Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

Chapter 275 The Holy Maiden Has Eyes
With many twists and turns in her heart, Qing said earnestly and earnestly: "Actually, I think it's better to find a reliable person like you at this time. After all, there is someone to take care of you. But you must know the basics and get along with us for a long time."

Yuan Fei said with a slight smile: "I have taken care of you, isn't it you?"

One sentence made Qing Yishen feel that his heart was hit by joy, and his heart was pounding.

He was indescribably happy, but felt that Yuan Feiqian's words were a bit strange.

She clearly feels that she has a lot of trust in herself, but why doesn't she put herself in love?

The third master Qing, who was frightened by everyone in the imperial city, was in a tangle at this moment, but Yuan Feiqian, who was sitting opposite him, eating fried dough sticks and drinking soy milk, could not hide his smile.

If she still doesn't know what Qing Yishen means, she is really blind.

This man doesn't seem to be as indifferent to her as he was in his previous life. He not only takes good care of her, but is also considerate and considerate everywhere.
In the previous life, they didn't have many chances to get along alone and get close together. In this life, they almost always have his company when they come back from rebirth.

Between them, the only thing that is missing is what he said.

There are some things that need to be spoken, so that others can confirm your mind.

Yuan Feiqian didn't intend to speak first, even though she knew that she still liked this man very much, and even became a little more dependent on him.

After all, there is such a good-looking person who is so pampering and doting to you by your side, no matter who it is, it will be hard for anyone to resist.

For a face controler, it's like falling into his flourishing beauty and tenderness.

Thinking about being treated indifferently by this person in her previous life, Yuan Feiqian felt that it would be better not to admit her intentions so early.

There are some things that she can see clearly and know in her heart, but she doesn't want to take the initiative to say it.

She wants to see the other party's sincerity, she wants the other party to speak out, and she wants to make sure that what she thinks is not wrong.

Seeing that Qing was hesitant to speak, Yuan Fei smiled and said: "Eat it quickly, you won't be able to eat such authentic food when you return to the Imperial City."

Qing Yishen's thoughts were interrupted by her, as if waking up from a dream.

Taking a bite of the water-fried buns that Yuan Feiqian picked up, the aroma and umami taste in his mouth awakened his taste buds, and he immediately ate it with a mouthful of water.

Take another sip of millet porridge, and the taste of life reveals a taste of happiness.

So, people who came and went to the snack bar all saw the table in the corner, where the handsome man and the beautiful girl faced each other, eating fried dough sticks and fried buns, drinking soy milk and rice porridge.

It's obviously a bit out of place with this place, but it's a little more fireworks.

Yuan Feiqian ate a fried dough stick, while Qing Yishen finished the fried buns and millet porridge she bought, looked at her contentedly and said, "You eat too little."

Yuan Feiqian said: "I want to accompany my sister to eat some more when I go back! Now I am with you."

Qing Yishen was a little happy, which meant that his position in Qianqian's heart was the same as that of Yuan Feijian!
It seems that my efforts have not been in vain, and my status in Qianqian's heart has been improving.

Helping Yuan Feiqian take the deep-fried dough sticks and soy milk spring rolls that I bought earlier, and delivered them to the door, and at the same time told her: "I'll come pick you up at noon."

Yuan Feiqian said: "Okay, you go back and sleep for a while."

Qing responded with a deep smile and waved goodbye.

Afterwards, he took a deep breath and decided to listen to Qianqian's words first and go back to sleep.

Two hours of catch-up sleep was enough to refresh him, and he was finally woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone.

On the other end of the phone, Su Junqing said, "Third Master, that saint has a clue."

(End of this chapter)