The little girl had a small round face, delicate and beautiful, she smiled sweetly, her eyes were shining like light, and she exuded a spiritual energy that he liked very much.
I couldn't help but want to take a bite.
Although she put the pot away at the moment, the exuding aura on her body has been restrained a lot, but he is still very fond of that aura when she gets close.
His eyes fluttered, his expressionless face seemed to be thinking about Chu Ci's words, but in fact his thoughts had drifted away to nowhere.
I just don't know if such a little girl takes a bite, will the aura rush out in panic.
When you think about it... it's such a comforting feeling.
'Bai Xingjian love value +3, currently 11. '
"Okay." Putting away his fantasies, seeing Chu Ci blinking his eyes and looking at him suspiciously, the ancestor restrained his covetousness in his heart, agreed neatly, and nodded solemnly, "I will learn. "
He continued succinctly, "I've learned it, let me touch my head."
What kind of obsession do you have with my head
The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched slightly, and she was still holding the long-mouth pot in her hand, looking at her ancestor.
"Then now..." Can't scratch my head...
Bai Xingjian's dark eyes were drooping, and after turning around the little girl, she returned to the kettle in Chu Ci's hand, and paused, "Is it okay to pour water?"
The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched slightly while pinching the pot.
No, what's wrong with your brain, do you think it's okay? Come on, it's kind of scary.
In any case, watering a person is too much beyond common sense.
Chu Ci blinked and dragged Cha Bai out.
'What's wrong with your lord's head? Can we still have normal communication? '
Chabai: ... No, no, this is your house...
Chu Ci held the kettle, blinked her eyes, and confronted the equally stubborn Bai Xingjian.
The little girl's soft voice sounded, and she blinked her eyes, "There is water in my brain... it's going to pour out..."
It's not about continuing to pour it in.
As far as she knew, fighting fire with fire wouldn't work for this kind of thing.
The corners of Bai Xingjian's lips twitched slightly.
I really want to say something, after all, this is the first time my ancestor has come into contact with the look of being regarded as a fool, and I don't like it after all, but I feel the spiritual power of Chu Ci again.
The ancestor suppressed his emotions and endured it.
If you are sick, you will be sick.
Ask for water.
"Do you want to water it?"
Bai Xingjian's voice was still flat, but there was a hint of gnashing of teeth.
Chu Ci blinked her eyes, looked at him like this, and then looked down at the kettle in her hand.
Then nodded sincerely, "Pour!"
Regardless of whether you are sick or not, this kind of thing will be discussed first when you feel comfortable.
Anyway, she has already reminded him that if he backs out later, it's none of her business.
Thinking of this, the little girl blinked her eyes, raised the pot in her hand, "Low your head."
Give you water.
Upon hearing this, Bai Xingjian sat cross-legged in front of Chu Ci.
The man was tall, even if he was sitting like this, it made Chu Ci uncomfortable.
It seems that as long as you go around behind him, reach out and bow your head, you can hug his neck.
The little girl puffed her cheeks, stretched out her hand, and then retracted her hand. The spiritual power in her body surged, and the pot in her hand was lifted into the air.