The depths of his cold eyes were like the inky sea, and his voice was a little hoarse when he said this, as if the sound of an undercurrent flowing in a river passed by his ears.
The neck was pulled.
The little girl was not polite at all.
With a whine, she bit his cheek.
The little teeth were grinding hard.
Bai Xingjian felt the sweet and soft little girl approaching.
The pain on his face was almost imperceptible, and the old ancestor with thick skin and flesh did not change his expression.
He carefully raised his hand and grasped the little girl's waist.
Thin and soft.
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Chu Ci, whose waist was suddenly hugged, blinked and let go. She looked down at the hand around her waist and tilted her head.
"Shall I make you flower cake?"
The old ancestor, who didn't want to let go, spoke before Chu Ci opened his mouth.
Chu Ci paused for a moment, thought about which was more important, teaching him a lesson or eating the flower cake, and nodded seriously.
This expression made Bai Xingjian feel a little amused and helpless.
Finally, I took the recipe and went to make flower cake for Chu Ci.
Chu Ci got a bunch of small tripods and went to blast them.
So this day was quite harmonious.
There were a few sounds of frying pans coming from upstairs at short intervals, and a response from the kitchen at long intervals.
By the time Chu Ci ate the flower cake, it was already evening.
The old ancestor still stayed here. After cooking and watching the little girl finish eating, he sat aside curiously and watched the little girl fry the cauldron, and then pull out the pills from the pile of medicinal residue.
Seeing the little girl hitting the target with every blast, the old man narrowed his eyes, finding it interesting. He pinched a ball of fire, thought about it, and felt eager to try it.
He has always been cultivating spiritual power, and although he also has fire spells, he has never tried what it feels like to make pills.
After Chu Ci finished blasting the tripod, Bai Xingjian took over.
It was changed to Chu Ci sitting aside and watching.
Things like refining medicine cannot be accomplished overnight, and it is different from Chu Ci who is born with cheats. The ancestor tried twice and failed, and tried the third time with a frown.
The tripod exploded again.
Bai Xingjian twitched the corners of his lips, and before the cauldron exploded, he cast a blocking spell to stop the sound of the cauldron exploding and the flying fragments.
Then he glanced at Chu Ci.
The little girl had been waiting for a long time, and it was getting late now.
She curled up with the quilt in her arms and fell asleep in a corner.
Lying there limply, as soft as liquid.
Bai Xingjian looked for a while, then raised his hand and removed the discarded medicinal residue and waste cauldron in the room.
Then he stood up, walked to the little girl, squatted down, raised his hand, and poked the little girl's face with his finger.
Soft.
It wasn’t satisfying, so I poked it again.
The little girl was disturbed from sleeping, and raised her hand in dissatisfaction to push his fingers away.
Then the fingers that were pushed away came back again.
He poked again.
Pushed away again.
Come back and poke again.
In the end, Chu Ci frowned in dissatisfaction and was unwilling to open her eyes.
The little hand softly rested on his fingertips and pressed down.
Press his fingers down.
Then, perhaps because she felt that this position was not very comfortable, she just held his hand in her arms and slept.
Kind of cute.
Bai Xingjian watched and tried to pull his hand out twice but failed, so he didn't rush to do so.
Bai Xingjian stared at Chu Ci with his dark eyes, his black hair tied up, looking cold and as if he had no emotions at all.
But the next moment, he spoke and chuckled.
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