Leng Qiuyue waited for the opportunity to destroy Xiao Ai, but Xiao Ai closed the door every day, drawing on paper every day, and would ridicule Leng Qiuyue in her spare time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Every morning after getting up, Xiao Ai would ask Leng Qiuyue to make a loyal statement to herself.

"I am the cold slave of Lord Xiao Ai, I will be loyal to the master of Xiao Ai, and I will give everything in front of the master." Leng Qiuyue would repeat this sentence every morning, and then she was speechless for the rest of the day.

Because Leng Qiuyue showed no signs of resistance, Xiao Ai began to remove Leng Qiuyue's handcuffs and ropes, Xiao Ai thought that Leng Qiuyue had been completely conquered by himself, but he didn't know that Leng Qiuyue had been making small calculations in his heart.

"Master Ai, your breakfast is ready, do you want to eat it now?" Leng Qiuyue said respectfully.

"Take it, old rules." Xiao Ai said.

Xiao Ai's old rule is to let Leng Qiuyue feed him spoonful by spoonful, Leng Qiuyue is obedient to Xiao Ai on the surface, but she has always hated Xiao Ai in her heart.

Leng Qiuyue's eyes revealed a hint of pity, but behind this look was an endless curse.

As long as Xiao Ai didn't ask, Leng Qiuyue never dared to speak, especially at this juncture, for fear that Xiao Ai would suspect herself.

However, Xiao Ai doesn't go out every day, which makes Leng Qiuyue feel very embarrassed, Leng Qiuyue is anxious, but she doesn't dare to urge Xiao Ai to go out.

Xiao Ai paints some flowers and trees every day, and the scope of the painting is the scene in Xiao Ai's house, Xiao Ai seems to be decorating his house, but the painting is different every day, in Xiao Ai's yard, a new scene will be changed every day.

"Leng Nu seems to like to see me draw." Xiao Ai said to Leng Qiuyue while busy with the paintbrush in his hand.

"Yes, because the master's painting is superb, the slave family can't help but revel in the master's picture." Leng Qiuyue said against her conscience, in fact, what Leng Qiuyue was thinking about was how to make Xiao Ai die quickly.

"Does Leng Nu know how to draw?" Xiao Ai said disdainfully to Leng Qiuyue.

"Of course the slave family doesn't understand, but the master's painting is really good." Leng Qiuyue said.

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, keep your mouth shut and serve me well." Xiao Ai shook Leng Qiuyue fiercely.

At this moment, Xiao Ai turned her back to Leng Qiuyue, Leng Qiuyue no longer suppressed her angry eyes, and glared at Xiao Ai viciously behind her back, the teacup in her hand was shaking, and the tea couldn't help but flow on the back of her hand.

"Where's the tea?" Xiao Ai shouted angrily.

Leng Qiuyue hurriedly stepped forward to serve the tea to Xiao Ai, and fed Xiao Ai with the hot teacup in her hand.

Leng Qiuyue's palm was already hot red from the hot teacup, and she was about to lose it, at this time Leng Qiuyue's hand began to tremble, but Xiao Ai deliberately blew the tea unhurriedly, so she was embarrassed for Leng Qiuyue.

"Master, my hands are already hot, can I put the teacup down?" Leng Qiuyue pleaded with Xiao Aidao.

"Is that the kind of question you can ask? Are there any rules? Xiao Ai scolded sharply.

At this time, Leng Qiuyue's hand couldn't hold on, and after being burned and unbearable, Leng Qiuyue spread the teacup with one hand, and the entire teacup fell on Xiao Ai's lap.

Xiao Ai screamed when he was burned, and at this time, the paintbrush in Xiao Ai's hand accidentally fell off the ground, Leng Qiuyue took the opportunity to quickly pick up the paintbrush and draw a stroke on Xiao Ai's painting scroll.

