Su Qinwu suddenly felt the desire to die.

She was quick-eyed and was about to apply a dust removal technique to his sleeves, but she saw the snow-white brocade robe flowing like moonlight, and five fingerprints completely disappeared.

Su Qinwu let out a light breath, raised her eyes and saw him curling her lips and smiling slightly, and she seemed to notice her little movements. She was so embarrassed that she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

She lowered her head and found-

Her clothes were covered in dust!

But she was wearing a long dress of plain snow, and the main color was as white as the robe on Chongyuan's body, and she could see clearly if there was a little dust.

Su Qinwu: “…”

Let her die!

She rushed to give herself a dust removal technique, and decided that all her robes must be added to the function of self-cleaning.

She never wanted to make such embarrassment again!

She was silent all the way, and Chongyuan didn't make any noise to bother her, quietly letting her collapse. When her mood calmed down, the two had already walked to the porch on the second floor.

Chongyuan looked at her with his eyes down: "If you were given a chance to make a wish to God, what wish would you like?"

Su Qinwu's eyes lit up: "Can you work?"

There was arrogance in Chongyuan's eyes that looked down on the world: "You can try it."

Su Qinwu looked up at him, and the peak of the Blessing Academy, the blue lake, came into his eyes, and the magnificence of mountains and rivers were all in his eyes and in his control.

He seemed to be born as a god, a god like Luo Cangya that demigods would never reach for in his lifetime.

Even though he was standing beside her, she still felt the gap between the two incredibly clearly at this moment.

It was as if he was standing in heaven and she looked up at her on the ground.

Su Qinwu looked dazed for a moment, and used the standard gesture of praying for blessings in the Blessing Hall, and whispered: "Lord... Chongyuan is above, and the faithful girl dreams of having a housekeeper puppet. If the dream comes true, the faithful girl wishes to be vegetarian for three days."

After saying that, she blinked and looked at him with anticipation: "I'm done."

Chongyuan: "..."

He turned around and looked forward, stretched his hand forward, and opened it: "Come."

In a moment, something seemed to come from all directions, falling into his hands like a stream of light, and it condensed more than a foot high in a blink of an eye.

If you look closely, it is golden soil.

Chongyuan's slender and jade-like hands rubbed the soil at will, and the soil became smooth and round. His fingertips gently stroked around the top of the soil. After lifting it a little, he divided his head and body. It was easy to describe it throughout the whole process. The loose and shapeless soil became extremely docile in his hands, and he kneaded it into various shapes.

His hands are as slender as bamboo, with clear knuckles and a soft pearly luster of nails, which are contrasted by golden earth, with a unique sensuality.

Su Qinwu stared at his hand intently, and her eyes shaking with his movements.

Chongyuan noticed her sight and suddenly let out a hand and shaved her face gently.

Su Qinwu suddenly came back to her senses, her cheeks were a little hot, her vision was a little vague, and she had nothing to say: "Have you pinched it?"

A smile flashed in Chongyuan's eyes and he handed the work in his hand to her: "What do you think?"

The clay man, who is one foot tall, has a perfect body proportion, elegant clothing, distinct facial features, and is moving, looking lifelike.

Su Qinwu was a little shocked.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she could not have imagined that a god's craftsmanship would be better than that of a clay man Zhang on the street.

that is……

She asked, “Is there no eyes?”
Chapter completed!