Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 681 Are you going to piss me off, this little biscuit (20)

"I'm not used to being so polite." Coriander took a few steps back, as if avoiding a scourge.

"..."

One or two around this, there is nothing normal.

She must have arrived in a false heaven.

"Wen Ling... don't go..."

Liang Yuzhi, who was sleeping soundly, murmured, a tear flowed from the corner of his eyes.

"I'm here." She put down the towel, walked over, and held Shenjun's big palm.

It is warm, different from her coldness, people with warm hands must have a soft heart.

The man gradually settled down and stopped making noises, as if that little hand was the peace of mind.

"Um...how much wine did the Lord God drink?" The fairy boy preparing the sobering soup beside him asked with a frown. The smell of alcohol was too strong. Didn't he teach this girl to drink?Why did Shenjun himself fall first?
"Drink ten altars." Wen Ling counted with his fingers.

"What about you?" There's no smell of alcohol at all. It's not like you haven't drank at all...

Thinking about it, Xiantong mixed a large dose of hangover potion.

"Eleven altars."

"???"

Xiangcai on the side turned around and looked at the little girl carefully - she was probably about the same height as the wine jar, how could she drink eleven jars?

is that a lie.

"Then...cough, cough, cough." Xiantong said in a daze, but found that his voice was extremely hoarse, and cleared his throat repeatedly, "Then, would you like some hangover soup?"

The girl stared at him intently, and didn't reply, she just had an expression of "do you think I need hangover soup, you annoying little fairy".

"Oh, then I won't do it." Xiantong handed the warm brown-black liquid to Wen Ling, "Perhaps...can you give this to the god?"

He couldn't walk in the position of the two clinging to each other.

"it is good."

Wen Ling took it.

The bowl of hangover soup was probably about the size of her face.

The Coriander God quietly pulled Fairy Boy out.

Xiantong: "Shenjun, if you don't stay and take care of me, will you..."

Xiangcai: "Don't be afraid. Apart from bed-wetting, I can't think of any other accidents. Let's just leave space to the two of them."

Xiantong: "Two couples?"

Coriander: "Don't you know? Come on, let me tell you, this Wenling and Yuzhi, blah blah blah—"

He talked like this for several hours.

In the bedroom, Wen Ling secretly pulled out his hand, but when the man fell asleep, he was obviously a rascal, so he immediately hugged the child who was holding the hangover soup, "Don't move."

"Shenjun, wake up, drink the hangover soup first, so that you won't have a severe headache afterwards." She held the soup in a very technical posture, and said softly.

"Ok?"

The man's face was crimson, and the corners of his eyes were also red, like Tsing Yi singing an opera, enchanting with a little dignified.

Liang Yuzhi paused for a while, and finally opened his eyes, "Wen Ling?"

She responded and brought the decoction to the delirious Shenjun, "Here it is, drink it quickly."

"Ah."

She finally understood why she always felt something was strange - Liang Yuzhi always called her by her full name. How could a couple be so alienated?
So what went wrong...

The task has been delayed, so she won't be stuck here forever, right?
The pendant around her neck that has never disappeared is not on her body at this moment, and the custard bag and Qu'er are all gone.

Could it be...that this is the heaven and the mission system cannot reach it?

Gudong Gudong Gudong——

In a blink of an eye, the man finished drinking the hangover soup, he threw the bowl casually, and continued to hold Wen Ling.

This……

　Fourth update today.

　　Guess, are there any more updates today?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)