is messed up by a billion points."

He thought that when Mona went back, he would tidy up his house.

In the end, he just thought too much.

Mona changed into her original dress, and the pantyhose on her legs flickered in the oil lamp, probably with fluorescent powder added?

Mona is timid now, this is Fengqing's request, and the white dress is still half hung in a corner.

"Do you have several sets of the same clothes?"

After speaking, his eyes kept looking around.

It's all this time, why don't some people watch it.

"Yes... There are seven sets..." The voice was very small, and it could be seen that the other party was under a lot of psychological pressure.

"That's it." After Feng Qing finished speaking, he stopped talking.

The atmosphere became weird, and the wall clock on the wall was swinging.

It's the same with or without light, the jade steps are lonely and fall with autumn dew.

The battle was sparked in an instant, and little drops of pearls fell to the ground.

The majestic sword has no prestige, the brilliance is heavy, and the treasure piano is scattered and the gold stars are destroyed.

Where can I find it in the dark sky and dark sky? There is a taste in entanglement.

Three hours later, Feng Qing put on her jacket and twisted her neck.

The tired and dizzy Mona was gently put on the bed to rest, and he casually put the star stick on the table, as well as a bag of Mora and a glass of juice... He is not someone who will go away after eating.

Feng Qing covered Mona with the quilt and sat on the chair.

The wall clock, the sleeping girl, Feng Qing sitting in the chair, the light from the oil lamp flickering on the wall...

After sitting for a while, he stood up, his eyes resting on the table, and he took out another waffle from the space.

When Mona wakes up, she can replenish her energy.

Then slowly close the door.

Only Mona, whose eyes suddenly opened...

It was very late at night, and Fengqing spent three hours back and forth, so he had to go back quickly.

People on the street were happy today and drank several more glasses.

Without paying too much attention, he walked back home quickly.

The sound of the key opening the door, he knew there was still a hard fight tonight.

The living room is turned off the light, there is no moonlight tonight.

On a gray day, Feng Qing originally thought of going to see Ying directly.

Then, he found himself being hugged.

That familiar touch is not a kiss, she doesn't have it.

Then there is only...Noelle.

He couldn't help thinking: "That night, Noelle's heroic appearance."

No one spoke, and no sound came from my ears.

Not even the beating of the heart can be heard.

Maybe... It's not that they can't hear it, but that the two of them have a lot of thoughts.

"you're back."

"Well, I'm back."

The two said something meaningless, trying to ease the embarrassment at this time.

It’s okay if you don’t talk, once you open your mouth, you have to continue talking.

"I miss you a little bit."

People in love can't separate you and me.

Then, Noelle withdrew one arm and pulled Feng Qing into the room with the other arm...

After Feng Qing came out, he tidied up the messed up clothes.

Walking into the bathroom with a little heavy footsteps.

in the bathroom.

Feng Qing covered her head with a hot towel and lay down in the bathtub.

Unexpectedly, Noelle was wearing a one-piece suit. He received a great visual impact, and now he is a little dizzy.

After a while, you must have a good rest.

Feng Qing took off the towel and looked at her body.

Feel free to clean up the 717 and stand in front of the mirror.

"Although it is indeed very comfortable, but... Fengqing, Fengqing, how can you be so depraved, this kind of life is not good, you need to correct it."

Then he walked out, and when he passed Ying's room, the door opened, and then he was pulled in by a pair of arms unexpectedly, and then closed the door.

It was really late, but Feng Qing was still working hard.

He has become the image of a worker who he often talks about, working hard.

"It's really hard for me to keep people from sleeping."

Feng Qing came out of Ying's room and couldn't help sighing.

When he walked to the living room, he saw the quarter clock on the wall, showing 05:30 in the morning.

"Should be able to sleep until lunchtime."

With that said, he walked into his room, fell down on the bed, and hugged Paimon, whom he hadn't seen all this time.

"Good night"

Then fell into a deep sleep.

Extra episode 183:

Ying: I heard, I heard.

Feng Qing: Uh, I heard something interesting.

Ying: I heard that there is a girl who uses a lot of bandages in battle.

Feng Qing: It is inevitable to be injured in battle, and it is not surprising to have bandages.

Ying: But every time she gets hurt the same place.

Feng Qing: That would be too miserable. Let me see if I can cure it.

(Xiaogong: I can't hold back anymore.).

Chapter 180 Four: A Lively Heart in the Painting (ask for tickets and flowers)

Feng Qing's rest was not disturbed.

Probably because Ying and Noelle were considerate of him,

Hide and move in the kitchen by coincidence.

The purpose is not to wake him up.

Not to mention Paimon who was sleeping soundly in Fengqing's arms,

Who will get up first may not know.

"Uh, I've actually slept until this point?"

Feng Qing sat up from the bed,

His eyes were fixed on the ticking quarter clock on the wall.

"It's so late"

Feng Qing pinched Paimeng's chubby face next to him, and walked out of the room.

He's going to find a quiet place to test the pen.

I had a preliminary understanding of the star stick yesterday,

And lent the things to Mona to study for three days.

Today, however, it is necessary to conduct research on the pen in hand.

"Feng Qing"

"Fengqing, Gui'an"

Greetings with joy,

It made him concentrate all of a sudden.

"Ying, Noelle, good morning."

Facing these two girls,

Especially the girls who had a series of "long talks" last night,

He wanted to keep the best side of himself for them.

In other words, it is the side that a boy in love should have.

"What time is it? It's not morning, but it's almost night."

Ying touched her blonde hair a little embarrassedly.

Why the other party sleeps so late is actually my own fault.

Last night Fengqing kept saying let him rest for a while,

In the end, she didn't even hear a word...