Not far away, Beiqing and Fengyu, who completely listened to the words of Luo Qingtong and yeqianyu, had very wonderful faces.

Mending clothes? Evil doctor?

They didn't know that Luo Xiaoqi was Luo Qingtong before, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with letting each other mend their clothes.

But now that they know that Luo Qingtong is Luo Xiaoqi, their hearts are very bad.

With the evil doctor's temperament, they had no doubt that she was decisive in killing and punishing people.

But mending clothes?

The corners of their lips twitched for a while, and then secretly looked in the direction of Luo Qingtong.

When she saw the dress in her hand, which could not see the sleeve shape at all, their faces were all thunderbolt, but they felt that "it was so".

My God, poke that sleeve like that.

If Beiqing and Fengyu didn't know that Luo Qingtong was Luo Xiaoqi, they thought she had a grudge against her master and wished they couldn't poke the clothes as their master!

They covered their faces and looked more loveless than Luo Qingtong.

Well, the evil doctor's sewing technology is so terrible. What will she take to her master later?

Then the master will have a chance to bully the evil doctor again!

Master, take it easy!

Don't take it off by accident.

At that time, you and the evil doctor will quarrel with each other, and we will be unlucky!

The unspeakable life in their hearts is loveless, but Luo Qingtong can't feel it at all.

She was wringing her eyebrows, looking at the dress in her hand and at the sleeve that was almost stabbed to death by her. It was really a burst of egg pain in her heart.

Why is this needlework so difficult?

When she used the silk thread of those thousand silk worms to deal with the enemy, she was simply maneuvering and invincible!

Those strong guards in the human military territory don't want to get close to her at all.

As a result, here, it's also needle and thread. It's a lot of work to mend clothes!

Luo Qingtong stared.

Her blood pupils clearly saw how the silk thread should go through, but when her hand began to move, the hand and silk thread were stunned and disobeyed!

The stitched thread is also crooked.

There's no way. Luo Qingtong can only remove it and poke it again.

Then it became like this!

If Luo Qingtong didn't have his own blood pupil and evaded it in time, maybe it would be stabbed into rotten residue with this sleeve and her ten fingers.

Luo Qingtong thought and looked at the dress in his hand with a depressed face.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up fiercely and immediately laughed.

"Yes!"

She looked at the dress in her hand with a smile, and then turned around with it and walked back to the camp.

Looking at her leaving back, Beiqing and Fengyu only feel a headache.

What's the idea of evil doctor?

Every time I watch my master and evil doctor fighting, I'm kind and tired.

The two masters who spread such skin are suffering in their hearts!

Beiqing and Fengyu have wonderful faces. They can't help praying that they don't play too much.

Their hearts are too weak to withstand too strong stimulation!

While Beiqing and Fengyu prayed, they were in the camp.

Night Qianyu leaned on the bed and supported his forehead with one hand. He thought of the expression on Luo Qingtong's face and the radian of his lips when he just asked him to mend his clothes.