Cat Lord is ready to be captured

Chapter 261 009 Sleeping with Qingqing

"Qingqing tells a story:

从前有一只雪鸟，他很喜欢种梅树，他就一直种一直种，树越来越多，一棵两棵三棵四棵五棵六棵……63棵64棵65棵66棵……130四棵130五棵130六棵130七……570二棵570三棵570四棵570五棵……最后那只鸟一共种了一万三千460九棵树。

It's so cold, peach blossoms are not afraid, there is Qingqing to warm my couch. "

——Excerpt from "Peach Blossom Princess Handbook"

Feng Qing shook her head, the smile in her eyes became more intense, she hugged Tao Hua straight: "Sit down, don't move."

Taohua sat down and obediently did not move.

Feng Qing walked over, leaned over, stretched out her hand, then paused, looked at the little girl who was wrapped into a rice dumpling, and frowned.

Where to start?
A long time passed, the old one didn't move, and the young one didn't move either, staring wide-eyed...

Ming Gu couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and said empathetically, "Yao Zun, let Ming Gu come."

Feng Qing suddenly raised her head and cast a cold glance: "Do you think this demon master can't do it?"

The tone of voice is three points smiling and seven points cold.

Ming Gu shrank his neck: "...Yaozun, please, please."

Feng Qing snorted indistinctly, lifted the little guy who was hugged into a ball on the couch, grabbed her little pink skirt with one hand, and exerted a little force——

That little skirt didn't budge!

Feng Qing frowned, and continued.

It still didn't take off, and got stuck on the chubby calf, how...fat is this little thing!

Try harder--

"tear!"

The little pink skirt was split into two, half was in Feng Qing's hands, and the other half was still hanging on Tao Hua's chubby legs.

Taohua was stunned for a moment, then raised her pitch-black eyeballs: "Qingqing, you tore Taohua's skirt."

"..." Feng Qing lowered her head and threw the half of the torn skirt under the couch calmly, trying to destroy the corpse, then said calmly, "I'll buy you a more beautiful skirt tomorrow."

Taohua nodded stupidly.

Ming Gu secretly looked at it, and sure enough, Yao Zun's neck was red... For thousands of years, he has never been so humiliated, he has learned a lot.

Feng Qing lifted a corner of the quilt, covering the peach blossoms.

"Go to sleep."

Feng Qing glanced twice, then pulled Tao Hua's little head out of the quilt, and then turned around, at this moment, her tender little hands grabbed his clothes.

Taohua huddled under the quilt, and blinked at Fengqing with her dark eyes: "Qingqing, wait until I fall asleep before leaving, I will be afraid of sleeping alone."

Feng Qing pondered for a long time, then sat back on the couch, tucked the corner of the quilt: "Well, I won't go, close your eyes and sleep."

He is not bad at patience, but, why has he ever been so gentle.

This little thing is magical.

Taohua grinned, then closed her eyes, quietly, her eyelashes trembling... After trembling for a long time, she opened them, looked at Fengqing with dark eyes, grabbed the quilt with both hands, and exposed her chin, She said softly: "Qingqing, I can't sleep, I want to listen to stories, mother and father will tell me bedtime stories."

Feng Qing frowned tightly, for a long time...

With a low voice, very soft, he said: "Once upon a time there was a rabbit—"

Taohua's little eyes that were thirsty for knowledge slipped away, and immediately asked excitedly: "Is that rabbit full?"

Three sentences are inseparable from the little bastard.

Feng Qing stuffed her hands back into the quilt: "Don't interrupt."

Taohua nodded her head like pounding garlic, she was very obedient.

Feng Qing patted her little head in satisfaction before continuing to tell the bedtime story: "Once upon a time there was a snowbird,"

The protagonist of the story can change as he says, don't ask why, Feng Qing is happy!
Ming Gu, who was at the door, also really wanted to ask if that snowbird was him. It was the first time he had heard a story from Lord Yaozun after more than 200 years. Your Excellency's heroic deeds of winning swords and swords in the past.

Feng Qing's voice is still extremely pleasant, it can make people's ears itchy.

"That snowbird likes to plant plum trees very much. He keeps planting and planting more and more trees, one tree, two trees, three trees, four trees, five trees, six trees..."

And then?
Taohua and Minggu both pricked up their ears, full of interest.

Then, Feng Qing was neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, neither plague nor fire, and kept counting without arrogance or rashness: "63 trees, 64 trees, 65 trees, 66 trees, 67 trees... 130 four trees, 130 five trees, 130 six trees Trees, 130 seven..."

A quarter of an hour has passed...

Feng Qing continued methodically: "Two at 570, three at 570, four at 570, five at 570—"

It seems like a very, very long story.

Tao Hua was taken aback for a while, but couldn't help interrupting, and asked in a low voice, "What about the end?"

