While chatting and laughing with her sister, Song Tingwan held a wide-mouthed, gold-rimmed bowl in one hand and helplessly reached out to rub her little apprentice's head.
"What's there to be angry about? You'd be happy if you stopped arguing one day."
Baili Xijiang was furious. "How could that be! I wish she wouldn't argue with me."
Song Tingwan didn't argue, but gently patted Xiaolong's head to comfort him.
Half an hour later.
Qin Xi, clutching her bloated stomach, slumped on the soft couch. "These things are so delicious! Can I buy them outside?"
Song Tingwan shook her head. "That aunt's cooking skills are not passed on to outsiders, and she doesn't like to go out, so I guess you can't buy it."
"Why? Although Yunyin is nice, pleasant and comfortable, there are many fun things to do outside too."
"I heard from my elders that I suffered a heartbreak when I was young, so I stopped going out."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Siyao narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "That's why men are the most heartless. There are even some cultivators who practice the Path of Ruthlessness who deliberately hurt people's feelings and prove their path by killing their husbands and wives."
Staring intently at her younger sister, who spoke each word with such emphasis, Song Tingwan couldn't help but laugh.
"That's not entirely true. My aunt and uncle are very happy." Qin Xi hesitated, not wanting to refute her sister, but she couldn't help herself.
Baili Xijiang also took the opportunity to secretly stroke the tiger head that Qin Xi was hugging, and said casually, "Although some dragons in our dragon clan have bad reputations, most of them are still normal dragons who are only devoted to their Daoist partners."
Although they fight each other every day, they still have a very good relationship.
Wanqiji thought of her father, who had been single since she could remember, but he didn't seem like he was keeping himself faithful to her mother.
The father only loved the family and was determined to make it stronger.
The dark-skinned body cultivator remained silent and did not interrupt.
Song Siyao listened to their conversation without saying a word, only staring at her older sister.
Suddenly I remembered that last time I asked my older sister if she liked that man, she actually changed the subject and dodged the question.
With a hint of grievance and stubbornness in her accusing gaze, Song Tingwan pouted, tugged at her sister's sleeve, and leaned closer to whisper among the two sisters.
"If it doesn't interfere with my work, I will hold on tightly to the person I like."
"However, if Ayao doesn't like him, I will consider it."
She has always been in control of every step of their relationship.
As I've said before, the dragon race is all foolish.
But it's also very cute.
So much so that when I think of him, I recall their tacitly understanding gazes, knowing each other's thoughts without needing to say a word.
It brings people joy without them even realizing it.
“…”
Song Siyao remained silent for a long time, only uttering a muffled sentence when her older sister and friends started laughing and joking again.
“If he dares to betray you, I will kill him, since he is the one my sister likes.”
She had a goal: to beat that man.
Sitting next to him, Wan Qiji sensed a burning fighting spirit and looked at Song Siyao with a puzzled expression.
Song Siyao glanced at him indifferently.
After a long pause, Wan Qiji nodded blankly.
We were having a good time, why do you suddenly want to fight?
"What are you talking about? Didn't you hear what I said?!" Qin Xi put her hands on her hips, stepped out of the shade of the tree into the sunlight, and looked at them with puzzled eyes.
"What did you say?" As soon as she left, Baili Xijiang occupied her soft couch, crossed his legs, and lazily glanced at her.
Qin Xi snorted and raised her chin, "Childish brat."
"I said, do you have any wishes?"
"Like me, my wish is to become the number one weapon refiner in the cultivation world!"
The girl's voice was lively, a gentle breeze rustled the shawl around her arm, and magnolia blossoms slowly fell before everyone's eyes.
Baili Xijiang sat up and laughed, "You call yourself a master weapon refiner? That's unrealistic."
"Then tell me, what is your wish?"
"That's of course—"
He became the first Pill Saint in the history of the Dragon Clan!
"Hahaha, that's what you call unrealistic, okay? Humph! I don't care about you, Aji."
Wan Qiji shifted his gaze from Song Siyao, pondered for a moment, and said, "I want to become stronger, and I want to fuse the two paths of the sword body to make it even more powerful."
Song Siyao sat down next to her older sister, her gaze softening. "I want to become the number one swordsman."
Her elder sister and father who protect her.
The remaining one is Song Tingwan.
Her smiling gaze swept over everyone before she leaned back and lay down in the rocking chair.
The chair creaked and wobbled, and magnolia petals fell on her.
Song Tingwan looked at the flowering branches and tree shade overhead; the sunlight was just right, gentle and languid.
"Me? I have quite a few wishes."
I want my body to recover.
They wanted to defy fate.
I want my sister and father to be safe.
I also wish that all my relatives and friends may have their wishes fulfilled and live long and worry-free lives.
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