"What are you talking about? If it weren't for you, my life would have been taken away by God."

Feng Baoer patted the green bud with his thin paws, and a glimmer of light flashed in his pupils.

She believed that such a day would not last long.

Qingya wiped away her tears. Looking at her potential, she shed tears at every turn. She raised her head and smiled: "Miss, I...where did this hairpin come from?"

As soon as he said a word, he was attracted by the pearl hairpin in Feng Baoer's hand.

nice one!

"Picked it up."

Feng Baoer tilted his head, was silent for two seconds, and found an excuse.

"Really? This hairpin is really a good thing. Miss, look, there is a row of small characters engraved on it."

Green Yaji grabbed the pearl hairpin and turned it over and over in a frozen state.

With this pearl hairpin, I can sell it at a good price.

Then the lady will not have to worry about food and clothing.

"Words? What's written on it?"

Feng Baoer waved his chicken claw, threw the steamed bun in his hand into the food box, and brought it over.

"I don't know, I'm too young to see clearly." Qingya's eyes widened and she felt dizzy.

Putting down the hairpin, Qingya looked at the sky outside and couldn't help but panic: "Ah, I've been out for too long. It's time to go back and do things, otherwise Grandma Hua will curse me again."

Feng Baoer pondered for a while, and soft ripples appeared in his crystal-clear pupils like grapes, like the bright first quarter moon in the night sky: "Qingya, go and tell Aunt Hua that you went to the front yard today, and you won't be here again in the future.

We are here now, you are my maid, so naturally you have to be by my side to serve me."

"What...what..."

Qing Ya was startled and looked at Feng Bao'er in front of her stupidly.

His eyes were strange and frightened.

Miss, what's going on?

Nani, does it mean you have a fever?

"Just tell Aunt Hua exactly what I say, and let her complain to me if she has any dissatisfaction."

Feng Baoer's eyes flickered, and there seemed to be a flash of bright golden light in a trance.

Qing Ya, who had no reaction at all, did not notice the change of the young lady at all. She was startled by Feng Bao'er's words and broke into a sweat: "I'm dreaming, dreaming, dreaming..."

She tried to hypnotize herself, but she couldn't believe that the young lady would say such things.

You must know that in the past, when young ladies heard the words "Mama Hua", they would either twitch all over or go crazy. They were completely intimidated by the obscene intimidation of Aunt Hua and lost any fighting ability.

This is not true! Yes, this is a dream.

Qingya's dumbfounded look made Feng Baoer laugh. He stretched out his hand to pinch her red round face and said, "Don't be surprised, don't be surprised? You're not dreaming either. Girl, just let it go."

A series of shocking words made Qingya nodded blankly, looked at Feng Baoer as if he was lost, and nodded uncontrollably.

"Miss, I've put this pearl hairpin away. I can exchange it for some food rations when the time comes."

Before Qingya left, he did not forget to remind Feng Baoer to put away the pearl hairpin.

It seems that the days when the master and the servant had one meal and one meal left Qing Ya unforgettable.

Pearl hairpin = rations, a good idea.

Feng Baoer raised her eyebrows. Anyway, the item was given to her, so it is hers.

Stroking the pearl hairpin in his hand, waves of coolness spread throughout his body, making him feel extremely comfortable.

Just the next second, Feng Baoer felt a tingling sensation in the palm of her hand.

The pearl hair became increasingly red, and Feng Baoer immediately felt that the blood in her body was flowing towards the palm of her hand.
Chapter completed!