Chapter 1758: Farming to Make Money to Support the Ancestors! 11

The little girl had a round face, delicate and beautiful appearance, a sweet smile, her eyes were as bright as light, and she exuded a spiritual aura that he liked very much.

I couldn't help but want to take a bite.

Although she had put the pot away at this moment, and the aura that was released from her body had also restrained a lot, but when she got closer, he still liked that aura quite a bit.

His eyes fluttered, his expression expressionless, as if he was thinking about Chu Ci's words, but in fact his thoughts had wandered to nowhere.

I just don’t know if such a little girl would take a bite and the spiritual energy would flow out in panic.

Think about it...this feeling is very comfortable.

‘Bai Xingjian’s love value is +3, currently 11. ’

"Okay." Putting away his fantasies and watching Chu Ci blinking and looking at him doubtfully, the ancestor restrained his covetousness in his heart, agreed simply and neatly, and nodded seriously, "I will learn. "

He continued concisely and concisely, "I learned it, and I'll give it a pat on the head."

What kind of obsession do you have with my head?

Chu Ci twitched the corners of her lips slightly, still holding the long-spout pot in her hand, and looked at her ancestor.

"Then now..." I couldn't help but scratch my head...

Bai Xingjian lowered her dark eyes. After circling the little girl, she returned to the kettle in Chu Ci's hand. She paused and said, "Is it okay to water it?"

Chu Ci, who was holding the pot, twitched the corners of her lips slightly.

No, what's wrong with your brain? Do you think it's okay? Come on, it's a little scary.

In any case, watering a person is still beyond common sense.

Chu Ci blinked her eyes and dragged Cha Bai out.

‘What’s wrong with your master’s head? Can we still communicate normally? ’

Chabai: ...No, no, no, this is yours...

Chu Ci held the kettle and blinked, confronting the equally stubborn Bai Xingjian.

The little girl's soft voice sounded, and she blinked her eyes, "There is water in the brain... it needs to be poured out..."

It’s not about continuing to pour water into it.

As far as she knew, fighting fire with fire wouldn't work in this kind of thing.

Bai Xingjian's lips twitched slightly.

I really wanted to say something. After all, this was the first time my ancestor had been exposed to the look of being looked at as a fool. He didn't like it after all, but he felt the spiritual power of Chu Ci again.

The ancestor suppressed his emotions and endured it.

If you are sick, just be sick.

Ask for water.

"Will you water it or not?"

Bai Xingjian's voice was still calm, but there was a hint of gritted teeth.

Chu Ci blinked her eyes, looked at his appearance, and then looked down at the kettle in her hand.

Then he nodded sincerely, "Pour!"

Don't worry about whether you are sick or not, let's talk about this kind of thing after you feel better.

Anyway, she had already warned him, and if he regretted it later, it would be none of her business.

Thinking this, the little girl blinked her eyes and raised the pot in her hand, "Lower your head."

Give you water.

After hearing this, Bai Xingjian sat cross-legged on the ground directly in front of Chu Ci.

The man is tall, and even sitting like this makes Chuci not easy to care for.

It seemed that just by walking around behind him, reaching down and reaching down, you could hug his neck.

The little girl puffed up her cheeks, stretched out her hand, and then retracted her hand. The spiritual power in her body surged, causing the pot in her hand to fly into the air.