Leng Qiuyue's action was not seen by Xiao Ai, at this time Xiao Ai was like thunder, and immediately punched and kicked Leng Qiuyue, but Xiao Ai is a minor child, and his strength is also quite weak, Leng Qiuyue actually didn't feel pain at all, but Leng Qiuyue still pretended to be in pain and shouted for mercy.

"The hosts! Don't hit me, I'll bandage you! I didn't mean to! It's just that the teacup is too hot! Leng Qiuyue cried and begged for mercy.

At this time, Xiao Ai's leg was really painful, and Xiao Ai also knew that this was her own, so she bypassed Leng Qiuyue.

Leng Qiuyue hurriedly brought a strip of cloth to bandage the position of Xiao Ai's burn, where did Xiao Ai know the truth of medicine, scalds cannot be bandaged, Leng Qiuyue deliberately made Xiao Ai uncomfortable.

"Master, I'll help you go to rest!" Leng Qiuyue said.

"Then don't go quickly!" Xiao Ai endured the severe pain and said.

Xiao Ai was still struggling in pain when she was lying on the bed, and Leng Qiuyue was just watching from the sidelines, and she didn't even bring Xiao Ai a cold towel.

"Master, if you endure it, you will get better, it is better to sleep, and you will be fine when you wake up." Leng Qiuyue said comforting Xiao Ai.

"You get out, get out!" Xiao Ai scolded Leng Qiuyue and said.

Leng Qiuyue hurriedly ran out of the door, and before leaving, she deliberately glanced at Xiao Ai's paintings, especially the one that was added by herself, Leng Qiuyue remembered the entire painting scroll clearly before closing the door.

Leng Qiuyue came directly outside, this was the first time Leng Qiuyue came outside since she came to Xiao Ai's house, Xiao Ai had imprisoned Leng Qiuyue for a long time.

Sure enough, the courtyard was exactly the same as Xiao Ai's painting, and at this time, Leng Qiuyue hurriedly looked for the stroke that was added by herself on the painting.

Leng Qiuyue remembered that the stroke was painted on the west wall of the house, just an ink-colored brushstroke.

Leng Qiuyue walked to the west wall with apprehension, and when she saw that huge pen print, Leng Qiuyue was overjoyed.

"It turns out that just using his paintbrush makes me think about it for so long." Leng Qiuyue muttered with a smile.

Leng Qiuyue leaned on the door and looked at Xiao Ai, only to see that Xiao Ai was already asleep in the house, so Leng Qiuyue took this opportunity to go to the kitchen to order a bowl of noodles for Xiao Ai.

After serving the noodles, Leng Qiuyue took off her hairpin and stirred it twice.

Leng Qiuyue's hairpin was given to her by Leng Qiu, it was soaked in ecstasy, and there was a heavy drug in it, Leng Qiu used a secret method to keep the effect of the medicine from evaporating by the air and not being cleaned, which means that Leng Qiuyue's hairpin can drug others for the rest of her life.

Now that I know the Achilles heel of Xiao Ai's painting, I don't have any worries, so I simply fascinate Xiao Ai now, and then get rid of Xiao Ai in Xiao Ai's own painting.

"Master, it's time to eat." Leng Qiuyue knocked on the door and shouted.

At this time, it was already noon, Xiao Ai was lying on the bed and didn't fall asleep at all, at this time, the burns on Xiao Ai's legs were almost healed, and Xiao Ai's stomach was also a little hungry.

"Bring it." Xiao Ai shouted angrily.

Leng Qiuyue walked into the room with a smile and entertained Xiao Ai with a gentle face, although Xiao Ai's legs hurt, but seeing Leng Qiuyue's gentle smiling face, Xiao Ai also felt a happy mood.

"I didn't expect you to be quite beautiful, the older woman really has a taste." Xiao Ai said to Leng Qiuyue.

"Thank you for the compliment." Leng Qiuyue took the noodles and began to feed Xiao Ai.

(To be continued.) )