Chapter 112 I would rather lose to Tathagata than to Qing 17
Seeing Xu Chen standing still and not speaking, Qing Wu stretched out an index finger and shook it in front of his eyes, "Don't think about driving me out, unless you want me to sleep outside the door and be discovered by others."< br>
I have worked so hard for you.
You wouldn't be so cruel, would you?
Staring into her smart and expectant eyes, Xu Chen had no choice but to compromise.
Qing Wu happily took out a set of quilts from the closet and made a bed on the floor.
Seeing her move, Xu Chen frowned slightly: "You sleep on the bed."
The girl refused indifferently, "No, I can sleep on the floor, I don't have to choose."
"The ground is cold and you will get sick."
Qing Wu squatted on the ground and looked up at him funny after hearing this, "Which demon have you ever seen that got sick?"
She wouldn't do it anyway.
After looking at her for a few seconds, the monk sighed, bent down and took her arm, brought her up to the bed, and repeated stubbornly: "You sleep on the bed."
"You sleep."
"You sleep."
Qingwu: "..."
Why is the little monk so stubborn sometimes?
"Xuchen, look here."
She raised her right hand in front of him and shook it twice.
Xu Chen glanced subconsciously, his eyes touching her pink palms, and then he felt dizzy. The next second, he fell on the bed and lost consciousness.
Looking at the handsome monk unconscious on the bed, Qing Wu took back his hand with a smile.
They all told you to sleep on the bed.
After covering him with the quilt, she touched his bare head and said in a relaxed tone: "I wish you a good sleep."
The next morning.
Qing Wu, who was drinking porridge with his head down, ignored Xu Chen's indifferent gaze and looked calm.
What to see?
She was very peaceful last night and didn't do anything.
When it was time to set off, Qingwu quietly bypassed the crowd, jumped onto the carriage quickly while others were unprepared, and then bumped into the carriage's occupants. She hesitated for a moment, then calmly came to sit next to Xu Chen. The prince raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw a beautiful little girl suddenly appeared on the carriage, and Xu Chen, who always disliked others approaching her, didn't say anything.
The two clearly have a close relationship.
His men had never found out that there was such a woman beside Xu Chen.
The prince lowered his head and coughed a few times to cover up the flash of darkness in his eyes, "Xu Chen, why don't you introduce me?"
Xu Chen pursed his lips slightly and said, "His Royal Highness, this is the young monk's friend, the Awu Donor."
Qing Wu nodded towards the prince across from him and showed a perfunctory smile.
The prince did not pay attention to such rude behavior.
During the rest of the journey, the three of them talked little.
Xu Chen closed his eyes and rested, while Qing Wu opened the car window and lay on the window looking at the green mountains outside. The wind blew her long hair, and she raised her hand to suppress it.
Feeling the vague gaze behind her constantly looking at her, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.
What are you looking at? Don't think that I won't dare to kill you because you are a sick person.
I haven’t settled the account with you for pouring medicine last time!
Now he is looking at her with such calculating eyes...
Tsk, I want to dig out his eyes.
At this time, the prince's attendants rode up to the carriage, interrupting her thoughts. The other party frowned and said in a serious tone: "Girl, my Highness is ill and cannot enjoy the cool breeze. Please close the window."
As soon as he finished speaking, the prince coughed twice, looking really fragile.
Qing Wu looked back at him and closed the car window with a snap.
The prince wrapped his clothes tightly: "Thank you for your understanding, miss."
She closed her eyes expressionlessly and leaned back, "You're welcome."
The prince raised his lips and smiled.
This girl is quite interesting.
(End of chapter)