Chapter 252 Fu·Eat soft rice·Jing Heng finally came in handy (two more)

   and the others left, Xuanyuan Zhenhua looked at Qin Sheng, but at this moment he suppressed his anger and squeezed out a little smile.

  He slowed down his tone and said cautiously: "Shengsheng..."

  Qin Sheng: "...if you have something, just say it."

  Don’t talk like that, she is not used to it.

  Xuanyuan Zhenhua's face sank, and the leading crutches knocked on the ground hard: "I've made it clear to Lao Tzu, where are you now?!"

  Qin Sheng: "..."

   pursed his lips, and said lightly: "Just talked about it, as far as you saw it."

  Oh, hold a little hand.

That is not bad.

  Xuanyuan Zhenhua's hanging heart fell.

But still calmly continued to speak earnestly: "You can remember that men don’t have a good thing, don’t look at how good the little Fu is to you now, how he is obedient and filial, that’s because he covets your beauty. When you are fooled, he will scumbag you."

  Qin Sheng raised his eyes: "So?"

"So you have to keep a watch, and you must not be fooled easily. The less you can get, the more men will cherish them. You have to hang him and draw pie, but you can't really let him eat it. On it."

  Qin Sheng: "..."

  Why her father, her brother, her mother, her godfather and godfather, each person has a set of rhetoric, which one should she listen to?

  Well, although the statement is different, one thing is the same.

  Qin Sheng recalled the remarks he heard about men during this period, and summed up one sentence: men do not have a good thing.

  She nodded: "I see."

  Xuanyuan Zhenhua was satisfied, and nodded: "Okay, you can go out, call the little Fu to come in, godfather talk to him."

  Qin Sheng: "..."

  It’s not over yet, isn’t it?

However, this old man is stubborn and difficult to deal with. After so many years, Qin Sheng has been very experienced in dealing with him, so he is not hard-hearted. He only helped him restore the chessboard he had just messed up and walked out of the room. .

   raised his chin towards Fu Jingheng: "Call you to go in."

  Fu Jingheng is also very experienced, mainly because he has seen more since childhood.

  So without asking a word, she pinched the little girl's earlobe and walked in.

  Well, it’s okay to attract firepower, but the interest that should be collected has to be collected.

  Fu Jingheng has been in for a long time, at least longer than Qin Sheng.

  Qin Sheng looked around among the nearby rooms, and finally found the pass order she was looking for and a bunch of various badge tokens in a room decorated as a girl’s boudoir.

  Thinking about it for a while, and I just took it all into the ring of space.

  Well, I used to be too troublesome to bring it, but now I don’t have this trouble if I have a ring.

I brought all the   , and I have to come back to get it if I save it later.

   Then she walked around in this extremely tightly guarded courtyard, which seemed to have no people, and saw some of the flowers and herbs she had planted in her former Xuanyuan home.

   has been transplanted.

  It can be seen, and the care is very delicate.

  It’s a pity that these things are very delicate. They not only need to be carefully taken care of, but they also need to be irrigated with special potions to grow up. After the past two years, they are all sick and not far from being completely scrapped.

  It's still a pity.

  Qin Sheng thought for a while, and simply pulled all these things out and put them into the basket.

  The people who secretly guarded the small courtyard saw it, and they almost stared out.

  I immediately wanted to rush out and say that these are the father’s most beloved flowers and plants. Whoever gave her all the courage, who knew that before she had time to move, the closed door on the opposite side of the garden opened.

  Two figures walked out of the room.

  It is Xuanyuan Zhenhua and Fu Jingheng.

In the guard's eyes, the old man Xuanyuan, who was so rare that these flowers and plants were so rare, didn't even look at them, he just looked at the little girl carrying the basket. His tone was a gentle tone that the guard had never heard before: "Hurry up and eat with me. I'll leave for lunch."

  Qin Sheng will naturally not refuse.

   even turned his eyes sideways and asked him: "Do you want me to cook?"

  Well, when I was a child, the old man didn’t know that Qin Sheng’s learning ability was superb, so he always worked hard to train her into a new generation of outstanding women who went to the hall and the kitchen. It’s a pity...

  Qin Sheng shook his eyes when he thought of his culinary talent that he had only entered the kitchen a few times but was able to burn the kitchen every time.

She hasn’t figured it out yet. She obviously puts the oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar according to the recipe, which is not less than one gram. The steps are also according to the recipe. Why doesn’t the burnt foods come out? Seeing it?

   Can it be said that even the culinary talent can be inherited?

  Qin Sheng thought about it, and Xuanyuan Zhenhua naturally thought about it, too. He couldn't hold back and shuddered.

   hurriedly said: "I have already ordered someone to do it, and it will be delivered right away, so you can sit down honestly."

  Qin Sheng said silently: "...oh."

  Fu Jingheng...Fu Jingheng is quite curious.

  However, it was not time to speak at this moment. He could only glance at Qin Sheng quickly, then straightened his expression, and matched his handsome face like water weaving and ink dyeing, and looked like a gentleman.

   is very human.

  Looking at it for just over an hour, he had already changed Xiao Fu’s head to A Heng’s Xuanyuan Zhenhua.

  Qin Sheng was silent again, and gave his dog a like in his heart.

   asked Fu Jingheng afterwards: "What did my godfather tell you?"

  Fu Jingheng squeezed the unequal treaty that was signed not long ago in his pocket. He smiled lightly and indulged: "Let me treat you like a daughter, and he will recognize me as a son-in-law."

  Qin Sheng: "..."

   immediately retracted his sight.

  In just a few seconds, she looked at Fu Jingheng again and said, "I'm going to the ancient martial world."

  Fu Jingheng straightened his face and looked back at her: "I will accompany you."

  Qin Sheng wants to say no, she can do it herself.

   But when he met the man’s serious eyes, his fingertips moved, and he changed his words: "Okay."

  Although the needle has been pierced and the medicine has been left, Qin Sheng estimates that Lin Sihe's illness will not last for three days.

  And the ancient martial arts world is not only located in the depths of Kunlun Mountain, but the distance is not easy to walk.

  There are also many psychedelic arrays and enchantments set up along the way. It takes more than a week to reach the entrance to normal.

  Even if Qin Sheng still has an impression of the road, those formations can't stop her, and it will take at least two to three days to go back and forth.

  So time is tight, so I have to leave immediately.

  Qin Sheng thought for a moment, and was about to talk to Fu Jingheng about the situation. After returning to his senses, he found a place to park nearby and got out of the car.

   went around to her again, helped her open the car door, and led her down.

  Qin Sheng: "...what are you doing?"

  Fu Jingheng didn't explain, he stretched out his hand and wrapped her waist.

   With a light swipe of his fingertips in the space, he saw a black hole in space that could allow two people to pass through appearing in mid-air.

  Fu Jingheng's hands pressed hard and hugged her and jumped in.

   A feeling of weightlessness surged in my heart.

  　I'm coming~

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)