Orphan Girl Crossing: Peerless King Pet

Chapter 94 The Obsession With Broken Sleeves (2)

Xia Feifei thanked Leng Ruoqiu with a smile, but in his heart he scolded Leng Ruoqiu hundreds of times.

drink tea?Drink you big head ghost!
Xia Feifei went back to the Xia Mansion with a gloomy face. When the servants saw Xia Feifei's gloomy face, they could guess at a glance that they didn't know what Xia Feifei was going out of the mansion today, but the mood of Xia Feifei must be different. it is good!
Sure enough, Mo De, after Xia Feifei woke up in Xia Mansion, the second National People's Congress meeting of the whole mansion officially started.

Everyone put down their work and was called into the hall by the head of the house. They stood in front of the head of the house for more than three hours, their legs and feet were numb, and they didn't even eat.

The head of the house was in a bad mood, and the visitors didn't dare to do anything, so he could only quietly close his eyes and keep thinking about what he ate last night in his mind.

A certain A thought of the chicken leg that he ate yesterday, and waved at himself with a golden luster, and stretched out his hand to hold it tightly, but he couldn't grasp it no matter what, and he was still stretching out his shiny hand in front of him. The muscles are drawing circles towards his face, as if to say, come on, come on, if you catch me, I will eat it for you!
It's really unbearable!Even the little chicken legs can't get through with him!

With a fierce grab, he finally held the chicken leg in his own hand. A drool that was longer than the Yangtze River and thicker than his nose slobbered and bit the chicken leg in his mouth, only to hear——

"Wow!—" He yelled, and he was not in a good mood to eat at all. Could it be that the chicken leg still screams and hurts?
"What are you biting me for!" A certain A opened his eyes and saw a down-and-out scholar from the Jing family teaching three young masters.

A feels melancholy for a while.

"I can't help it." The down-and-out scholar looked miserable, shaking his head and stroking his bare chin.

"Longyang is good, no, no!"

"Crackling—" There was a sound of knocking on the table from under the hall, and the two looked back. The head of the house finally suffered from internal injuries, and couldn't help knocking the table made of good sandalwood and split it into two halves.

(End of this chapter)