Chapter 225: Not as good as a cat

Actually Feng Qianen saw it.
He saw Qiao Jin sitting in it, and knew that Van Vien was talking about Qiao Jin.
After all, the only thing that can give people the feeling so far is this Qiao Jin.
In fact, there is his cousin.
I don't know what's going on recently, the more I look at it, the more it looks like I'm going to become a fairy.
No wonder these two people are friends.
However, now is a special time, Feng Qianen will not go up to say hello to Qiao Jin.
He just smiled obediently, and said: "No matter how different a woman is, she is not as beautiful as her sister."
Van Vien waved his hand, "Don’t be sweet. I was anxious when I left the circle. Some things have not been handled. Next month, I will go to a remote town to look after the children left behind. It may not come."
The smile on Feng Qianen's face disappeared for a moment, and then she smiled brightly again: "It's okay, sister. This shows that you are very committed, can I go with you? I have never been. In this kind of place, my mother used to ask me to do some charity. My birthday is celebrated every year. It is meaningless. If you go to watch the left-behind children with you, will my birthday be more meaningful?"
Van Lin was taken aback for a moment: "You want to go with me?"
She thought of something and frowned: "I don't care, but you may not know that you have never been to those places. The conditions in those places are really bad. You have never experienced this kind of suffering. I'm afraid you can't stand it."
"The conditions are not important, the important ones are meaningful? Sister, don't look down on me. Even though I have money, it doesn't mean I don't know this. I used to work-study when I was abroad."
Can this be a concept?
Van Jin smiled bitterly, but watching Feng Qianen smile at her flatteringly, she softened her heart: "Okay, I won't stop you if you want to go."
Feng Qianen's eyebrows were crooked: "Okay, sister."
After Qiao Jin finished his coffee, he went upstairs to find Song Yanqing.
There is a private room on the second floor. Song Yanqing is sitting there, teasing the cat.
Ding Dong walked proudly on the table, and when he saw Qiao Jin coming, he meowed and quickly jumped into Song Yanqing's arms.
Song Yanqing touched its belly, and it lay in the sky, letting Song Yanqing touch it, without the dignity of a cat.
Qiao Jin sat opposite him and asked straightforwardly: "Did you feel when you controlled her just now?"
Song Yanqing looked at Qiao Jin with a faint smile: "I felt a struggle, very light."
Being very light means that it cannot be resisted at all.
Song Yanqing's ability was stimulated by the Raksha realm, and Yue Sike himself was a spiritual master who was bewitched by demonization. It was only natural that Song Yanqing could not stop him.
His ability is a spiritual master, and what he wants is true.
He wanted Yue Sike to go back, and Yue Sike could only go back naturally.
Even if she didn't want to go back at all.
This is the terrible thing about the spiritual master, who can easily control your behavior.
This was still in the case of Yue Sike's reaction. At a high level, Song Yanqing could even easily control people's thoughts.
If a person's thoughts are controlled...
Therefore, the existence of cause and effect is still good, and there is no restriction. This world has long been occupied by the spiritual master.
When Qiao Jin saw him throwing up the cat, his eyelids drooped, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "I will touch it too."
"it is good."
Song Yanqing didn't hesitate to lift Ding Dong and hand it out. Ding Dong sold himself when he saw the owner without even thinking about it. He screamed sternly and stiffened.