Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

Luo Liuling is not a wasteful person. In her memory, she always recalls the memories of her previous life. At that time, she was thrown into the mountains by the organization. She had no food, no water, no food. She could only rely on her own ability to eat trees. Skins, grass roots, wild fruits, drinking stream water, dewdrops, these are all survival. www>

So Luo Liuling is a person who saves food. When she saw that two people couldn't eat so much, her heart felt like a knife was cut.

The ghost man beside him was eating the meal enthusiastically, but he didn't notice that Luo Liuling's face changed.

But Luo Liuling was upset in his heart after all, but he didn't say it out.

He just proved it with his actions, picked up three dishes in his hand, put them in a food box, under the eyes of Guixia who didn't know why, the small figure shuttled through the bamboo forest, and quickly disappeared in front of Guixia. [

Looking at the three dishes left on the table, Guixia immediately knew what this girl was thinking.

He also sighed secretly, but who would have thought that the young lady of the prime minister's mansion lived such a life.

Such a child puts fragility in his heart and puts strength on his face.

Luo Liuling carried the food box and shuttled along the path, whenever he saw a maid or servant, he would move away from it.

Although she didn't know where the kitchen was, she had a keen nose, and the strong fragrance wafted through the air.

Turning the corner, going up the stairs, two laughing maids walked towards them. Luo Liuling lowered her head, carrying a food box, and walked past the two of them pretending to be a maid.

The two maids didn't pay attention to this scene, after all, it's no surprise that this big family has such a small maid.

Still laughing and walking past Luo Liuling, he didn't even look at Luo Liuling.

Soon, I saw the big kitchen, where the cooks, handymen, and vegetable washers were coming and going, Luo Liuling's small body was very inconspicuous, so naturally no one noticed.

Putting the food box gently on the door, Luo Liuling turned around and walked back.

The journey went smoothly, and no one noticed this little figure.

Guixia waited in the room for a while, and saw Luo Liuling finally come out from the bamboo forest.

His hands were empty, and the food box he had just carried was gone.

"Have a meal."

The corner of Luo Liuling's mouth curled up, and it seemed that the two words did not come from his mouth, but spit out from his throat.

Seeing the attitude of a little ghost, Guixia wants to laugh but can't. Such a girl looks so sad.