Chapter 424 The Precious Ginseng Fruit VS. The Easily Deceived Cultivator 27
"Sweetie, open your mouth and take your medicine, okay?"
Meng Qizhou deliberately lowered his voice, trying to make it sound gentle.
"Just one, just one is enough. Aren't you a good boy/girl..."
He spoke in a gentle and kind tone for a long time.
However, the little fruit never even opened its eyes.
Even though she was in a hazy dream, she didn't want to appreciate it at all; she just found the voice extremely annoying.
What about Meng Qizhou?
Where did Meng Qizhou run off to?
She really wanted to sleep. Why wasn't Meng Qizhou there to watch over her? Why did he have to let such a noisy person in to disturb her sleep?
Then, Xiaoguozi felt someone poking her face.
It was a very forceful poke!
After poking his face, he even wanted to poke other places.
That's outrageous!
She tolerated him repeatedly, but he provoked her time and time again.
Little Guozi immediately got angry, her drowsiness dissipated, and she opened her eyes.
But when she looked closely, she realized that the person who had been tormenting her was Meng Qizhou.
What are you doing?
His tone was extremely irritable.
Because of him, she has become an ugly monster, and now he has to bother her to get some sleep at night.
Little Fruit was so angry that she burst into tears, cursing and yelling at him.
"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! You annoying brat! Get away from me!"
It's all his fault, it's all his fault!
She started to teach him a lesson without any politeness, kicking and hitting him, and even trying to bite him.
Meng Qizhou let her hit him, and even moved closer to let her hit him.
She spoke so loudly and hit so hard, yet she seems to be alright now.
He felt a little relieved.
After a while, Little Fruit ran out of energy and sulked under the covers.
Meng Qizhou looked at the pill in his hand, hesitating whether or not to give it to her.
Everything should be fine now, so there's no need to waste another pill. There aren't many of these to begin with, but...
He was still somewhat uneasy.
After hesitating for a while, I decided to give her one.
"What are you hiding for? Do you still want to become more beautiful? If you want to become more beautiful, then get up and take your medicine."
The little fruit immediately climbed out and looked at him.
Without waiting for him to offer it to her, she reached out and took the thing from his hand.
He moved with great speed, swallowing the pill that was radiating spiritual energy in one gulp.
"...Has it changed back now?" she asked hurriedly after finishing her meal.
She didn't dare to look in the mirror herself, afraid of seeing her previous ugly appearance.
Meng Qizhou pulled her close, reached out and touched her face, his fingertips stroking her skin as if he were observing her very carefully.
The little fruit obediently let him touch it, not daring to move, waiting for his result.
Meng Qizhou suppressed the urge to laugh and changed to a more comfortable position to hold her.
He gently pinched the soft flesh on her face, then squeezed her two chubby hands, poking and pressing them all over...
Little Guozi remained still, holding her breath and patiently waiting for him to examine her.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Qizhou finally thoroughly "ravaged" the ginseng fruit, which was usually easily angered by the slightest touch.
He wasn't deliberately keeping her waiting; he had just lost such a precious life-saving pill, and he had to get his money's worth back.
Once he had finally "ravaged" it to his satisfaction, he slowly said, "Hmm, it's all back to normal."
Little Guozi felt relieved, breathed a long sigh of relief, and couldn't wait to run over and look in the mirror.
It's really back to normal!
He couldn't suppress the smile on his face, and he reverted to the grinning ginseng fruit from before.
Meng Qizhou went to the side and drank some tea, looking quite relaxed.
Fortunately, nothing serious happened.
It's all my fault. After taking care of her for a while, I forgot about what happened before and even thought about messing with her.
Ginseng fruit is not some delicate little creature that can withstand much care; it can be gone in the blink of an eye.
I need to be more careful in the future, and personally oversee everything, big or small.
He frowned again, remembering the matter of exchanging ginseng fruits.
This little rascal is so hard to raise... If I gave it to someone else, wouldn't something go wrong?
What if Chu Jin'an can't take good care of her and she dies?
Meng Qizhou turned his head to look.
Little Guozi was already happily rolling around on the bed, all traces of her previous grievances gone.
She was holding something in her hand, it looked like a small sugar figurine.
Where did this come from? How did it suddenly appear on the bed?
Little Fruit noticed his gaze and then looked at the little sugar figurine in her hand.
She blinked.
After that, he huffed and puffed as he climbed to the bedside against the wall and pulled out a small sugar figurine shaped like a ginseng fruit from a hidden compartment under the bed.
"Here, have some." She was very generous.
In gratitude for his help in restoring her to her original state, she reluctantly gave him her treasured sugar figurine as a thank you gift.
Meng Qizhou reached out and took it.
It would be a lie to say I felt nothing; in fact, I was somewhat moved.
This little fruit is usually quite cute, even though it can be a bit mischievous.
He was actually quite reluctant to give it away to someone else.
After thinking about it, Meng Qizhou decided to put the matter aside for the time being.
If you were to choose another ginseng fruit, it would be about the same.
Now that he's gotten used to raising ginseng fruit, he doesn't want to spend so much effort adapting to raising another kind of ginseng fruit.
"Good girl." Meng Qizhou patted Xiaoguozi's head and fed her the little sugar figurine he had just received. "You can eat it yourself."
If she likes to eat it, then let's leave it for her.
The little fruit stared blankly for a while before opening its mouth and taking a bite, seemingly too lazy to talk to him.
These little sugar figurines are so cute and delicious, I was reluctant to give them to him, but he actually complained about them.
If he doesn't want to eat, then he doesn't have to; she'll eat by herself.
Eat it all!
Eat it all!
Hmph, from now on I won't even give it to that big yellow dog outside that only knows how to bark.
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