Chapter 312: The little girl who was tricked into selling by Erkuaitang
The shopkeeper was so frightened that he peed his pants and lost half of his soul.
In the crowd that dispersed, a man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, quietly using his luck, and hurriedly chased in the direction where Jun Yichen and Shui Wawa left.
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"Uncle Qingpingle!"
In the scholar's building, the water doll opened his eyes wide, stretched out his hands, and threw himself into the visitor's arms.
Qing Pingle quickly reached out to catch it, kissed him, and then carried him back to Jun Yichen and sat down.
Dressed in green clothes, elegant and elegant with a hint of youthfulness, her thin figure makes her feel a little frail, Qingpingle, Qinglian-like character, she is exactly that person just now
Shuiwawa crawled back to Jun Yichen, spread her chubby little hands towards Qing Pingle, and showed her little face.
Qing Pingle and Jun Yichen looked at each other and smiled, shook their heads, took out a reed flute, put it in their mouths and played it at will, a soothing and pleasant tune, with a soft tone, like the curls of fairy music, quiet and comfortable, and like the flowing water of a mountain stream.
, birds in the forest
Movement and stillness are all in one breath, naturally, and there is true temperament in the tranquility
Shui Wawa took it, curled her lips, and said displeasedly:
"Uncle Qing Ping Le, you give me this kind of thing every time. Don't you know if I can't get it? After a while, everyone refuses to listen. I'm so sad."
Qing Pingle raised his eyebrows, sighed, smiled elegantly, like a green lotus blooming in the wind in the pond, and said:
"This is different from the previous ones. Even if you don't know the music, you can still play it beautifully.
And there’s another advantage: it’s better to use a louder voice when looking for someone.”
Shui Wawa put the letter into his mouth doubtfully, then, with all his strength, he blew randomly:
"Beep beep... beep beep..."
It's not a tune, it's not a tune, but the sound quality is really good
Shui Wawa thought for a while, it seemed that Brother Jun wanted to talk to Uncle Qingpingle, so he should put it away first.
Qing Ping Le took out another bag of sugar cakes, and the water doll felt as if he had found a treasure. He lay on the table and ate by himself, with a smile on his face.
Jun Yichen pinched Shui Wawa's little face, shook his head and laughed.