Feng Qing smiled and told the ending of the story: "That bird planted a total of 460 trees."

So, if you don't interrupt, Feng Qing will count from one tree to 460 nine?
Taohua is confused: "..."

Ming Gu was stunned: "..."

It really is his story, 200 years of tree planting history, one tree is not bad, Yao Zun... It counts!

Seeing that Taohua's eyes were wide open and she didn't feel sleepy at all, Feng Qing asked, "Are you sleepy, do you want to tell me another one?"

Taohua immediately closed her eyes and said, "Taohua has already fallen asleep."

She felt that what her mother taught was right, no one is perfect, and no phoenix is ​​perfect.

Feng Qing smiled lightly, and lightly patted the lump in the quilt. After a short while, there was a shallow breathing sound. Feng Qing got up only to find that the hem of his clothes was still held by the little girl. Gently tugged.

What a row!
The lump on the couch moved, revealing a small head, and said pitifully: "Qingqing, I'm cold, I can't sleep warm."

Eyes twinkle and sparkle, there is no half sleepiness, it really doesn't stop!
Feng Qing frowned, her head ached.

Taohua is very good at observing words and expressions, knowing that Fengqing is upset, she lowered her eyelids, and said timidly with a clear and clear childlike voice like silver bells: "Can you warm my bed?"

A bit coquettish, a bit begging, so pitiful.

This little thing, in a pair of clean and bright eyes, I don't know what melted into them, they are obviously soft, but they can always poke into people's hearts.

Feng Qing curled her lips: "It's really a little trouble." After all, it turned back, "Sleep inside."

Taohua smiled, hugged her chubby body and rolled to the side of the bed, her crescent-like eyes were a bit brighter than the jade lighting in the room.

Feng Qing lay down and said: "Ming Gu, you go out and guard."

"Yes."

Ming Gu smiled and sighed, this little ancestor still has a way, seeing how he is pestering his demon master, he lost his temper.

After closing the door, I could hear the cheerful and bright tone of the little girl in the room: "Qingqing, come here, come here, Taohua wants to hug you warmly."

After all, it is a child, I don't know the difference between father and mother, and the joy and intimacy are all put on the bright side.

On the other hand, Feng Qing felt a little uncomfortable, stretched out a hand, and put it on the soft waist of the chubby female doll, with a distance of half a person in the middle, and then, the chubby girl rolled over by herself bit by bit. It's...he hugged Feng Qing!

"..."

Feng Qing was stiff, with a pair of small hands on his waist, a hairy head on his chest arched and arched, raised his head, and said with a smile: "Qingqing, you are so cold." Bai Nennen's soft and warm little hands are very dishonest. , got into Feng Qing's abdomen, the little guy acted in panic, "The stomach is cold."

Feng Qing didn't move at all, her drooping eyelashes cast a gray shadow under her eyelids, her outline was a little tense, her restless hands continued to move, they reached her neck, rubbed them together, and said softly: "Qingqing, your neck is also very cold."

It's not just cold, it's ice, like the thousands of years of snow in the forest, without any temperature at all.

Taohua thinks that Qingqing is not suitable for warming the couch.

The pair of small hands moved from the neck to the face again, Taohua touched it very lightly, and said in amazement: "The face is also." Moved away again, to touch other places.

Feng Qing pressed her hand: "Don't move anymore."

The little guy grinned, and hugged Feng Qing's hand: "The hand is too, it's so cold."

Her hands are small, soft and warm.

Feng Qing was stunned, and let those small hands wrap her own. In her ears, there was the unique tender voice of a little girl, innocent, with a light tone, and said with a smile: "I'll cover it for you." Your hands won't be cold."

He raised his eyes, and the little girl's bright eyebrows and eyes were reflected in his eyes, smiling sweetly, he hesitated for a long time, then withdrew his hand, his movements were a little hasty, and his voice was so calm that there was no wave: "It's useless, I don't have a heart, my body is naturally cold."

no heart?

Taohua didn't understand, she blinked her eyes, buried her little head, went over, and hugged Fengqing like an octopus.

"..." Feng Qing was stunned again, this little thing always caught him by surprise.

She smiled happily: "The peach blossom will hold you so you won't be cold." She rolled into his arms again, rubbing against her, her eyelashes fluttering like two small fans, her smiling eyes crooked, "Qingqing , Am I warm? Is it warm?"

Like a flattering and well-behaved child, with eyes full of expectations, waiting for his praise.

Feng Qing was amused by her, the faint shadow between her brows dissipated, and said with a smile: "Mm, warm."

Peach Blossom was praised, and hugged Phoenix even harder!It doesn't matter, Fenghuang is old and can't warm the couch, so she will warm him up, mother said, to be a woman of virtue, it doesn't matter if you don't overwhelm the city or the country, but you must be kind and generous, respect the old and love the young...

