I just want to be a salted fish

Chapter 50 Leaving Fengxianju

"I'm stuffed."

Tremblingly, Ling Lingqi put down the chopsticks in her hand, and reported her situation to Feng Jiuyue nervously.

Feng Jiuyue lowered her beautiful eyebrows, quickly covered the fiery eyes in her eyes, stood up gracefully, and said in a cold voice: "Then you go back."

"Go back? Where do you go?" Ling Lingqi was dumbfounded.

"After only one night, has Seventh Junior Sister forgotten what she said last night?" Feng Jiuyue put her hands behind her back and turned around gracefully, but her whole body was full of loneliness and sadness.

"What did I say last night?" Ling Lingqi blinked her big Kazilan eyes, and looked at the cold beauty opposite without any confusion.

"It's fine if you don't remember." Feng Jiuyue replied coldly, but there was a trace of joy in her deep blue eyes.

Seeing this, Ling Lingqi's scalp went numb, and she felt something bad in her heart, so she hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, let me think about it."

Mistakenly thinking that Feng Jiuyue was going to start a big move, planning to make something out of nothing, and punish her to practice in the coldest place again, Ling Lingqi forced herself to try hard to recall every word she said last night.

Last night, because of the chilblains, she had a small quarrel with Feng Jiuyue, and then Feng Jiuyue personally agreed to let her go back in order to let her deal with the chilblains obediently.

In other words, what Feng Jiuyue just said about going back meant letting her leave Fengxianju and return to her own residence?
Realizing that she judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, Ling Lingqi smiled awkwardly at Feng Jiuyue's back, and said: "I was sleepy and didn't remember it for a while, or I'll pack the dishes first and then go back ?”

"No need, I'll clean it up." Feng Jiuyue suddenly turned cold, and went forward to grab the bowls and chopsticks in Ling Lingqi's hand.

"Why is this so embarrassing? You made the noodles, so you can't clean up the bowls and chopsticks." Ling Lingqi said politely, but her hands were honest, and she inadvertently let go of the bowls and chopsticks pinched by her fingertips.

Regarding this, Feng Jiuyue didn't speak, but just glanced at the little hand that loosened so quickly.

He knew that she didn't want to stay here any longer.

Frustrated, Feng Jiuyue no longer used to bluntly expose Ling Lingqi's ghost thoughts.

People who can't keep it, why bother to care about those trivial things.

Feng Jiuyue held the bowls and chopsticks and left in a daze.

In contrast, Ling Lingqi looked overjoyed, looked at the beautiful figure and said, "As expected of the protagonist, he does things neatly and without sloppiness at all."

What was promised last night will be fulfilled immediately today.

At this moment, she was full of praise for Feng Jiuyue, her favorability gradually increased, and she completely forgot the suffering she had suffered some time ago.

Next, Ling Lingqi hummed a tune while arranging her clothes and supplies, as if she had no nostalgia for Fengxianju and the owner of Fengxianju.

However, before leaving the room, her eyes couldn't help but lock on the brand new quilt on the bed.

The lights were too dim last night, so I didn't realize that the quilt was newly bought.

Now that I found out, I was inexplicably concerned, and wanted to put that quilt in the storage space and take it away with me.

"Forget it, let's go quickly." Ling Lingqi strode out of the room with the bag on her back.

But at this moment, Feng Jiuyue quietly appeared at the door of the room like a ghost.

"Emma! Shocked me!" Ling Lingqi exclaimed loudly, patting her chest with her right hand repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)