The Evil King of Poison Girl Play: Playful Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 101 You Are Blind

After putting away the burden, Qing Li continued to eat his meal.

However, just as he moved the chopsticks, the chopsticks in his hand paused slightly, but quickly moved again naturally.

When Qing Li's chopsticks moved, three figures walked into the inn one after the other.

The leader is a young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, not tall, dressed in a blue shirt, with a white face like jade, with a touch of nobility in his brows, and an open iron fan in his hand that draws plum blossoms. There is a little poem.

Behind the boy was an old man and a middle-aged man. The old man had a small beard and a three-point smile on his mouth, giving people a sense of approachability.

In his mid-forties, although he has a burly body, his sword eyebrows and tiger eyes give people a sense of majesty.The palms of the middle-aged man are slightly larger than ordinary people, and there are thick calluses on both palms.

Entering the inn, the young man glanced quickly at the inn, and soon, the young man's gaze fell on Qing Li, to be precise, it should be on Qing Li's handsome face.

Finding the young man standing there in a daze, the old man coughed softly: "Uh huh."

Pulled back from his thoughts by the old man's voice, the young man quickly came to his senses, a blush flashed across his cheeks, but soon returned to his original color.

"Grandpa, it seems that there are no empty tables." The young man's delicate voice sounded slowly. If it wasn't for his sixteen or seventeen-year-old appearance, it would be easy to mistake him for a child.

"Since there are no vacant tables, let's change to another one. There are plenty of restaurants in the capital." The old man smiled.

"Grandpa, I'm not leaving. I'm starving to death. I don't want to look any more. This is the place to go." The young man's voice was a bit coquettish, and before she could wait for the old man's consent, he walked away. Walk towards Qingli's empty table.

Seeing the young man walking towards Qing Li's table, the old man instantly understood something, he sighed helplessly, and followed.

When he came to Qing Li's table, the young man looked at Qing Li who was eating: "Master, there are no empty tables in this inn, can we join you for a table?"

Seeing that the other party wanted to join her at the table, Qing Li had no reason, but continued to eat his meal, as if she hadn't heard it.

Seeing that Qing Li was not moving, the middle-aged man took a few steps: "Hey, boy, my young master is asking you, are you deaf?"

The middle-aged man's voice was a little loud, and there was a threatening tone in his tone. The diners in the inn were quickly alarmed, and all their eyes moved to this side.

Sensing streaks of white light, the chopsticks in Qing Li's hand paused slightly: "I'm not deaf, but you are blind."

Hearing Qing Li's words, the middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and the anger in his heart was burning.

However, just when the middle-aged man was about to get angry, the old man stepped forward and said: "My little friend, my family has a straightforward temper, please don't take offense."

"Senior, there is an empty table in the southwest direction, you can sit there." Qing Li said nonchalantly.

"Boy, if we join you at the table, we will respect you. What do you have to look like a hunter?" The middle-aged man whispered.

"Things can be eaten indiscriminately, but it's best not to talk indiscriminately. Even if you are accompanied by a star, it doesn't matter, be careful if you come out or add your life." A trace of sarcasm appeared on the corner of Qing Li's mouth, and then slowly lowered his brows to eat his meal, Ignore the three of them.

Hearing Qing Li's words, the faces of the young man and the old man changed drastically almost at the same time, and the two looked at Qing Li with a little more shock.

(End of this chapter)