After thinking about it, Tao Hua's sleepy bug came out.

After that, it was so quiet, the wind was very soft, and for a long time, the breathing was very shallow.

The little guy fell asleep very quickly, but he didn't recognize the bed, but his sleeping position was not very honest. He fell asleep with Fengqing in his arms before, but after a short while, he kicked his arms and legs and put it on Fengqing's waist, and from time to time With a kick, he laughed, and gently straightened the little thing's hands and feet, got up, tucked in the quilt, and then left the room.

Ming Gu turned on the light and stepped forward.

"Your Highness is asleep?" This has been coaxed for a while, Yao Zun is very patient.

Feng Qing was also in a good mood, and let out a 'hmm'.

Ming Gu looked at the night, it was not too early, he turned on the lights and went to Xiaozhu's main house, while muttering casually: "This little Highness is really a tormentor."

I thought Yaozun would be somewhat uncomfortable and impatient, but unexpectedly, he said: "It's okay." After thinking about it, he added, "She's very good."

Ming Gu has nothing to say now, the little ancestor is not only obedient, he is also lovable, look at the Yaozun's coaxing, he is in such a good mood that he wants to fly up to the moon.

Ming Gu found a topic again, and talked about a bedtime story: "Yaozun, if His Royal Highness wants to tell a story tomorrow, what story are you going to tell, Yaozun?"

Yaozun can't tell stories at first glance, this kind of characters are all story writers, Minggu is going to go to the library tomorrow to find some books, let Yaozun read them.

But Yaozun said: "Tell me the story of planting a tree."

"..." What is there to talk about his little history of planting trees? One time is enough, so is there a second time?Ming Gu kindly reminded, "Didn't you talk about it today?"

Feng Qing looked calm: "Today is the snow bird, tomorrow we will talk about the fox."

"..." Ming Gu 囧!

Isn't that his own story?Except for his snowbird, where is there any fox that has planted 460 trees, isn't it too——

Feng Qing raised her eyes suddenly: "Minggu."

Ming Gu immediately stood on pins and needles: "Yaozun, tell me."

The corner of Feng Qing's mouth seemed to have a faint smile, three points raised, one point stiffened: "You seem to have an opinion on the story of this demon?"

How dare!

Ming Gu immediately shook his head resolutely: "No!" For fear that Lord Yaozun would not believe it, he hurriedly added, every sentence was like the words from the bottom of his heart, "The content is rich, the layers are clear, the order is clear, it is very exciting!"

He has lived almost three hundred years, and he has never been so unconscionable.

Feng Qing just smiled, folded her hands behind her back, walked in the snow, and said to herself: "Interesting, interesting."

interesting?

Is the story interesting?Or is it fun for little girls?
Ming Gu was confused, and held the lamp obediently without saying a word. Since the little princess of the Dayang Palace stepped into the listening environment, the thousand-year-old snow has warmed up, and the thousand-year-old Phoenix has a bit of human fireworks.

The first half of the night just passed away peacefully.

late night...

The door of Tingrong Xiaozhu's main house was suddenly pushed open, and a gust of cold wind gushed in, blowing in the little girl's low cry.

"Qingqing."

"Qingqing."

Feng Qing opened her eyes almost immediately: "What's wrong?"

His voice was sleepy and hoarse, but the drowsiness in his eyes disappeared after being startled by the crying, and he saw a little girl who was less than half the height of the door huddling in the doorway, a pair of little hands flushed from cold pawing at the door, with a mournful face With a red face, still wearing thin pajamas, with tears in her eyes, she choked and said, "Taohua had a terrible, terrible nightmare."

Feng Qing lifted the quilt and replied: "Huh?" He straightened his half-open messy collar, rubbed his brows, and felt a little headache.

The little girl was polite, and didn't go in without permission. She continued to slam the door, blinked her tearful eyes, bit her lip and said, "I dreamed that Manman put me in the toilet. If I want to climb out, he will use the toilet." The toilet hit me."

Feng Qing laughed: "Are you afraid?"

Tao Hua immediately nodded quickly: "Yeah."

After all, he was young, easily frightened, and always restless at night.

Feng Qing hesitated for a moment, then waved: "Come here, let's sleep together."

Tao Hua wiped away her tears, and rushed over, threw too much force, bumping Feng Qing into her arms, rubbed her chin when he was hit by a small head, and hugged her into the quilt.

"Go to sleep."

Tao Hua obediently closed her eyes, huddled in Feng Qing's arms, in the sleeping position of an octopus, and after a while, she fell asleep very sleepy, as if she heard Qing Qing talking in a daze.

He said: "If that bastard puts you in the toilet, I will let him be hairless for the rest of his life."

Demon Capital, Red Training Camp.

Huaman's little rabbit squatted in front of a pond, his nose suddenly itched: "Ah!"

