Chapter 662

His action was a little rusty. He wiped his tears for song Ningyu, gave song Ningyu his handkerchief, pretended not to care, and sighed: "keep this handkerchief. There will always be times when the teacher is not with you in the future."

Song Ningyu stared at the handkerchief in disgust and shouted, "look at this material, it must be a very old thing? Do you take this kind of thing for me to use?"

Chunsu lowered her eyes and rubbed song Ningyu's shorter hair. Some of them shook their heads: "a good head of beautiful hair, how can it burn into this shape."

Which woman doesn't care about her appearance? Song Ningyu pulled at her hair, which was shorter and fluffy, and looked a little nervous: "how? Is it ugly? This hair has been burned like this, and I don't know what to do." if July is here, there must be a way!

Song Ningyu hung his head, stared at the drugged leg, propped his chin and looked listlessly at the night in the clouds below. The woman in white standing at the corner of the pavilion came forward slowly and blessed herself slightly. Her tone was gentle and easy-going: "the small kitchen has made some new snacks. Your highness, would you like to have a taste?"

It was said to song Ningyu, but the eyes fell on Chunsu. Song Ningyu swept his eyes and Chunsu picked his eyebrows: "are you hungry?"

Chunsu raised her hand and pulled song Ningyu's short hair that had never been pulled up. She pursed her lips and said with a smile, "just say what you want to eat. You don't have to be polite to start a family here."

Song Ningyu touched his chin, picked his eyebrow and smiled unfathomably: "master... Go and bring me a jar of Xuantian wine and a portion of the cake!"

Song Ningyu really just said it casually, but she didn't expect that her casual statement would directly busy the people in the temple with a smile. There were suddenly more women around the high priest who often didn't eat much who could persuade him to eat. Naturally, how good and exquisite the high priest liked, they were sent to the stargazing Pavilion.

Song Ningyu really didn't expect that the sentence was so magnificent. 1 when song Ningyu went down the attic, he broke his bad foot again, so Chunsu smiled euphemistically and flew down the pavilion with song Ningyu.

Staring at the cakes comparable to the man Han banquet, song Ningyu took a smoke from the corner of his mouth: "this... So many..."

The 108 cakes were full of strong fragrance under the light of the night pearl. They came to her face and mixed with all kinds of flavors. Song Ningyu suddenly felt a little hungry. In such a toss, song Ningyu suddenly found that she didn't have a good and normal meal for a long time!

Chunsu holds song Ningyu and gently puts her on the chair. The woman in white on one side hangs her eyes and respectfully cloth cakes for song Ningyu. Because she doesn't know what she likes, she can only clip song Ningyu's cakes that have been put in her eyes for a little longer to her.

Song Ningyu glanced at the cakes piled higher and higher on the plate, and uncontrollably pulled out his hand and robe. With a wave of uncle's airway, "all right, I'll do it myself. You can step back."

The woman in white looked at Chunsu beside song Ning Yu and saw that Chunsu nodded before she got up and retreated.

Song Ningyu pushed her small dish to Chunsu's side, picked her eyebrow like a gambling way: "eat!" a word, clean and neat, Chunsu's eyes spoiled and rubbed song Ningyu's short hair, which slightly pricked her hands, and her lips smiled more and more gently: "this short hair is also good. It feels good to touch it! It's also energetic to look at it."

Song Ningyu's face turned black, put a white cake in front of Chunsu, picked his eyebrow and covered with shark gauze. I'd like to see how you plan to eat it!

Unexpectedly, Chunsu did not live up to her expectations. She lifted the mackerel gauze and opened her mouth and bit half of it. Song Ningyu neither threw nor ate the other half. She piled it into Chunsu's plate and waved casually: "eat, eat, eat each!"

Chunsu always had no words to eat or sleep. Song Ningyu had a stomachache after eating a meal of cakes. Under the hall, there was a faint roar of a tiger and a woman's fright. Song Ningyu slapped his chopsticks on the table and fiercely looked at Chunsu with an indifferent face.

Chunsu glanced at Song Ningyu and gave him two words calmly: "ignore."

Song Ningyu couldn't ignore it. With a hoarse voice, she approached Chunsu's side and supported her chin. Her eyes glittered: "I heard you put a divine beast in the forest. When I was in the forest, I met a white tiger. Did you put the white tiger?"

Chunsu's hand holding chopsticks paused slightly, and ordered the woman in white to one side, "go and bring some medicine soup better for your throat." when he looked at Song Ningyu again, he gave four words, concise and clear.

I don't remember.

Song Ningyu couldn't help but help her forehead. It was just put in a few years ago. I don't remember. Have you seen a snow-white tiger? The snow-white fur color alone is impressive, and he can forget it!

"Master! Xiaobai is back, master!" a bright voice came in from the outside of the hall. Song Ningyu looked at Chunsu, raised his eyebrows, hooked his lips and smiled coldly. Master?

"It seems that I have a little younger martial sister, or? Younger martial sister?"

Pure black face put the chopsticks on the table, swept the eye disease, and the beautiful woman who ran in said lightly: "don't pay attention to her."

The woman looked at the cakes on the table. Her eyes suddenly turned green. She looked at Song Ningyu. Her crystal grape like eyes were shining brightly. "Your Highness, I just went to explore the fire in Beishan. I'm so hungry..."

He rubbed his stomach and looked innocent, like a spoiled puppy. The snow-white rabbit who was eating carrots on the table suddenly jumped into song Ningyu's arms, and the whole rabbit trembled.

As soon as song Ningyu looked up, he saw a snow-white and huge figure rushing towards him, more accurately towards Chunsu!

As soon as Chunsu raised his hand, the white tiger was slapped out by him. With a loud bang and the sound of the collapse of the attic, a tiger's grievance roar followed.

Pure plain eyes became extremely cold and sharp. She glanced at the goddess standing aside with drooling: "who asked you to bring it back!"

Since there was the white tiger, even birds and mice have disappeared completely in the whole God Pavilion. However, a few months old, the little white tiger has mastered the unique skill of catching mice and killing cockroaches and insects, and likes to follow Wang Zun all year round, especially when Wang Zun is injured by bleeding!

It was as fast as destroying the divine beast, just like someone came up and licked the blood on the hand of the high priest if he was one step slower! After such things happen several times, the white tiger is more and more psychic. If those women in white say it, it will droop its head and pretend to be poor. If they let it go, it will only go too far!