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Chapter 242 Waiting to eat, drink, and die

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    Anyi held out three fingers: "Three hundred taels! Because of you, I drove away a big customer!"

    Feng Qingchen nodded without hesitation: "Whatever you want!"

    Someone is so generous, but it seems that Anyi is careless. Anyi paused and said impatiently: "I'll make you something to eat!"

    After Anyi finished speaking, he turned around and went out.

    Feng Qingchen stood up and stood in front of the window looking at the room not far away, her lips as bright as roses curved in an unpredictable arc.

    Long Yule is really leaving!

    Anyi went into the kitchen, used the leftover chicken soup from lunch to make a bowl of noodles, garnished it with a few green rapeseeds, and ordered a few drops of sesame oil and gave it to Feng Qingchen.

    Feng Qingchen picked up the noodles and ate them all, looking somewhat satisfied.

    "Let me ask you, is An Tongxin really not dead?" Anyi was still worried about An Tongxin.

    "He's not dead. He was brought to Dragon City. But don't worry, as long as I'm by your side, you won't be in danger!" Feng Qingchen said as she wiped the corners of her lips gracefully.

    An Yi frowned, wouldn't it be dangerous if Feng Qingchen wasn't around?  Believe him or not!

    An Yi looked at the bowl and chopsticks, then at Feng Qingchen, and knocked on the table impatiently: "Go wash the dishes yourself!"

    Feng Qingchen was stunned for a moment, doubting her ears: "What did you say?"

    "I told you to wash the dishes yourself! Before you get the three hundred taels of silver, I will only cook for you and not serve you anything else!" An Yi snorted coldly, took off his shoes and went to bed, pulled up the quilt and turned his back to Feng.  Qingchen.

    Feng Qingchen frowned. Last time, he used An Tongxin's incident to kill several spies from Zhu Kingdom in order to revive his husband. He didn't expect that this woman really only saw money in her eyes, and she wanted money at the expense of her life!

    Feng Qingchen narrowed his eyes, very good!

    An Yi lay on the bed and listened to Feng Qingchen's movements. She was nervous with her hands tightly clasped together. The murderous look of the man kept flashing in front of her eyes. If she was offended An Yi quietly touched her neck.  , suddenly, there was a pinging sound, and she sat up suddenly, staring at the bowls and chopsticks that fell on the floor, her eyes widened.

    Feng Qingchen looked innocent: "I didn't catch it"

    An Yi gritted his teeth and couldn't hold it. Are you disabled?

    "I'm going to find something to clean" Feng Qingchen said, turned around, and swept the tea set on the table with the skirt of her clothes. That was a good Ru kiln!

    An Yi rushed forward like a hungry wolf and hugged the tea set that was almost sitting on the ground. At the same time, he grabbed Feng Qingchen's thigh and shouted: "Master, Master, Thirteenth Master, please, please, sir."  Don't move, just sit there and wait to eat, drink, and die. You really are not the type to do these menial tasks. Please, if this continues, my house will be destroyed!"

    Feng Qingchen lowered her eyes, looked at An Yi who was holding his thigh and crying, and asked seriously: "You really don't need me to clean?"

    "No need, no need, you rest, rest quickly!" An Yi pulled him to the bed and lay down on him. At the same time, he diligently covered him with a quilt, jumped up fiercely and pressed on him, staring down at his face.  His eyes begged: "Master, you should keep these hands for big things! But if you don't get three hundred taels of silver in ten days, you go!"

    She really can¡¯t afford to serve this money-burning man. He can¡¯t even wait for ten thousand taels of gold!

    Feng Qingchen blinked his eyes, his eyes so gleaming that they seemed to be able to inhale people.

    An Yi couldn't stand the seductive look in her eyes and quickly turned away: "The beauty trap doesn't work either, this time I am determined!"

    After An Yi finished speaking, he turned around, picked up the broken bowl and left.

    Looking at An Yi's back, Feng Qingchen's eyes were cold. It seemed that he had dealt with An Tongxin too quickly!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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