Chapter 118 Spirit Milk Substitutes for Wine

Jiang Xingxing was very polite, showing both surprise and admiration.

"You're so tall!"

"Your beard is really long."

"Your muscles are so strong."

"Your sister is so beautiful."

"My brother is also very handsome."

As she spoke, she laboriously pulled a large mermaid pearl from her bosom and gave it to He Weiyu, saying, "Sister, this pearl can glow. It's for you."

The relationship between the Demon Realm and the two realms was broken so easily and quietly.

Feng Huixue stood still, her eyes gradually moistening, lost in thought.

Jiang Xingxing was like a warm, bright little sun, surrounded by the two realms, her little hands never idle.

He and Wanwan's journey finally came into open view, appearing in both realms.

However, no one noticed that Jiang Xingxing had not touched Lin Qingran's clothes at all, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Jiang Xianwan and his group also took advantage of the chaos to grope the area several times.

"Ahhhhhh!" Lin Yujin screamed in a low voice, "I touched it! I touched it! Ouch! So soft!"

Bai Ziye's smile was so wide it almost split her mouth, but her eyes were still a little red. "I touched it too."

Su Qingliu's eyelashes trembled slightly. "I touched it too."

Xiu Yan turned his head, beaming with excitement, "Wow! Me too!!!"

The three boys: "..."

The meeting between the Demon Realm and the two realms unfolded pleasantly and unexpectedly.

After a lively time, the demon realm settled in the inn across the street. Jiang Xingxing clung to Feng Huixue's clothes, reluctant to part, turning back every few steps.

One of the disciples boldly suggested, "Um, why don't you stay for a meal?"

High-ranking officials from both realms: "..." No, why are you so quick to speak?

Jiang Xianwan glanced at Pei Chang'an, who was scratching his face guiltily, her eyes full of admiration.

Jiang Xingxing's clear, watery eyes lit up instantly, and she said crisply to Xu Yanzhou, "Uncle Sect Leader, won't this be too much trouble for you?"

This is the sect leader, Uncle. My mother says he looks fierce, but he has a soft heart.

Faced with such an adorable and beautiful little baby, even Wu Miao and Xu Yanzhou couldn't bring themselves to refuse.

Xu Yanzhou coughed lightly and forced a gentle smile. "No trouble at all, Your Highness, why don't you come along?"

If something happens to him on either side of the border, things could get complicated.

Although the baby was of their human race, Feng Huixue took him in and raised him as her own son.

It seems the rumors were true; he's in excruciating pain.

Feng Huixue, dressed in crimson robes like a flower in the mist, looked at Jiang Xingxing, who was blinking gently, and smiled slyly, secretly harboring ambitions for fame and fortune.

"My son and I will respectfully comply."

With a wave of his hand, he declared, "My son, Feng Xingxing, will pay for today's expenses!"

Why does this sound so familiar?

Only Jiang Xianwan gritted his teeth, gritted his teeth, and gritted his teeth again.

The wind blows.

very good.

The six lineages and twenty-four direct disciples sat at three tables.

At a large table on the upper level, a symbolic toast was raised to express goodwill.

Feng Xingxing jumped down from the stool next to the main table and performed the Demon Realm salute.

His little hands steadily held up the spirit milk that Feng Huixue had poured for him, his little face serious and solemn.

"Xingxing is too young to drink alcohol, so I will offer a cup of spiritual milk to all the seniors instead."

Having said that, he raised his glass with great gusto and drank it all in one gulp.

He is too young.

They're so pretty, like dolls straight out of a traditional Chinese painting, with tiny arms and legs, and their manners are impeccable. They're doubly adorable.

The high-ranking officials from both realms were all smiles, and Wu Miao couldn't help but laugh as she pinched a handkerchief to wipe his mouth.

Unlike his polite but perfunctory smile towards Feng Huixue, he raised his glass with great courtesy.

He Weiyu clutched her chest, unable to bear it any longer. "It's too cute! I really can't take it anymore."

