Chu Ci raised her hand and caught him steadily.
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door. Wen Jing huddled in Chu Ci's arms. When he heard the sound, his ears twitched slightly. He stood up and looked towards the door with a pair of golden-red eyes.
Chu Ci also glanced sideways, holding the little red ball in her arms, walked to the door and pushed it open.
Outside the door stood a handsome young man. He had a gentle and elegant appearance and was wearing the attire of an inner sect disciple. He was fair-skinned and had a casual and unrestrained air that ordinary people did not have.
Wen Jing was just looking around when he heard the little girl holding him call out a name without even pausing, "Senior Brother Lin Lang."
Wen Jing hooked the tip of his tail around the little girl's wrist, and his eyes narrowed slightly when he heard the name.
There was an indescribable familiarity in Chu Ci's voice, but it didn't seem that familiar. And an inner sect disciple? Shouldn't the little girl be at odds with most of the disciples in the sect?
Wen Jing thought about it, his pair of golden-red eyes narrowed nonchalantly, and he looked at the person in front of him calmly.
Chu Ci subconsciously called out this name following the original owner's memory.
Among all the inner disciples of Lingyi Sect, the original owner was more familiar with the one named Lin Lang. Lin Lang was an inner disciple of Mu Rishan, and the peak master of Mu Rishan had a good relationship with the original owner's parents. Although the strict sect rules prevented the original owner from reaching the threshold of an inner disciple and he could only be an outer disciple, Mu Rishan usually took good care of the original owner.
Lin Lang grew up with the original owner. The young man was very handsome and took good care of her. The original owner, who was just in her teens, couldn't help but have some romantic thoughts in her mind, but she only thought about it in her heart and didn't dare to show any signs.
Lin Lang was also slightly stunned. The aura around Chu Ci was steady and gentle, without the sluggish feeling he had felt when they met before. Not only that, there was a kind of transparent spiritual energy all over her body, which made Lin Lang pause slightly for a moment.
Then he reacted, a gentle smile curling up at the corner of his lips, "Junior sister, this is what Master asked me to bring to you. Master had some left over from refining the elixir, and I'm the only one in the inner sect of Mu Ri Mountain, so he asked me to bring it to you. He also specifically told me to tell you that although these pills are effective, you can't take too much."
Lin Lang raised his hand and handed a bottle with green patterns to Chu Ci. Chu Ci subconsciously raised his hand to take it, looking at the calmness in the other's eyes. There was no disgust, and of course not much love. For him, he had no emotions towards the original owner, but only took care of the original owner because of the relationship between the master and him.
Chu Ci did not refuse and nodded.
Lin Lang's attention was attracted by the little red ball of fur in Chu Ci's arms.
But it was just a glance. The pair of golden-red eyes also looked over, looking at the fluffy and cute little animal, but the first glance made him shrink slightly, and the smile on the corner of his lips was almost unable to be maintained.
Seeing Lin Lang's reaction, a look of boredom flashed across Wen Jing's eyes. He swung the big tail behind him and hooked Chu Ci's wrist again.
The delicate, soft and slightly cool feel of the fur made Chu Ci's wrist itch, and the little girl subconsciously raised her hand and pinched his tail.
The voice was soft and slightly low, like coaxing a child.
"Be good and don't make trouble."
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