The old ancestor, who was poked, looked down at the long-neck pot, then raised his hand, pressed against the mouth of the long-neck pot, and pushed it outward.

"What are you doing?" Bai Xingjian frowned, pressed his hand against the long-neck pot, and confronted the little girl.

Chu Ci blinked her eyes and heard him ask, brows raised, "I haven't asked what you are going to do yet."

Come here and smell it.

This was the first day the two met, and he had just blown up her kitchen, and now he came over to sniff like this, really has no sense of self-consciousness. Well, that kind of self-consciousness that he thinks he is a pervert?

Even if you are familiar with yourself, you can't be so mature, right?

If I hadn't known that this guy was her man, I would have known the truth, that he would have been punched out by her in the past.

The little fist clenched, and he was still holding the kettle in his hand.

The ancestor paused, and at least he felt a little self-conscious when he looked at the girl's expression. Finally, he felt something was wrong. The ancestor, who was blinded by the spiritual energy on the girl, took a careful step back.

He tried hard to make himself look less like a pervert, and he coughed lightly, "There is a smell on you."

But such a sentence made the ancestor look more like a pervert.

After all, who would smell the breath of someone you just met if you have something to do?

Chu Ci pulled the corner of her lips, and now she really wanted to hammer him.

Why does this guy speak so annoyed?

You can't speak, otherwise don't say anything.

Pretending to be a cool look may be much better than now.

Thinking of this, Chu Ci took the pot in her hand and raised her hand and took out the golden red-patterned elixir that she had been holding in her hand.

"You're talking about this?"

The little girl tilted her head, and the kettle that had been put away by the little girl just now was held in her arms.

And the little girl just poked him with the sharp mouth of the kettle.

Although he didn't say it on the surface, he obviously regarded him as a bad person.

The little girl was guarded by the little girl. At this moment, the old ancestor, who was still holding a piece of gray on his face, looked at the little girl's appearance and fell into deep reflection.

It seemed that I didn't do well before, and I scared the little girl, so I had to be more careful afterwards.

The ancestor thought about this, after reflecting, he put away the emotions in his eyes, and still looked at the pills held in the little girl's hand under the dust.

The color of the pill was a little darker, but it was a dark golden and dark red, which made the little girl's white and tender little hands look whiter, and it was even a little eye-catching at first glance.

Bai Xing, who was attracted by the attention for a moment, paused for a moment and spoke unconsciously, "So white..."

Chu Ci:...

Where are you looking??

Bai Xingjian:...

No, listen to my explanation.

The ancestor looked serious, "I mean you're white."

Oh, you might as well admit that you are just a pervert, huh, an old pervert.

Chu Ci pulled the corner of her lips and threw the pills in her hand into his hand. She looked a little angry. She carried her pot on her shoulder with her backhand, turned around and looked for other spiritual plants suitable for refining medicine.

The abandoned ancestor also realized that something seemed to be wrong with his words, as if some things became darker and darker as they were drawn.
Chapter completed!