Chapter 417 The Precious Ginseng Fruit VS. The Easily Deceived Cultivator (20)
Meng Qizhou had many thoughts on his mind at that moment.
Normally, she would never treat herself like this. It would be good enough if she didn't try to mess with him or tease him, let alone try to please him.
She must have felt a considerable sense of crisis, which is why she hurriedly tried to befriend him.
Hmph, at least she knows what's good for her.
Thinking about it carefully, it's not surprising. She's always been very quick-witted and opportunistic; she's a clever little devil. She's also very perceptive and can easily spout sweet words.
However, none of her tricks worked on him at all.
He wasn't so easily fooled; he wouldn't be swayed or misled by her words.
Compared to him, she was still too naive; she was just an immature ginseng fruit.
"Eat your food properly." He deliberately lowered his voice, making it impossible to detect any emotion.
“…Oh.” Little Fruit responded perfunctorily, but couldn’t help glancing up at the oil stains on his face.
The mark was extremely obvious and conspicuous.
Why is he reacting like this?
That shouldn't be the case.
Little Fruit couldn't quite figure out his mood, but something seemed off.
She had a gut feeling.
Something's not right with him.
Meng Qizhou usually hates it when she deliberately makes things dirty, whether they are his or hers, he can't stand any mess.
But this time, even after she had smeared his face like that, he neither got angry and scolded her, nor did he pretend to be magnanimous and say he wouldn't hold it against her...
Is he really angry and planning to teach her a lesson later?
Little Guozi chewed on a piece of meat, thought for a moment, and realized that she wanted to go out later, so she didn't want to be delayed by these little things. So she shamelessly went over again.
She lifted his hand, grabbed his long sleeve, and made him wipe his face with it.
“Wipe it off,” she said.
Meng Qizhou thought she was going to cause trouble, but she didn't expect her to be preparing to wipe his face.
This is the first time they've been so thoughtful.
His expression softened considerably, and his tone of voice became much gentler.
"You don't need to wipe it. Just eat your food properly, or it will get cold."
If she could just stay put, eat properly, and not get herself dirty, it would be a good thing for him to have some trouble.
He doesn't need her to take care of him.
Meng Qizhou told her to sit back down and used his chopsticks to put some vegetable leaves into her bowl.
This little fruit is usually very picky about food. Although it is a fruit, it doesn't like to eat any vegetarian food. It only likes to eat meat, and it has to be poultry raised in the mountains that can nourish spiritual energy. It's not just picky, it's extremely picky about food.
Little Guozi glanced at the extra vegetable leaves in his bowl, frowned deeply, took a few bites, and then threw all the vegetable leaves back into his bowl.
"Eat it yourself." She said with obvious disgust, her hand paused, and accidentally dropped a large chicken leg from her bowl that she hadn't even started eating into his bowl.
don't want!
Her chicken leg!
Xiao Guozi immediately wanted to take it back, but seeing that Meng Qizhou's chopsticks had already reached out, she didn't try to snatch it from him and instead turned her attention to the other chicken legs on the table.
Meng Qizhou noticed her hesitation.
Even though she really wanted to eat it herself, she reluctantly gave him the big chicken leg.
Today, I really went all out to please him, even giving up my favorite chicken leg.
Meng Qizhou couldn't help but smile, a slight smirk playing on his lips.
Although she meant well, he wouldn't stoop so low as to take food from her.
She should eat more and get her body in better shape. I can't keep taking care of her every day and only make her thinner and thinner.
"You eat it, no need to give it to me." Meng Qizhou put the chicken leg back on her plate.
"Good girl." He smiled at her again.
The little fruit was stunned.
Is he sick?
Little Fruit opened its big, round eyes, looked puzzled for a moment, and then quickly reached out its soft, white paws to touch his forehead. It touched it several times to make sure he had a fever.
However, there doesn't seem to be any problem.
Meng Qizhou watched her movements without saying a word.
Little Fruit suspected that he was really having a relapse and was about to become mentally impaired, and was quite worried.
She asked in a sweet, coquettish voice, "What's wrong?"
It was rare for Meng Qizhou to see her so concerned about him, and his smile almost overflowed. "I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me."
Are you really okay?
He looks quite ill.
Little Fruit frowned. "If you're sick, then go and rest."
She added, patting her chest and pretending to be sensible, "I can eat by myself! I can play by myself later, I don't need you to watch over me."
She planned to sneak out later.
Meng Qizhou chuckled softly, "I'm really fine, go ahead and eat, I'll stay with you."
Little Fruit was still plotting to get him away, and remained silent.
This appearance, in Meng Qizhou's eyes, had a different meaning; it made him seem exceptionally well-behaved.
"Why are you being so good today?" Meng Qizhou reached out to touch her head and then pinched the soft flesh on her face.
Little Fruit looked up at him.
The person and the fruit stared at each other, wide-eyed.
She blinked her eyes. "Can you go pick some grapes for me? I want the big ones from the vine on the mountaintop! I want to eat grapes."
The little fruit was swallowing as it spoke, looking very hungry.
Seeing her like this, Meng Qizhou naturally wouldn't refuse, nodding and saying, "Okay, then I'll go pick some. You wait for me inside."
"Okay!" Little Fruit quickly replied.
Meng Qizhou left the house quickly.
Shortly after he left, Xiao Guozi sneaked out.
She wasn't very familiar with the paths within the sect, and only by relying on her memory and occasionally following the disciples who were watching the excitement did she arrive at the main hall where the ginseng fruit was located.
There were already quite a few disciples guarding the entrance, so she quietly went around to the back door.
The back door was clear and unobstructed; I didn't see many people.
Seeing an opportunity, Xiao Guozi took advantage of the moment when the disciples on duty turned around and darted inside with his short legs.
Their movements were extremely swift; it was clear they had done this kind of thing quite often before.
But before Xiaoguo could even feel happy, she was caught red-handed.
Chu Jin'an raised an eyebrow, looked down at the little fruit she was holding, and said, "I was just about to go look for you, but you came here on your own."
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