The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 21 This guy suddenly stopped kissing her
All sounds are silent.

The scent of grass and dew that swarmed in wrapped around Xiao Baojing like a shackle. The girl's earlobes were instantly filled with blood, spreading crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The boy bowed his head deeply.

He touched Xiao Baojing's lips with the tip of his cool nose.

Xiao Baojing felt hot all over.

what.

Why is this room suddenly so hot?

The peddler...

Don't you want to kiss her?

She swallowed and quietly grasped the hem of her skirt.

Although kissing a puppet is perverted, if it's a peddler...

She had never kissed anyone in her eighteen years of life, and she didn't know what it felt like to kiss someone, but the peddler was prettier than a vixen, so if it was him, it didn't seem impossible...

Xiao Baojing figured it out.

If you don't take advantage of it, you are a bastard.

She tried her best to purse the corners of her mouth that were curled upwards, closed her eyes, and held back her trembling eyelashes, preparing herself to be kissed by the peddler.

Shang Bingjiu suddenly distanced himself from him.

He smelled it.

He smelled the aroma of candy in his puppet's mouth.

She gave him the remaining candy after she had finished her own.

She actually offered him her leftovers!
Shang Bingjiu peeled off a piece of candy and threw the candy into his mouth.

He stared at Xiao Baojing with a half-smile, chewing the candy bit by bit.

Xiao Baojing: This man suddenly stopped kissing her.

And he looked like he was gritting his teeth.

"A fairy came to our house last night," Shang Bingjiu sat next to Xiao Baojing, eating candy and curling his lips, "She secretly stuffed a lot of candy into my sleeve pocket. But I don't like candy, I like chicken. Little princess, can you tell her to give me a chicken next time she comes?"

Xiao Baojing: Bah, a fairy? He really is dreaming!

It’s good enough to have candy, but he also wants to eat chicken.

He's pretty good at eating chicken butts!
Shang Bingjiu admired the angry look on the girl's face. She smiled with her sharp teeth against her thin lips, and her curved fox eyes were like melting rock sugar.

"I won't argue with you any more." He stood up and packed up the basket. "I originally planned to go to Yejing on an empty stomach and wait for a big meal, but I'm so hungry after walking for a few days. I have to go out again today."

Xiao Baojing watched him go out with the basket of goods on his shoulder, guessing that he was probably going to sell things from door to door again.

She was not idle either, and called Yaoyao to go to the small kitchen together.

She only knew how to use an electric rice cooker and an oven, and had no control over this earthen stove that burned firewood, so she asked Yaoyao to help her watch the fire in the stove.

Remembering that the peddler often went out, it would be more convenient for him to carry rice balls, so she picked a few banana leaves and cooked a pot of rice balls wrapped in banana leaves. Unfortunately, there was no bacon, otherwise she could make rice balls wrapped in bacon.

Yaoyao had already finished the candy that Xiao Baojing brought her last night, and asked eagerly, "Princess, can I have a rice ball?"

Anyway, her owner doesn't like to eat these, so it would be a waste to leave them alone.

She asks politely first, then she can secretly eat the whole thing!

Xiao Baojing picked out a big one and handed it to her.

Rice balls steamed in banana leaves are delicious even without any side dishes.

She looked at Yaoyao with envy as she ate everything with relish, and became even more determined to cultivate herself into a human being as soon as possible.

Even if you can't become a human right away, it would be good to develop a sense of taste!

She looked at the small kitchen with only rice and decided to go to Yangcheng again. Wrapped in a red cloak, Xiao Baojing walked around Yangcheng and was finally attracted by a lively theater.

She had studied opera for a few years, so perhaps she could sing a few songs in the opera house and earn some money for her trip to Beijing.

Just as she stepped into Qingyin Building, in the boudoir upstairs.

“Why do I look so ordinary?”

Zhao Qianjiao threw away the mop rag, took off her maid's clothes while no one was in the room, and secretly put on her own lady's dress.

Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, she frowned in disdain, combed her hair into an exquisite bun, and applied rouge and powder on her cheeks.

"Why am I dressed exactly like the young lady, but still not as pretty as her? Why can she be a young lady because she is pretty, but I am ugly and can only be a maid?!"

She looked at herself in the mirror and became angrier and angrier. She simply spat into the teapot to vent her anger.

Suddenly, a clear voice came from behind: "Do you want beauty?"

Zhao Qianjiao quickly turned around and looked.

A young man in a Taoist robe and a flowery hairpin suddenly appeared in the boudoir and was sitting cross-legged by the window.

"You...you are a god?!" Zhao Qianjiao was surprised and delighted, "Can you make me beautiful?"

"I can give you beauty, as long as you are willing to pay something of equal value."

Zhao Qianjiao quickly squeezed the two circles of fat on her belly: "I'll give you the fat, do you want it?"

Shang Bingjiu: “…”

Seeing that his fox eyes had a bit more hostility, Zhao Qianjiao curled her lips and said, "Forget it! For a bought maid like me, there is no precious thing that can be exchanged for beauty. I only have a cheap life left. But I have lost my life, what do I need beauty for?"

She rolled her eyes and suddenly said, "How about I exchange my blessings in the next life for your beauty?"

After a pause, she muttered, "I heard that people have to drink Meng Po soup after they die, and after drinking it, they have no memory of this life. Since there is no memory, will I still be the same person in this life in the next life? If not, then I will sell her blessing in exchange for a charming and beautiful woman in this life, which is not bad."

Shang Bingjiu: "Transaction established."

Zhao Qianjiao touched her rough face and said excitedly: "God, please make me beautiful!"

Shang Bingjiu took out a thin wolf-hair brush from the basket and said, "Come here."

A pearl curtain falls in the bronze mirror.

Zhao Qianjiao saw the wolf-hair brush moving across her face.

If the eyes were not big enough, he would draw them bigger; if the lips were not small enough, he would draw them smaller. Under his pen, a big face was redrawn into a delicate oval face, and even a bucket waist was drawn into a slender waist.

In the bronze mirror, a beautiful woman with slender shoulders, thin waist, almond eyes and rosy cheeks gradually emerged.

……

downstairs.

Xiao Baojing sang "Around the Earth" and "Bu Bu Jiao" in front of the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was probably very satisfied and immediately agreed to let her perform on stage in the building tonight.

She also had the Analects in her persimmon-studded shoulder bag. Ji Zhengyan reminded her quietly, "I think the shopkeeper is not a gentleman."

Xiao Baojing's heart was also beating fast.

She glanced around quietly and saw that all the people who came here to listen to the music were men, not a single girl.

There was something very wrong with their eyes, and it made her feel very uncomfortable when they looked at her.

She hid aside and lowered her voice: "Isn't this a theater? It's not like they are running a brothel business under the name of a theater, right?"

"Hush! How can you, as a girl, mention the word 'brothel'? It is disgraceful, disgraceful!"

As he was speaking, the shopkeeper came over with a smile on his face.

He said in a gentle voice: "Miss Xiao, please go to the dressing room immediately, change your clothes and make up, and prepare for tonight's performance."

(End of this chapter)