God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

Qi Yu took Ningmeng to a short distance outside the gate of the capital, and brought the person off the horse.

After all, this is ancient times, and the atmosphere is not very open.

Moreover, their current identities are still very special.

Qi Yu raised his hand to tidy up Ningmeng’s somewhat messy hair and clothes, and said, “We will enter the city together later, and I will send you to the gate of the General’s Mansion. After you go back, tell the truth about this to the warm princess. Do you know what happened to your body today?"

"Ah, host, won't you go back with me?" Ningmeng heard the words and looked at Qi Yu with tears in her eyes. She also raised her hand to hold his sleeve, her expression reluctant, pitiful, like a one. The kitten who is about to be abandoned by his owner.

Qi Yu especially likes Ning Meng's eyes with only her own eyes.

She was also very happy, she showed her nostalgia for herself.

Qi Yu didn't tell her that she should be independent and self-reliant at such an age.

He just raised his hand and patted her head, like an elder coaxing his own child, and gently said: "Hey, I will look for you in the evening."

Ningmeng's eyes lit up: "Will you sleep together?"

"Yeah." Qi Yu nodded.

Only then did Ningmeng become happy, crying into a smile.

The two entered the city together.

At this hour, it was getting late and the city gates were about to be closed.

Among a group of ordinary people wearing coarse clothes and linen, Qi Yu and Ningmeng, two outstanding temperaments, looked very eye-catching.

In particular, the clothes on Ningmeng had good texture, but many places were stained with dirt, which made it even more eye-catching.

The two entered the city, and the lanterns hanging high on both sides of the street were already on.

Passers-by walked in a hurry, the bustling streets at the feet of the emperor were dimly lit, and people came and went.

There are vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the street.

At the stalls, all kinds of things are sold, and there is a dazzling array of things.

There are also some when selling snacks. As soon as the wind blows, the fragrance of the food is fragrant, enticing the guests to come and taste it.

Ningmeng stood in front of a small stall selling Yangchun noodles, staring unblinkingly at the boss's movement below the pot, and refused to take a step forward.

Since it was so late anyway, Qi Yu didn't feel anxious for a while, and directly took Ningmeng to find a seat and asked the boss for two bowls of Yangchun noodles.

The steaming Yangchun noodles are full of aromas, people around them are full of voices, the lights on both sides of the street are noisy, and the shadows of trees are whirling.

Ningmeng is particularly satisfied. After eating and full, just a bowl of Yangchun noodles can make her laugh endlessly.

Qi Yu sent the people to the gate of the General's Mansion.

Ningmeng looked at Qi Yu with tears in her eyes, still making her last struggle: "Does the host really not go in with me?"

"Don't go in, you go in quickly, and I will leave when you go in." Qi Yu raised his hand and touched her head.

Ningmeng turned her head step by step and walked up the stone steps in front of the mansion gate.

Because the night was dark, although there were lanterns in front of the mansion, they did not shine so far.

It was not until Ningmeng walked up the stone steps that the two guards at the gate recognized her.

The faces of the two guards showed an unbelievable look. They opened their eyes wide and looked at Ningmeng: "Miss?!"

"Well, it's me." Ningmeng nodded reservedly.

Then, I saw one of the guards turned around and ran in quickly, yelling, "Miss is back!!!"

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small theater:

Ningmeng: Host, do we want to sleep together?

Qi Yu: I don't want to sleep, I just want to sleep with you.

Jun Bao: Lights out, good night.