Fishing beauties play with fire online

Chapter 11

get away

Luo Qing could feel that the voice became stronger

Luo Qing was just curious about what the takeaway looks like, but this simple curiosity was not satisfied.

After eating the wontons, the next day began, and the takeaways hadn't entered Luo Qing's house for a week.

Day after day, just a "Morning. Hello."

After delivering breakfast at the door, the person turned and ran away.

However, breakfast was still hot.

Even if Luo Qing held the toasted bread directly with his hands, it was still the same as freshly baked, it didn't get cold or frozen.

Naturally, Luo Qing would not know the difference.

The reason why Ling Yufeng took the steamed stuffed buns and wontons before bringing them to his mouth was because there was demon liver in them, full of demonic energy.

Even if Ling Yufeng warmed it with real fire and sent it to Luo Qing, it would still freeze.

Ordinary breakfast without demon liver, as long as Ling Yufeng warms it up with a real fire, it won't freeze or get cold.

For Luo Qing, a hot breakfast is the beginning of the day.

There are surprises every day, and unconsciously, I always look forward to what delicious food will be delivered by the small takeaway today.

However, even if he watched the romance drama twice, he still couldn't get the takeaway into the house.

Even, thinking about it, it was just a hat, and he hadn't been able to see the face under the brim of the hat until now.

On the way to school, Luo Qing accumulated a lot of problem sets, and finally started to discuss with Jiang Huique.

Xiao Jiang regards him as a friend, and he also regards Xiao Jiang as a friend.

He learned from the recent historical dramas: good brothers should be open and honest.

So, Luo Qing cut to the chase and asked, "Xiao Jiang, do delivery guys generally refuse to take off their hats?"

Even with his eyes closed, Jiang Huique knew that Luo Qing was asking about the little takeaway that the demon king turned into, so he naturally didn't dare to say much, and just nodded.

Luo Qing asked diligently: "Why doesn't the delivery man take off his hat? Didn't I tell you that I found a small takeaway recently. I want to see his face, but what should I do?"

Jiang Huique knew well that Ling Wang was sitting on the top of the tree above their heads and watching him.

He adjusted the mirror, cleared his throat, and then replied seriously: "Luo Qing, some occupations are not convenient to show your face. In order to ensure fairness in the world, to ensure the safety of the world, etc., there are many reasons .”

Luo Qing thought for a while, in the past month, he had already flipped through a bunch of reference books on public studies, international law, social relations, etc., and nodded as if he was very educated: "Yes. I remember now. It is also said in the book that serious case judges, police officers, prosecutors...it seems that many special occupations are like this."

Jiang Huique breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the question had been fooled, he followed up casually and said, "That's right. It's good that you know."

"But, is it the same job as a delivery man?" Luo Qing really didn't give up.

Jiang Huique didn't dare to say any more, he slapped his head and talked about the topic until the final exam.

Luo Qing doesn't care about exams.

Anyway, he had other questions, so he continued to ask: "Xiao Jiang, if someone always says they want to spread my legs, what does that mean? Will I cry if they spread my legs?"

puff--

Jiang Huique just pretended to be reading a book, and suddenly the book fell to the ground.

He picked up the book, with an expression on the verge of tears, he said to himself: "Luo Qing, if I fail the exam the day after tomorrow, my grandpa will be very sad."

Luo Qing could see that Xiao Jiang seemed to be suffering from pre-exam anxiety, and seemed to be a little absent-minded about his questions.

It was said on TV: Good friends naturally need to help each other.

So, he simply withdrew his question, and along the way, the two of them pretended to discuss passionately about the computer introductory course exam preparation questions that they were not interested in at all.

At noon, the sun is very poisonous.

The gray bird flew out of the teaching building and landed on Ling Yufeng's shoulder.

Under the sun, Ling Yufeng was reading "Social Psychology of Contemporary College Students" with great concentration.

The little gray sparrow chirped next to Ling Yufeng's ear and Nanfeng's: "Brother Ling, if you can read human books, you can go to school to read them by yourself. Let me go, all the questions Luo Qing asked me this morning are all true. fatal."

"That's not good enough to study hard." Ling Yufeng ignored him and shook his shoulders.

The little gray sparrow raised its wings and covered its face: God knows why you don't show your face to others, God knows why you spread their legs apart... Which subject can you answer this kind of question if you study hard? ?

