Chu Ci raised his hand to catch him firmly.
It was at this time that there was a knocking sound from outside the door. Wen Jing huddled in Chu Ci's arms. Hearing the sound, his ears trembled slightly. He stood up and looked in the direction of the door with a pair of golden-red eyes.
Chu Ci also looked sideways slightly, just holding the little red dumpling in her arms, walked to the door and pushed the door open.
Standing outside the door was a breezy young man, he looked gentle and elegant, wearing the clothes of inner disciples, he looked fair and clean, with a chic and casual look that ordinary people don't have.
Wen Jing was looking at it, when he heard the little girl hugging him without even pausing, and directly called out a title, "Senior Brother Lin Lang."
Wen Jing hooked his tail and hooked the little girl's wrist. Hearing this address, his eyes narrowed slightly.
There was an indescribable familiarity in Chu Ci's voice with this person, but if he wanted to say familiarity, he didn't feel that familiar, and an inner disciple? Shouldn't the little girl be at odds with most of the disciples in the sect
As Wen Jing thought about it, his golden-red eyes narrowed casually, and he looked at the person in front of him calmly.
And Chu Ci subconsciously called out the name following the memory of the original owner.
Among all the inner disciples of Ling Yizong, the original owner is more familiar with this one named Lin Lang. Lin Lang is an inner disciple of Muri Mountain, and the peak master of Muri Mountain has a good relationship with the original owner's parents. Although it was said that because of the strict sect rules, the original owner could not meet the threshold of an inner disciple and could only be an outer disciple, but Mu Rishan usually took good care of the original owner.
This Lin Lang can be considered to have grown up with the original owner, and the young man has an outstanding demeanor and takes good care of her. The original owner of the cardamom age just now inevitably has some charming thoughts in his heart, but he just thinks about it in his heart and dare not show it. The slightest sign.
Lin Lang was also slightly taken aback, Chu Ci's breath was steady and soft, and he no longer had the stagnant feeling when he saw it before. Not only that, but also a kind of transparent aura, which made Lin Lang come to his mouth The words paused slightly.
Immediately after he came to his senses, a warm smile appeared on the corners of his lips, "Junior Sister, Master asked me to bring this over for you by the way. Before Master made alchemy, there was room for him to make alchemy, and I was the only one in Muri Mountain's inner sect, so let me I brought it here for you, and specifically told me to tell you that although these pills are effective, you should not take too much."
Lin Lang raised his hand and handed a bottle with a cyan pattern to Chu Ci. Chu Ci subconsciously raised his hand and took it. He looked at the calmness in the eyes of the other party, without disgust, and of course he didn't like it much. For him, the original owner There is no emotion, just because of the relationship between the master and the original owner.
Chu Ci didn't shirk, and nodded.
Lin Lang's gaze was attracted by the little red hair ball in Chu Ci's arms.
But just glanced at it, those golden red eyes also looked over, looking at the fluffy and cute little animal, but it made him flinch slightly at a glance, and the smile on the corners of his lips almost couldn't be maintained.
Seeing Lin Lang's reaction, a dull light flashed across Wen Jing's eyes, and the big tail flicked behind him, hooking Chu Ci's wrist again.
The delicate, soft and slightly cool feel of the fluff made Chu Ci's wrist itch, and the little girl subconsciously raised her hand and pinched his tail.
The voice was soft and slightly low, as if coaxing a child.
"Hey, don't make trouble."