"I... didn't mean it... do you believe it?"
Looking at Ling Wangqing's face that was as black as the bottom of a pot, Shen Wuyou really felt that he was going to be ruined. He was trembling with fear for a while, and when he was thinking about how to remedy the situation, he suddenly felt that the low pressure around him suddenly eased!
?
Shen Wuyou looked at the candied haws in his hand that was missing a hawthorn, then looked up at Ling Wangqing and Shaowen's expressions, and a question silently emerged in his mind:
Was he happy because he ate the candied haws?
Shen Wuyou stared at him blankly, his eyes fixed on his expression as he slowly approached and swallowed another hawthorn in slow motion, chewing hesitantly...
As expected, she keenly observed that Ling Wangqing's complexion had improved a little!
So that’s it…you don’t like eating hawthorn!
Understood!
Shen Wuyou felt that she could make up for this mistake, so she took the candied haws from his hand without saying anything, and ate one in a mouthful, mumbling incoherently:
"Don't worry! I'll eat--...did I eat something wrong...?"
She had originally planned to finish them one by one, but just as she was chewing them, she saw the old man's expression visibly darken...
Uncle Ling Wangqing is unhappy again!
Why this time? Didn't she already bring the candied haws?
Could it be...
Shen Wuyou looked at him hesitantly, silently put the candied haws in his hand again, and seeing that his expression remained unchanged, he leaned over and slowly bit off one as before. After biting it with a "crunch", he turned around and chewed it slowly.
As a result, I saw that his expression softened a little.
Shen Wuyou finally understood now!
It turns out he had to hold it and then move over to eat it! It was almost the same as feeding him, except... he was feeding them candied haws with his name engraved on them.
In other words, he wanted her to eat 'herself' and chew it up!
After figuring it out, Shen Wuyou silently gave him a thumbs up in his heart!
Cruel! This guy is really cruel!
This is psychological warfare starting, right?
It doesn’t matter, she can still bear it, let the storm come even harder!
So along the way, Ling Wangqing acted as a portable feeding rod that could automatically feed the fish. Shen Wuyou also stretched out his head and bit off a fish, then retracted his head and continued to play and enjoy the scenery while chewing it.
This went on and on, after the candied haws were finished, they started eating the candied figurines, and after the candied figurines were finished, they started eating the qiao guo, one by one. It's no wonder that the two of them got along quite harmoniously.
From a distance, it looked like a caring and steady man who was working hard and doting on his young wife. The talented man and the beautiful woman were a match made in heaven, attracting many young boys and girls to look at them.
Shen Wuyou didn't notice the envious looks from those people, because she was thinking about a particularly important matter at the moment -
The sugar is gone!
All Ling Wangqing had left in his arms was a clay doll clutching a lotus leaf. Would he be so cruel as to fill her mouth with dirt?
Although it seems...she is a plant and can digest soil, but when I think of the astringent smell of earth, I have no interest in actually chewing it.
What to do...
Seeing the last chocolate fruit being picked up by Ling Wangqing's slender fingers, Shen Wuyou was panicked, but he still opened his mouth with a smile and slowly withdrew the chocolate fruit.
Ever since she knew that Ling Wangqing didn't like being touched by others, she had been extremely careful with her actions when she was with him, for fear that she would accidentally offend him.
But because she was multitasking, racking her brains to avoid eating dirt, she didn't notice that her soft, crimson lips inadvertently brushed against Ling Wangqing's fingertips.
The latter's eyes were startled, and his gaze gradually deepened as he looked at his fingertips...
That tingling feeling is back...
What exactly is this technique that can mobilize one's emotions?
Bewitching? Charming?
No, he had tried all of these. Even a succubus with natural charm couldn't do it, so how could a mere yellow-level flower demon possibly do it?!
Manjushage...the soul from another world cultivates into a demon...
This might also be a new trick, and he must understand it clearly. Since he cannot kill her, he must know all her tricks before she grows up, and then come up with a countermeasure.
Shen Wuyou, just be a good demon, and don't...don't covet the whole world...
While Ling Wangqing was lost in thought, he suddenly felt something light in his hand. He came to his senses and saw that the Mohelo in his hand was gone. The woman in front of him had found a half-grown child at some point and was talking to the child patiently and gently. She then gave the Mohelo to him.
Children are inevitably playful. When they saw such a beautiful and gentle big sister giving them a doll, they were so happy that they didn't know east from west. So they grinned happily, bent down to express their gratitude, jumped around happily, holding the clay doll in their hands and spinning around, and rushed into the crowd.
At this time, Shen Wuyou finally felt relieved. She turned around and looked back at Ling Wangqing with ease, pretending not to see his cold face. She smiled calmly and said in a sweet voice like an oriole:
"Sir, look how cute the child is~"
So you definitely don't have the heart to snatch that clay doll back and feed it to me, right?
Ling Wangqing didn't know what she was thinking, but he turned around to look for the boy. Looking at his naughty and noisy appearance, Ling Wangqing withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, without commenting.
Shen Wuyou had been observing his expression carefully, and only smiled with relief when he saw that there was nothing unusual.
Suddenly, the place became noisy and bustling, and the bustling crowd all rushed in one direction. Shen Wuyou looked in that direction without knowing why, but saw a fragrant bridge made of thick and long wrapped incense installed on the railings.
A person was lighting incense with a tinder. As the incense bridge burned, countless men and women stood with their hands clasped in front of their chests, praying and making wishes towards the burning incense. The colorful thread decorations on the railings danced in the wind, creating a truly beautiful magpie bridge in the sky, resembling the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, a delightful sight.
"Young Master."
Shen Wuyou looked at the blazing incense bridge and suddenly asked, "What wish would you make?"
Ling Wangqing understood her meaning at a glance, but he simply didn't believe in wishes. So, he remained silent, simply looking at Shen Wuyou's face, which was reflected in the warmth of the firelight.
I only heard her murmur: "If it really comes true, I don't ask for much, just to live a stable life..."
Before Ling Wangqing could react, she laughed first and mocked him, "Look at what I'm saying. You're alive and well, why are you moaning in pain? This is not good, not good..."
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