Xiu Yan let out a loud shout, "He's so good at using spirit milk as a substitute for wine! So cute!"

"He's so cute when he bows!"

"I smelled a faint milky scent on him just now!"

"Ahhh! He smells so good and is so soft, I want to take a bite. He's really stuck in my heart!"

The disciples couldn't help but wave to him.

"Come here, let's have a drink!"

"Come on, come here to your older sister first!"

"Come here to your brother!"

Lin Yujin wished she could throw all these annoying friends out and firmly hold down Xiuyan, who was jumping the loudest.

"Me! Me! Me! Please, let me try!"

Feng Huixue smiled, her fox-like eyes narrowing as she slowly turned the jade cup with her fingertips, relaxing and leaning back slightly.

His gaze, seemingly casual yet ever-present, remained fixed on the two figures, one large and one small.

Who understands the heart of an old father?

My son and Wanwan are both here.

The family of three was finally reunited.

Jiang Xingxing offered a toast to all the spirit milk spirits, perhaps Lin Yujin and Xiuyan were the loudest and most enthusiastic, or perhaps...

Finally, with a swift step, instead of returning to Feng Huixue's side, he gave He Weiyu and the others a standard and adorable demon realm salute.

"Dear handsome brothers and beautiful sisters, may I sit with you?"

Su Qingliu tried to suppress the upturned corners of her lips, but couldn't. She gently pinched him and pulled him onto the seat.

"Of course, you can sit here."

"Thanks."

This is the eldest senior uncle, to the right is the second senior uncle, and to the left of my mother is the youngest senior uncle.

Bai Ziye and Lin Yujin were almost driven mad with jealousy.

The moment Jiang Xianwan sat down next to Jiang Xingxing, her back tensed instantly.

Jiang Xingxing tilted her head up, her glassy eyes glistening with moisture as she looked closely.

He smiled at her and said, "You are so beautiful."

Jiang Xianwan: "Where is it beautiful?"

A small, jade-like arm stretched out and gently stroked Jiang Xianwan's cheek.

"In the past, the sunset draped your fragrant shoulders; today, the setting sun reflects on your brows. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

Mother seems to have lost a little weight.

"Great!" Xiu Yan and He Weiyu clapped their hands.

Hua Buxiu watched quietly, one looking up, the other looking down, their eyes reflecting each other's size, a thoughtful look passing through their eyes.

Jiang Xianwan resisted the urge to hug him tightly, kiss him, and rub against him, and instead calmly observed Jiang Xingxing.

She speaks very fluently now, has grown quite a bit taller, and has fair and tender skin that smells sweet.

Holding it in your arms is the most comforting thing.

She finally stopped her outstretched hand, instead taking out a lychee and giving it to him, saying, "I also think I'm very pretty."

Jiang Xingxing took the lychee and carefully peeled it with her little hands.

To everyone's surprise, he held up a half-peeled lychee, clearly intending to feed it.

Jiang Xianwan was in tears.

That sly fox trained her son to be like a top-notch nanny; he can even peel lychees much faster now.

She took a bite from his little hand and said, "Sweet."

Lin Yujin desperately suppressed the wide grin that was about to stretch to the back of her ears. "What do you like to eat? I'll get it for you."

He needs to perform well so that Xingxing will like him the most!

Jiang Xingxing smiled sweetly at him, "Anything but spicy is fine, I'm not picky about food."

Seven pairs of chopsticks swiftly reached into the small bowl in front of him.

Jiang Xingxing thanked him and, being very polite, started eating.

Lin Qingran took in all the excitement.

She frowned, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. "What's the background of this child?"

The system seemed puzzled, its voice grave, "Unable to detect anything."

"Can you tell what the relationship is between Feng Huixue and Jiang Xianwan?"

System: "Jiang Xianwan is always shrouded in mystery, and nothing can be detected about him."

"Strangely, the mist surrounding this child was much thicker than that surrounding her."