Chapter 20: You don't have to be too grateful to me
Yue Wushang doesn’t know what this little bag is made of?
After putting so many things in it, it is still flat and as big as a palm.
At the end of the selection, all that was left in Qi Baoer's originally bulging backpack was a pair of flying tiger claws and the usual medicines.
Like a balloon being popped.[
Deflated——
Yue Wushang patted the backpack to confirm that there was nothing left to sweep away.
Only then did he stretch out contentedly.
Okay, this girl's luggage has been lightened a lot.
She is so petite and exquisite, she doesn't have to carry weight like a snail.
The old man has done this good thing, so he can repay this girl for saving her life...
He put the small bag into his sleeve.
He smiled and waved to the two subordinates: "You can go back. Before you go back, warn the little beasts nearby not to disturb this girl's rest."
He glanced at Qi Baoer, who was sleeping soundly: "Little girl, look how thoughtful I have thought of you. You don't have to be too grateful to me."
He laughed, his clothes fluttered, and disappeared out of thin air...
"Girl, wake up."
"Girl, wake up."
Qi Baoer was wandering in a sea of flowers in his sleep.
Suddenly, a big fly flew in front of her and buzzed around her.
She was so disturbed that she couldn't help but slap her in the face: "Get out!"
With this slap, she unintentionally used Taekwondo. She could hit the fly with perfect accuracy and catch it with ease.
Unexpectedly, the big fly was so slippery that the slap missed it.
Not only that, the fly suddenly stretched out a big hand and grabbed her wrist.
Let her never get away with this slap again.[
"Monster!" Qi Baoer was startled and suddenly opened his eyes.
In front of him was an enlarged human face.
Thick eyebrows, starry eyes, broad nose, square face, tight lips...
Wow! A fly actually has an uncle’s face!
Qi Baoer jumped up.
She jumped too fast and too hastily, and almost collided with the uncle's face.
Fortunately, the face stepped back three feet like a ghost, thus avoiding the fate of collision.
The 'uncle face' frowned: "Girl, what's wrong with you?"
This chapter has been completed!