The most important thing is that you can put living things inside!

Not to mention seeing it, he had never even heard of such a treasure.

At that moment, he could hardly suppress his greed and wanted to possess this rare treasure for himself.

Shen Yizhi sat there holding Qing Bao, staring at him leisurely, not missing any subtle expression on his face, not worrying at all that he would snatch the Heaven-Swallowing Bottle away.

As long as he makes the slightest move, she will take him down immediately!

In the beginning, she did make this bet out of fun and wanted to tease him, but later she realized that this was also a good opportunity to test his character.

And the result was obviously good, Mo Feiyang passed her test.

Han Baoluo obviously also noticed the abnormality of the bottle. Looking at Mo Feiyang's frustrated expression, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. He was sure to lose this time!

But is Mo Feiyang someone who would give up so easily?

"When we made the bet just now, there was no time limit, right? Don't worry, I will fill this bottle up sooner or later."

Han Baoluo's laughter stopped abruptly.

Shen Yizhi was also caught off guard.

The two looked at each other and both had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, subsequent developments confirmed their premonition.

Mo Feiyang held the bottle and kept catching fireflies, as if he would not stop until the bottle was full.

Seeing the bottle being filled up little by little, Han Baoluo became scared.

"Sister Zhizhi, what should I do?"

Shen Yizhi blinked his eyes, and laughed irresponsibly, "I think, why don't you just give in to him?"

Han Baoluo: “!!!”

Sister Zhizhi, that’s not what you said before!

"Do you want to see Mo Feiyang make a fool of himself? I have an idea. You make a bet with him on whether he can fill the bottle. If he can't, you can take the opportunity to make a request and punish him severely."

She remembers it all clearly!

But now she has changed her mind!

Oh, sister Zhizhi has misled me.

"It's late at night, I'll take Qingbao back to bed, you can do whatever you want."

Shen Yizhi ran away holding Qingbao.

On the other side, Mr. Cui had fallen asleep on a bamboo chair, completely unaware of the tricks of these young people.

Qian Wu and Kun San were practicing silently on the side, while focusing a part of their attention on Qing Bao.

After Shen Yizhi took Qing Bao away, the two of them returned to their room.

In a blink of an eye, Han Baoluo and Mo Feiyang were the only ones left in the yard.

Mo Feiyang shook the bottle in his hand towards Han Baoluo and said softly, "I have already filled a little bit of it, and the remaining half will be filled up eventually."

Han Baoluo: "...wait until you fill it up."

She walked up to Cui Mi and gently woke him up: "Grandpa, go to sleep in the house. It's easy to catch a cold outside."

"Ah? Why did I fall asleep?" Cui Mi murmured unconsciously and let Han Baoluo help him back to the room.

When he returned to his room, he regained consciousness. "Bao Luo, Grandpa has something to tell you."

Han Baoluo sat down and said, "Well, you say."

"Didn't grandpa say before that he would take you back to Dan City?"

Han Baoluo thought he brought it up to find out her decision, so she immediately said, "Grandpa, I've thought it through. I'll go back to Dan City with you."

Now it was Cui Mi's turn to be speechless.

"Bao Luo, are you reluctant to leave here? Are you reluctant to leave Miss Shen and her friends?"

"I am reluctant to leave, but Grandpa, I am not leaving this time and will never come back. I will have many opportunities to meet up with Sister Zhizhi and the others in the future, and if that doesn't work, I can still write to them. But you are my only relative now, and I want to stay with you."

Han Baoluo rested her head on Cui Mi's lap like an obedient cat.

Cui Mi stroked her hair, feeling deeply moved. "Bao Luo, Grandpa has already written back to resign as the dean. From now on, Grandpa will stay here with you."

Han Baoluo was shocked, "Grandpa, you...you don't have to do this for me."

"Silly child, Grandpa has been the dean for more than ten years. It's time to retire, not because of you. Lijiazhuang is a good place. Grandpa will build a small courtyard here and spend his remaining years here. I believe he will live a comfortable life."

Seeing that there was indeed no regret or reluctance on his face, Han Baoluo believed it and became happy. "Then we can build the yard next to Sister Zhizhi's house and become her neighbor. It will be just a few steps away. How great."

"It's up to you."

The grandparents and grandchildren excitedly imagined the future, and became more and more excited as they talked.

However, Cui Mi was old after all, and he couldn't bear it anymore and yawned several times.

Han Baoluo couldn't help but blame herself, "Grandpa, go to sleep."

He personally covered Cui Mi with a quilt.

Because formations were set up inside and outside the yard, the temperature was always kept relatively cool, so a thin quilt was needed at night.

Han Baoluo walked out briskly and closed the door gently. However, when she turned around and saw Mo Feiyang standing there, her good mood immediately disappeared.

When she looked at the bottle full of fireflies in his hand, her heart sank.

Mo Feiyang walked over leisurely. Before he could say anything, Han Baoluo lowered his voice and said, "Don't disturb my grandpa's sleep. Let's talk outside."

He walked towards the yard first.

Mo Feiyang followed her.

Anyway, he is the winner now, so he is not in a hurry at all.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Han Baoluo stopped under the pomegranate tree and asked calmly.

She is not a person who goes back on her word, and she understands the principle of admitting defeat.

Mo Feiyang approached step by step, forcing Han Baoluo to retreat step by step, until his back hit the tree trunk, with nowhere to retreat.

"You, what are you going to do? I'm telling you, don't mess around. This is Sister Zhizhi's house. If you dare to do anything to me, Sister Zhizhi will definitely not forgive you if she finds out."

In a hurry, Han Baoluo held his chest to stop him from getting closer.

Mo Feiyang pressed her between his chest and the tree trunk, and raised a wicked arc at the corner of his lips, "What do you think I will do to you?"

"Why are you standing so close to me if you're not doing anything!" Han Baoluo blurted out.

Looking at his teasing eyes, I wanted to swallow back those words.

Mo Feiyang leaned over, his hot breath spraying in her ears, his tone was extremely ambiguous: "So Xiao Luoer wants me to do something to you? Then I will do as you wish."

As he said this, he kissed her.

Han Baoluo was startled. She ducked and got out from under his arm, standing far away from him with a look of vigilance, as if she was afraid that he would go wild.

Although Qian Wu was practicing in the guest room, he was not completely ignorant of the outside world.