Chapter 1827: Along the way 3

Chapter 1827-Calm All The Way 3
Qu Tan'er glanced and smiled and cursed: "Why are you still holding on? Quickly wash the pot and make a fire."
"Yes!" Qin Ling smiled, and that smile was very real.
Then, he turned around and started to make a fire, which naturally stumped him. "Mother, sometimes I think about it. You are the turning point of my destiny."
"How do you say?" Qu Taner asked with a smile, "I asked myself, but I have never helped you." Or, from the beginning, it was the goods Qin Ling was destined to be pitted, and slaves were pitted all the time.
Qin Ling smiled refreshingly and didn't say more. He knew in his heart that in fact, if there was no Qu Taner hitting Qi'antang, and he fought a battle, he would be defeated, and the city of Merian would probably be tempered by him, even if the city was not sobered, he would be blessed and awake because of misfortune. I'm afraid the first one is to kill him.
However, the defeat to Qu Taner gave him a chance to live.
Morin City didn't kill him, but kept him by his side.
After a while, the food was overflowing, and the dishes were not Yamazumi seafood. They were just home-style side dishes, but compared with those extravagant Yamazu, their index fingers moved. Merian City also stopped, staring at the dish around the table, and Mu Hua seemed bland but with a touch of light, "Daner, are you cooking well?"
"Yeah." Qu Taner nodded and sat down.
"Haha! That's right." When Mo Liancheng flashed his eyes, just as Qin Ling wanted to use chopsticks to eat, a certain grandfather handed the bowl to Qin Ling with ulterior motives, and said, "So tired, Qin Ling, help me fill the bowl of rice."
When Qin Ling heard it, he would naturally do it, and it was normal for him to serve a bowl of rice. But when he looked back, he found that Morian had already eaten with chopsticks, and he didn't know where to move out. He still had a glass bottle in front of him, and a glass of wine poured on it, which made him mistakenly. One more thing, is n’t it about eating rice? Why are you drinking again?
With this hesitation, the contents of the table have been gone for a little while.
The speed at which Morian City eats can be said to be gobbling.
Seeing Qin Ling's face look wrong, Mo Liancheng took the bowl on his own initiative and began to cook rice three or two times.
It used to be said that no, even for such a long time, Qin Ling had eaten at the same table with the city of Merlin more than once, but never seen that the food in the city would be so disoriented. How did you describe it in the past? No matter what time, he is elegant, calm manners, very noble son style.
Suddenly, Qin Ling was a little worried. It's not like the personality of the master. Will the master really get stimulated and change his temperament?
With this thinking, the dishes are half less.
Qu Tan'er looked at Qin Ling in a daze with sympathy.
She couldn't care less about him, she ate first, then slowly, and all the food was stolen. In fact, she didn't expect that Chengcheng was so persistent in her cooking, hehe, he was very fulfilled.
Suddenly, she suddenly wanted to spray, only listening to Qin Ling said: "Master, are you hungry?"
"Yes! Right! ..." Morian City's sentence was a bit vague, with food in his mouth. The pair of chopsticks never stopped, picking up the dishes.
Qin Ling is wrong, not right, he eats at noon in the morning.
Finally, when Qin Ling returned to the gods and prepared the rice, only to find out that ... only rice was left! The dishes on the table were only empty plates, no, and a la carte juice. Morian City had put down the tableware, satiated, and tickled his teeth. Then he waved his long sleeves, and restored his style. ...
(End of this chapter)