He sneezed loudly, shook his shoulders, shrunk his neck in the cold, and his bald head could reflect light under the moonlight, which was very dazzling. He took a deep breath, and a bad smell came to his face...

The sour smell really lived up to the row of toilets in front of him, it smelled like shit!
The little bunny Huaman rolled her eyes from being choked, and yelled angrily.

"It stinks!" Holding the toilet bowl in one hand and the toilet brush in the other, he raised his head at 45 degrees and roared, "Taohua, I have hated you for 1 years!"

No, 2 years!
The mouth was opened too wide, another mouthful of feces was poured in, and the little rabbit burst into tears: "Ahem, ahem..."

Suddenly someone shouted: "Huaman."

Huaman held up a toilet brush: "Yes."

The buddies behind hurriedly jumped back a few steps to avoid the smell of ecstasy. He blocked his nostrils and said, "The governor calls you for training."

Hua Man glanced at the crumbling toilet in front of him, with a look of lovelessness: "But I haven't finished flushing the toilet yet."

The buddy waved the smell in front of him, and said: "Flush after the training, don't worry, your toilet won't go away." I felt very sorry for this little bastard, how old he is, and he has to go through such hardships.

Huaman thought for a while, and threw away the toilet brush, thinking that it would be good to run away.

Goodness!
When Huaman came back from training, he was dumbfounded: "Why is my toilet missing..."

Early the next morning, at breakfast time.

The pheasant demon from the team next door said with a satisfied face: "Xiao Huaman, today's toilet is cleaned very clean, not bad, keep up the good work, don't be proud."

Little Rabbit: "..."

So, did he flush the toilet in a dream?This is the third time!

The little rabbit thought to himself, could it be that he is a rabbit that is not only hairless but also sleepwalking?Life is so sad.

There is a wall separating the red training camp into two, the east is the training ground for male demons, the west is the training ground for female demons, and the north wins the demon wind...it's too open, the red training camp has rules: who They are not allowed to go over the wall and roll the lawn, roll once, smoke once!
On the other side of the banshee training ground, it was also breakfast time.

The sloth witch of the Jingwei looked at the little girl sitting opposite: "Where did you go last night? I didn't see you when I woke up."

The other party was sitting on the stool, his stature was too low, a lot shorter, and he replied blankly: "Training."

After throwing down these two words, she jumped off the stool and left first. She was taller than the table, with hands hanging on both sides, blue scales could be seen faintly on the back of the hands.

The Scarlet Training Camp in Yaodu City is a special place for training elite soldiers. The selection criteria are extremely strict. Anyone who is caught is a monster who dominates a mountain. This year is an exception. , also enjoys special training, one is the little son of the Folded Eared Rabbit Clan, and the other is this unknown little bastard.

That's all for Zhe Ertu's family, it's a nobleman in Yaodu, a celebrity in front of His Majesty, but what kind of thing is this lizard shepherd mastiff.

The sloth banshee dropped her bowl and chopsticks, and was very annoyed: "Hmph, it's different to be chosen by the little princess, her eyes are on the top of her head."

The companion beside him echoed: "As for her bastard, even the clear spring water of Dayang Palace can't wash away her humble blood."

"Little bastard! It's disgusting to see!"

Beiying's banshees, there are a lot of them who can't control their legs, and there are countless ones who can't control their mouths.

I heard that the snow has stopped at this moment, and the sky and the earth are vast. It is rare that the warm sun in the distance sprinkles a light ray, which is cast on the snow, reflecting colorful colors, which complement each other with the fallen flowers all over the ground, and everything revives. , What a picture of a winter snow scene.

The scenery in the north is the listening environment.

The snowbirds chirped and sang non-stop.

The person on the couch frowned, did not open his eyes, and lazily tugged at his collar, revealing his fair and clear collarbone, but when he stretched out his hand, he touched a soft ball, which protruded from the quilt.

"Are you awake?"

The crisp and lively voice of a child is very pleasant, covering the noisy chirping of snowbirds outside the house, and it is so sweet that it makes people feel comfortable.

"Qingqing."

"Qingqing."

Taohua used both hands and feet, climbed onto Feng Qing, and pulled his clothes, revealing more of his collarbone, so white and beautiful... Peach Blossom smashed it, smashed its mouth, like a jade dew dumpling, I really want to bite...

Feng Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, smiled, opened her eyes, and saw a round ball on her chest, propped her chin, and smiled with her mouth pursed: "Taohua has woken up a long time ago, Qingqing, it's not good to sleep late."

Sleep in?
I don't know whose blessing it was, it didn't stop all night.

Feng Qing was in a good mood, and out of nowhere she stretched out her hand to poke that soft chubby face, one poke at a time, it was slippery, tender, and felt very good.

　This wave of daily life is over, grow up

　　Ask for a monthly ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)