"I've picked a few peaches for you to eat!"

Qingling carried the hem of his clothes, those peaches were huge, and he was so small that he could barely hold them.

"Pretty brother!"

Qingling walked around the courtyard and didn't find anyone.

The big eyes rolled around, and he laughed with a ruddy little mouth, and turned to the back of the courtyard briskly, jumping behind Wuchen, "Brother Wuchen, I know!" You're secretly doing bad things again! ”

Wuchen was squatting next to the well to wash vegetables, he turned around helplessly when he heard the sound, and a smile appeared on his handsome face, "Qingling, children can't talk nonsense." I'm a monk, and I've done anything bad. ”

"Really?"

Qingling carefully placed the peach next to the well, with his fleshy little hands behind his back, pretending to be the abbot master of Tanga Temple and brushing his beard, he first coughed heavily, "Wuchen, the monks have no worries, but you sneaked out of the temple behind your back, is this what a monk should do?" ”

Dust-free ......!!

Qingling hugged the peach and took a big bite, and his eyes bent into a crescent moon with a smile: "Brother Wuchen, you said that if the abbot master knew that some people sneaked out of the temple just to bake cold noodles, would he expel you from the master's door?" ”

Wuchen smiled slightly: "Don't think I'll take you out to play in the future." ”

Hum!

Master Wuchen turned around angrily and lowered his head to wash the vegetables.

Qingling leaned over to peek in a ghostly manner, only to see the outstanding side face of Wuchen Qingjun, and the slender jade-like fingers soaked in the water, as if it were the finest handicraft.

Not good.

His dustless brother seems to be angry.

Hmm, Brother Wuchen is so stingy.

That's how angry it is.

Okay, then I'll coax you.

Qingling picked the largest and reddest peach, and carefully washed the hair and dirt on the peach.

The child held the big peach in both hands, moved his little short legs to Wuchen, handed it to him, and began to pretend to be cute in a milky voice, "Brother Wuchen, eat peaches." ”

Dustless continues to wash peaches: Hmph!

Qingling pursed his lips: Well, it's still a monk, naïve!

"Brother Wuchen, Qingling is a child, don't worry about children."

Qingling lightly bumped Wuchen, lifted the peach high and handed it over again, "Eat the peach!" ”

Wuchen's eyes moved slightly, and he was just about to speak, when he suddenly heard Yan Tao's voice from the kitchen, "Wuchen, have you finished washing?" ”

Yikes!

The beautiful brother turned out to be there too!

Qingling's eyes lit up, and he instantly withdrew the peach, and the little short leg ran quickly and followed the voice and went straight over, "Beautiful brother!" ”

Before Wuchen's hand stretched out, he heard Qingling's milky and lovely voice, "Beautiful brother, give you peaches!" Qingling specially picked the biggest one for you, but it is delicious! ”

Yan Tao: "Hmm, for me?" Thank you. ”

Dust-free ......!!!

It's so angry!

I'm so angry that I want to hit someone!

It was about twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

It was time for lunch, and Wuchen brought the food to the table.

The scent wafted into his nose, and he sniffed it lightly, well, it was really fragrant.

Young Master Yan ordered three times that he was not allowed to touch the dishes until she came back.

Well, Dustless sadly took a bite of the peach.

Yan Tao searched the entire Taoist temple, but never found Qin Zong's figure.

She stood outside the side hall, frowned slightly, and asked a Taoist priest at random, "Have you seen Qin Zong?" ”