Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

  Chapter 275 Chitose is a bit ruthless【42】

  The boy was not there, and Shen Wanqing could only go home, and bought some snacks on the way.

  Returning to the palace, after eating and drinking, Shen Wanqing took a nice afternoon nap.

  I didn't hit Hatch until sunset, stretched out and woke up contentedly.

   went to wash his face, turned back to the rocking chair, took out a can of Wangzi milk, poured it into a teacup, and ate with the snacks bought this morning.

  Just after eating a chicken wing and drinking the can of milk, Luo Li knocked on the door and said that Anze was here.

  Shen Wanqing vomited the chicken wing bones in his mouth, "Let him in."

  What are you doing here again?

  If you don’t go to the Three Treasures Hall, nothing will happen.

After getting permission, Luo Li leaned over and left, and soon Anze came in.

  An Ze, who was waiting at the door of the Piandian, saw Luo Li coming, and a smug smile appeared on that handsome face.

  An Ze shook the fan and smiled happily, "How about Xiaolier, Xiaoqingqing let me in~"

  Luo Li's mouth twitched unconsciously when she heard An Ze's "Little Lier", but she still looked respectful.

  She leaned over to salute, and stretched out her arms, "The princess is waiting in the hall, please come in, Lord An Xiaohou."

  An Ze raised his eyebrows, turned the paper fan in his hand, and folded it with a clatter, putting it on the palm of his left hand.

  The proud grandfather An Xiaohou walked in happily.

When    came in, Anze smelled a tangy fragrance.

  Anze's eyes lit up, he walked in eagerly, and said: "Xiao Qingqing, what are you eating? It smells so fragrant! This little Hou master seems to smell the smell of meat!"

  Shen Foodie sitting on the rocking chair is already satiated and wiping his hands with a handkerchief.

  When she heard Anze’s words, she threw the handkerchief in her hand on the table casually, "Chewing chicken wings."

  An Ze had already walked over with his fan, "Chicken wings? Did the cook in the palace make it? It smells so good!"

   "No, I bought it at a street stall." Shen Wanqing slumped on the rocking chair, lazily.

  The action of Anze sitting down was stunned, turning his head in disbelief, "It's on the roadside stall?"

   "Yes." Shen Wanqing threw the bamboo stick in his hand.

  She looked at him sideways, "What's the matter?"

  The play Jingan Xiaohouye had tears in his eyes, grabbed the paper fan in his hand, and said: "Xiao Qingqing, you are a princess of a country. How come you have fallen to the point of eating a roadside stall?"

   "I heard that you have been giving gifts to the nine thousand years old, and you have several boxes of gold and silver jewelry, rare treasures. Isn't it because of this, you are poor and can only eat roadside stalls!"

   "Woo, my Xiao Qingqing, why are you so pitiful, 嘤嘤嘤..."

An Xijing's eyes were full of tears, and while wiping away tears as if distressed, he said: "Xiao Qingqing, we are good friends. If you have any difficulties in life, you must tell me. What's the matter, brother Carry it together!"

  Shen Wanqing twitched the corners of his mouth, reached out and threw the handkerchief on the table with oil on the table towards his face, full of disgust, "Fuck you."

  An Ze took down the handkerchief and wiped it on his face.

  I just wiped it a few times, and I felt something was wrong.

  "Xiao Qingqing, why is your handkerchief a little oily?" Anze asked while wiping his face with the handkerchief.

  Shen Wanqing's expression was indifferent, "Oh, I just finished wiping the oil on my hands."

  "!"

  Anze stiffened suddenly, threw the handkerchief on the table without losing streak, and subconsciously reached out and touched his face.

  Oh!

  (End of this chapter)