She subconsciously lowered her eyes, and just as the little fox was about to completely take over the soup in the ice spirit beast, a figure suddenly came.

Immediately after that, a cold voice sounded, "Bing Ling, what are you doing?"

The appearance of Beimo Qianye made the little fox and the ice spirit a little unprepared.

Beimo Qianye even flipped his arm and knocked over the soup in the hands of the two people.

"Ahh......h

The casserole fell to the ground, shattering fragments of the ground, and the rich aroma slowly spread in the air.

Bing Ling's nose was sour, holding back tears, and he didn't let it fall.

She clutched the back of her reddened hand and sniffed.

The little fox frowned, "Beimo Qianye, why are you so careless? You see, it's all hot to her." ”

Beimo Qianye didn't expect this, he just saw Bing Ling giving the little fox soup, and thought that this soup was poisonous, he just knocked over the soup casually, how could he have thought that it would inadvertently burn Bing Ling.

Bing Ling didn't expect that half of the soup that had been spilled out actually fell on her hands, and for a while, it hurt her and she gasped.

The little fox tugged at the corner of Beimo Qianye's clothes and whispered: "Beimo Qianye, you apologize to her quickly, look at the girl who burned it." ”

Actually, this scene was not in Bingling's plan at all, she was burned, it was really an accident......

Beimo Qianye glanced at her, and didn't apologize, "It's a big night, it's not good to rest, you're idle, come to deliver soup?"

"Originally, it was going to be given to Lan Shengxue, but she slept, so she ......" Bing Ling's hands trembled and spoke, and he was a little uneasy, it really hurt too much.

Beimo Qianye no longer continued to take care of Bing Ling, "Little fox, you are really, you should sleep obediently at night, you don't want what people give you, what do you want, what if it is poisonous?"

Bing Ling's face changed slightly, and he took a breath, "Young Master of Beimo...... I ......"

The little fox glanced at Beimo Qianye, "What are you talking about?"

"You still don't understand what I mean, if you die one day, we don't know how you died. ”

Bing Ling's eyes were full of tears, "White girl, I'll go back first, ...... you talk?"

Bing Ling turned around, wiped her tears, and ran to the room, I don't know why, she really felt so wronged.

When she returned to her room and closed the door, the pain in her hand became clearer and clearer, she had never suffered from this since she was a child, it really hurt......

But what she can endure is what Beimo Qianye said, but she didn't expect them to distrust her so much.

Tonight's soup is really not poisonous......

"Brother Yunyan, Ling'er misses you so much...... What should I do, Brother Yunyan, where are you......" Bing Ling said as he sat on his chair and wiped away his tears.

"As you said before, with Brother Yun Yan, you won't let Ling'er be wronged, but now, Brother Yun Yan, I want to find you, but I can't find it......"

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"No poison?" After checking the soup that had been spilled on the ground, Beimo Qianye couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Is the Ice Spirit really not bad?