The little girl is white and tender, as watery as a flower that just bloomed on the branches.

After bowing his head, the hair accessories on his head swayed slightly.

She didn't seem to be able to wear hair, and the hair was a little irritable and the hairpin was a little crooked.

Bai Xingjian looked at it for a long time, moved his fingers slightly, and finally stopped and watched the little girl look up.

"Well, I am the heir of Linggu, Chu Ci, this is my place." Chu Ci nodded and spoke seriously.

Bai Xingjian responded, turned his head to look at the decorations around him, and spoke first before Chu Ci opened his mouth, "Then why am I here?"

Chu Ci:...

"Don't I ask you why you appeared in the back mountain of my house?"

Why are you taking the initiative?

“Fallen.”

Bai Xingjian didn't know what he thought of, but when his eyes darkened, his voice had not changed much. He spoke up quite straightforwardly, "I'm just there when I open my eyes, and I'm just here when I open my eyes again."

He doesn't seem to want to go back to the Immortal Sect?

Seeing that he didn't mention a word, Chu Ci blinked again.

And this look doesn't look like I'm amnesia.

Without waiting for Chu Ci to ask, he spoke again, "Can I recover from the injury here?"

"I can pay the spirit stone..."

“Can you cook?”

The voices of the two overlapped.

Bai Xingjian's movements paused slightly. He heard such a question, and then looked at Chu Ci and fell into a strange silence.

It seems to be thinking.

Bai Xingjian's innate spiritual body reached the level of fasting at a age. It is estimated that he has never heard of such unreasonable demands in the past few hundred years.

Finally, he had a straight face, "I can learn."

Puff—

The man had not washed up yet, and his messy hair was still on his clothes, and his clothes were dirty. He was separated by Chu Ci by magic and did not get stained on his bed sheets. But this miserable look was so serious that he seemed a little pitiful.

Chu Ci blinked her eyes, and she didn't have a stern face when she smiled.

The smile was so sweet that Bai Xingjian paused slightly and did not move. He looked at Chu Ci raised his hand and poked his cheek, but he didn't say anything.

The little girl's smile became stronger, and he opened his mouth, frowned slightly, "Can you do it?"

Looking at the ancestor who also rubbed some dark things on his face because of himself.

It was just a bit down and out of the way, but the ancestor who was still Feng Qingyunlang became a bit like he had just crawled out of the firewood pile at this moment.

Chu Ci turned around and walked to the other side of the platform and turned around and sat down.

Kicking his calf, holding his cheek and opening his mouth.

“This hill is my place.”

Bai Xingjian was confused, so he raised his eyebrows and nodded.

"The back mountain is also my territory."

He was familiar with each other twice. Although he didn't know what the little girl was going to say, Bai Xingjian still nodded.

"I picked you up..." I wanted to stay because I wanted to work for me.

Chu Ci was saying that the last sentence had not been expressed yet.

He saw Bai Xingjian thinking, then spoke, interrupting Chu Ci's words, tentatively, "So, am I yours?"

Chu Ci:...ah?

The little girl's face was confused, she looked a little confused, and her big eyes subconsciously blinked quickly, as if she was digesting what he said.

Although it is not wrong in a sense, how did you come to such a magical conclusion now?
Chapter completed!