The Girl in the Iron Cage: Lazy Little Beast Fei

The driver is the most powerful subordinate of King Jing. Not only is the skill of the driver excellent, but also the skill of setting up the tent is also first-rate.

For a moment, I set up three tents that looked very comfortable, gorgeous and practical, like three big blue mushrooms in bloom.

The little fox did not know when he opened his eyes and glanced at the tent: "Let him take four."

Luo Qingyu frowned: "What are you doing with so much?"

Three tents, one for Luo Qingyu and one for Ye Qian, one for King Jing, and one for the driver?

"Too crowded." The little fox answered briefly.

Luo Qingyu squinted at it: "Do you want to sleep alone?"

"I'm with you. Let Ye Qian go to sleep alone!" The little fox said a little more this time, speaking like an order.

Luo Qingyu: "..." She paused, turning her eyes around the little fox: "Your male mother?"

Little Fox:"……"

The corner of his mouth stretched: "Relax, it's just sleeping, I'm not interested in you, I don't have such a good appetite ..."

Luo Qingyu: "..." Even such an ugly fox dare to abandon her? !!

Her eyes flickered, and she suddenly shook her hands, throwing the little fox's body straight: "Smelly fox, I'm even less interested in you!"

The little fox's body turned around in the air with a faint flash of white light, and it even flew back straight and crashed into Luo Qingyu's arms with a bang!

Luo Qingyu retreated backwards like clouds, but was not hit by it.

She had a black face, and looked down at the little fox hanging on herself: "Smelly fox, you ..." It's dog skin plaster, so entangled!

"Little girl, throw me out again, I will sleep directly on your belly at night!" The little fox threatened.

This is really-a threat that does not come to mind!

Luo Qingyu was enraged, and she glanced at the little fox coolly: "Little fox, it doesn't matter if you want to sleep with me, but you have to use it as a pillow, I can't sleep with the porcelain pillow."

The pillows for people to sleep in this era are the same as the ancient porcelain pillows.

Luo Qingyu slept for so long, still feel unaccustomed, although gorgeous enough, looks like fine blue and white porcelain, but no matter how good it looks in Luo Qingyu's eyes is not practical. Her head was a little flustered on the pillow, making her push the porcelain pillow every time she slept, and it was very inconvenient to sleep on her arm. If she could turn a fox pillow, she might sacrifice a pillow with the fox.

The little fox glanced at her: "Then you go and let them set up another tent."

So, when the pillow suggested it, did it agree?

I didn't expect this super ox fork fox to speak so well.

Luo Qingyu finally liked it a little, and went to talk to Lord Jing. Lord Jing didn't say anything, and he ordered the driver to set up a tent.

Yunyin hunted another wild pig for a month, set up a fire, and the driver washed and peeled the wild pig, and set up the fire to roast.

The coachman was very professional at grilling meat. For a moment, the wild pig was grilled by him, and the fragrance was ten miles.

After a while, the wild pork was finally roasted. Yun Yin tore up a front pig's foot and handed it to Luo Qingyu: "Yun Xia, come and taste it."

Luo Qingyu paused for a moment, and couldn't help but glance at Ye Ye. Ye Ye's face was a little pale, her little mouth was tight, her eyes were looking at the fire, she was fascinated ...