Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 119 Find Your Young Madam (4)

The people left, and the air felt much fresher.

Yue Er couldn't help laughing, he was obviously very cowardly, and dared to come here to join in the fun.

Who dares to join in the excitement of the young master?
No vision at all.

"You deal with the alliance. Don't call me for trivial matters." Long Beijue said as he walked out.

Confused, Yue Er blurted out, "Young Master, where are you going?"

Thinking that Long Beijue would not return him, his deep voice passed through his ears, "I'm looking for your young lady to come back."

Yue Er Petrochemical, "..."

young lady?
Are these pink bubbles in the air serious?

……

Suburbs.

The wind blows, and the bamboo forest is green.

After regaining consciousness, Qiao Luo's head was muddled, and he couldn't lift his spirits.

Walking into the yard, the seeds that had been planted earlier had sprouted, and they were short, about two inches high.

Qiao Luo looked at the emerald green on the ground, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

It is estimated that there will be something to eat in the next month.

She walked back and sat down on the stone bench at the door.

She reached out to the small bowl on the table, grabbed a handful of raw rice, and sprinkled it on the ground.

She whistled, "Xiaohong, Xiaohuang, come over for dinner."

The next moment, two hens ran over, bowing their heads and pecking at the uncooked rice on the ground.

Qiao Luo rested his chin with one hand and watched them eat casually.

She muttered to herself, "Eat more, gain weight."

"Next time I come over, I'll bring you some companions."

Immersed in the world of eating, two pullet hens have no idea what their master is already planning to cook them.

Suddenly, a burning smell wafted over.

Qiao Luo's face changed slightly, it's over, her roast lamb.

She got up quickly and rushed to the kitchen.

Not long after she left, a tall figure approached the wooden house.

"Cuckoo-"

When the two little hens saw someone coming, they howled dryly twice, and then continued to peck at the rice.

Long Beijue glanced at the two little hens on the ground and raised his eyebrows coldly.

When did you start raising chickens?

When he looked away, he saw that the open space in the fence and the places he stepped on had been re-sowed with seeds, and they were still sprouting.

Long Beijue withdrew his gaze, stretched out his hand to push open the wooden door, and walked in familiarly.

There was no one in the front yard, so he went straight into the house.

Unexpectedly, there was no one inside.

Long Beijue frowned, where did he go?

"boom--"

The sound of breaking things came, and Long Beijue followed the sound and ran over.

In the kitchen, Qiao Luo squatted down, picking up the broken plates on the floor.

The roast mutton was mushy, her hands were burned, and the plate was broken. Could she be more unlucky?

She exhaled lightly, and absently picked up the debris on the ground.

"do not move."

A low magnetic voice came from the door, and the familiar voice knew who it was without looking.

Just as Qiao Luo raised her head, the man had already walked in front of her.

The big warm hand held her, and the deep eyes looked at her hand inch by inch, "Is there any injury?"

Moving his fingertips up and touching the burn on the back of her hand, Qiao Luo came back to his senses, frowning slightly.

She hurriedly withdrew her hand, and Long Beijue also noticed the burn on the back of her hand, which was red.

Long Beijue's eyes darkened, he took her hand forcefully, and led her to the sink.

"Long Beijue, what are you doing, let go." Qiao Luo dodged and pushed him out.

"Don't move, your hand is scalded, you need to flush it with cold water first." Long Beijue said softly, his clear voice concealed gentleness, which caught his ears even more.

"Hey, let's talk about other things later."

(End of this chapter)