The days of eating and drinking: The Biography of the Silly Concubine

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She cooperated so much that Qing'er was speechless. "Has He'er seen that person?"

"I haven't seen it." Pure words, only a child would say that.

Upon hearing this answer, Qing'er was embarrassed.Is there a good friend in this world who has never met?This mysterious man didn't mean to hurt He'er, but he told a little girl that she is his accomplice?what happened?If he didn't know He'er well, maybe he would think that she has something special about her, she is exquisite in all aspects, but what ability would a simple-minded little girl have?Or, did you admit the wrong person? !But this is unlikely, entering the prime minister's mansion late at night to admit the wrong person?An idiot wouldn't be so stupid.

Mystery is difficult to solve, so I have to put it aside for the time being. [

Qing'er turned over and entered the prime minister's mansion, and quietly took Bihe back to Lanyuan by performing lightness kung fu.

She, this silly lady, is gone, and no one will notice for a while.

Back in the dormitory, Xiaochun and Xiaoqiu had already been woken up by the dumb servant, and the three stood guard outside the door tremblingly.

After all, if you lose your lady, you are dereliction of duty.

Qing'er puts Bihe on the small red bed.After checking for any injuries on Bihe's body, she was completely relieved when she saw nothing happened.So he whispered a lecture: "He'er, don't go with people casually next time, you know? Bad people always look like good people."

"Is Qing'er a bad person?" In her pure eyes, it was clearly written, "Don't you look like a good person?"

"I——" he was speechless for the first time, and he said with a little embarrassment: "I... am not a bad person." She is simple-minded, if I say that I am a bad person, maybe she will hide in the future me.

Suddenly, Bihe started giggling, put her pink arms around his neck again, pressed her cheek against his chest, and said coquettishly. "Tired, you want to tell me a story to sleep..."

"Okay." Qing'er lay down on her side, resting her little head on one of her arms.

As usual, with her eyes closed, she always likes to rub against his chest, her small arms are still half hugging his waist, until she finds a comfortable sleeping position in someone's warm arms, she will gently moan with satisfaction one time.

Qing'er didn't speak, but just stared at the person in her arms by the dim light.

Why do you suddenly feel strange?We have lived together for more than a year, and hardly ever parted a day.

Thinking about it carefully, her eyes seem to have changed?It seems to be a little less confused and dazed.

Changed tone of voice?No longer hesitate?Cowardly?