The little gray bird continued to chirp, but Ling Yufeng was already impatient, and said in a low voice, "Get lost."

"Brother Ling, please save face. It's our old sparrow who came."

Sure enough, beside the little gray bird, there was an old gray bird pacing slowly, step by step, it jumped to Ling Yufeng's feet.

"King Ling, Hui Que told me about your matter." The old bird chirped by himself, and continued: "That Luo Qing, he is just an ordinary person now. You look at him every day, but he can't see you at all. You miss him every night, but he doesn't remember you at all. You think about him in everything, but he only thinks about eating..."

Ling Yufeng didn't speak, but waved his hand, meaning he didn't want to hear it anymore.

The old gray bird understood it, so he changed his tone and said, "King Ling, the demon liver is the entire spiritual energy of a demon. If we demons eat it, it will increase the spiritual energy and demon power, and even increase the demon power. How about you?" It’s really not worth it for an ordinary person.”

Ling Yufeng glared at him.

"Ling Wang, you also know that I don't want to do this. Like Lao Mao, I love your body. To be honest, I also expect you to protect our useless old things. You can't hide all day Really."

Ling Yufeng didn't seem to hear Lao Que's words all this time, so he suddenly said, "Oo Que, Luo Qing may not be useless after taking it. Now that you're here, give me a dose of medicine to seal and control demon power."

The old gray bird almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: it was all for nothing.

"Ling Wang, if you are willing to listen to me, I will give you a dose today." He paused, "You have to know what you need most when you love someone." The old gray bird thought for a while, but did not say wishful thinking , did not mention unrequited love, nor secret love, but used a word that is still acceptable, "love".

Finally, Ling Yufeng spoke, "What?"

Old Grayfinch: "Calm down."

Ling Yufeng didn't scold anyone this time, but stretched out his hand.

The old gray bird kept his word and put down a dose of medicine, but reminded Ling Yufeng: the thorn bell is a demon made of evil.He can sense the anger of others around him.The demon can inherit this ability after eating his demon liver.But the current Luo Qing seems to be digested after eating...

Seeing that King Ling received the medicine, he became a little annoyed with him, the old gray bird was very sensible, he knew that King Ling was the same as before, and he didn't want others to say that Luoshen was a bad person.

He finally told the little gray bird a word and flew away.

"That Luo Qing's careless look now can kill King Ling, so guard him well."

There was an exam in the first big class in the afternoon, and many students didn't have time to go to the cafeteria, so they all went to the campus gate.

Everyone spread word of mouth, saying that there is a new uncle who sells pancakes and fruits, and they make them quickly and deliciously.

When Luo Qing heard the delicious food, she knew that there was nothing to do in broad daylight.But I was still curious about what everyone was talking about, so I followed along.

As soon as he reached the gate of the campus, he heard a very strong voice: "Go away, go away! Please go away!"

The voice was urgent and seemed to be crying.It should be a girl's voice.

However, Luo Qing looked left and right, and there were only laughing and laughing classmates waiting in line to buy pancakes, and an uncle with a shiny face who was counting money and spreading pancakes with a warm smile on his face.

There is no sad and tragic girl.

But Luo Qing could clearly hear the voice, he followed the direction of the voice and found a slightly frail girl standing under an old locust tree at the gate of the campus.

"Go away, go away!" An angry voice came from this girl.

But Luo Qing was also very surprised, the girl just hid under the tree and didn't speak.

He seemed to hear the girl's inner voice.

The crowd dispersed little by little. Everyone was holding food in their hands, smiling, and discussing one after another, "The campus belle of the history department looks Qinggao, and my father is selling pancakes at the door here."

"Yes. I remember she also said that her parents died early. Isn't this a scam to get scholarships for studying hard?"

"Uh..." The voices of the people chatting about eating melons are not light. As long as the melons are sweet and fragrant, the people who eat melons will never care that someone will be sad or cry behind the melon vines they branched out.

Luo Qing has been standing under the shade of the tree.

He was very curious, so he just bought a pancake fruit, these people are too magical, where did he get this news.

After taking a step closer, I realized that there was a cardboard box sign on the pancake fruit booth, with a few chalk characters crooked on the sign.

[Authentic pancake fruit.I am the father of Zhao Lili from the History Department of School M, thank you for your support]

Luo Qing could clearly feel that the voice next to her was getting stronger, trembling, shouting one after another: You are not my father, get out of here!