The old ancestor who was stabbed in the waist looked down at the long-necked pot, then raised his hand, pressed the mouth of the long-necked pot, and pushed it out.
"What are you doing?" Bai Xingjian frowned, put his hand against the long-necked pot, and confronted the little girl.
Chu Ci blinked and raised her eyebrows when she heard him ask, "I haven't asked you what you are going to do yet."
Come over and smell it.
This was the first day they knew each other, and he had just blown up her kitchen. Now he came over to sniff like this. He really had no sense of responsibility at all. Well, the kind of sense of being a pervert?
Even if you want to be familiar with others, you can't be so familiar, right?
If she hadn't known that this guy was her husband and knew his background, she would have punched him out in the past.
He clenched his little fist, still holding the kettle in his hand.
The old ancestor paused, and looking at the little girl's expression, he finally became a little self-aware and felt that something was wrong. The old ancestor, who was overwhelmed by the spiritual energy of the little girl, took a step back carefully.
Trying hard not to look like a pervert, he coughed lightly and said, "You have a new smell."
But such a sentence made the ancestor look more like a pervert.
After all, who would want to sniff the scent of someone they just met for no reason?
The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched, and now she really wanted to hit him.
Why does this guy talk so irritatingly?
If you can't speak, then don't speak.
Pretending to be cool might be better than it is now.
Thinking of this, Chu Ci picked up the pot in his hand, then raised his hand and took out the golden pill with red patterns that he had been holding in his hand.
"Is this what you're talking about?"
The little girl tilted her head. The kettle that she had put away just now was now held in her arms.
And the little girl had just poked him with the pointed spout of the kettle.
Although they didn't say it on the surface, it was obvious that they had already regarded him as a bad guy.
The old ancestor, who was on guard against by the little girl and still had a piece of dust on his face, looked at the little girl and fell into deep reflection.
It seems that what I did before was not very good and scared the little girl. I have to be more careful next time.
The old ancestor thought so, and after reflecting, he suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and still looked at the pill in the little girl's hand with the dust on his face.
The color of the pill was a little dark, and it was this dark gold and dark red color, which made the little girl's white and tender hands look even whiter, and even a little eye-catching at first glance.
Bai Xingjian, whose attention was drawn to him for a moment, paused and spoke unconsciously, "So white..."
Chu Ci: ...
Where are you looking??
Bai Xingjian: ...
No, let me explain.
The old man said seriously, "I mean your hands are white."
Oh, you might as well just admit that you are a pervert, um, an old pervert.
The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched, and she threw the pill in her hand into his hand, looking a little angry. She put her pot on her shoulder and turned around to search the spiritual field for other spiritual plants suitable for refining medicine.
The old ancestor who was left behind also realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his words, as if some things were getting worse the more he explained.
Finally, he frowned slightly and caught the pill thrown by Chu Ci.
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