Chapter 1751： Farming to earn money to support ancestors! 4

The leaf was squashed down.

Holding the two leaves in his hand, he looked at the little girl in green again.

He paused, seeming to have reacted, then he tugged at the branch with doubts, "Is the vegetables refined?"

Chu Ci:...

You have only become refined, this is called Qingxin, do you understand? Fresh!

Although she herself is a bit disgusted, but others are not allowed to say! Just don't say it! I have to hold her back even if I think so

Seeing the little girl widened her eyes, she let go.

Bai Xingjian pinched the branch in his hand, paused, and stared at Chu Ci.

After feeling the aura in Chu Ci's body, he opened his mouth again, "Oh, it's not that green vegetables become refined."

He speaks a bit slowly, as if he doesn't care about anything.

"What are you?" Chu Ci squatted her own teeth, bulging her cheeks with dissatisfaction.

He took his grudge, and used the fruit he picked up on the road to put in his pocket to hit him.

The fruit is no more than a knuckle.

It's tickle.

It was the little girl's strength that was a little bit stronger, and the flesh was soft, hitting him, and soon dyed his white clothes.

Bai Xingjian lowered her head and glanced, her body turned slightly to the side, frowned, and said nothing.

Seeing that he was silent, Chu Ci approached and poked him with his hand, "This is my place."

The subtext is: you'd better understand the rules in my site.

"Oh."

"This mountain is all mine!"

"Oh."

Bai Xingjian nodded, not paying much attention to Chu Ci's words, just lowered her eyes and looked at Chu Ci's white and tender fingers to poke his arm.

Finally raised one hand and held Chu Ci's small hand in his hand, as if holding the branch just now.

It's just that the moment he held it in his hand, his body stiffened slightly.

Soft and warm, let him subconsciously let go of his strength.

The little girl was naturally soft, like cotton candy, and like a cloud, as if she was going to disperse with a little effort.

Bai Xingjian never touched this feeling.

I was a little curious, and pinched Chu Ci's fingertips, squeezing it back and forth, as if he had discovered some novel toy.

‘Bai Xingjian’s love value +2, currently 3. ’

Chu Ci, who was used as a toy, hooked his hand backhand.

But before he had time to speak, Bai Xingjian's eyes closed, as if he had reached the limit.

Then he fell into Chu Ci's arms.

If it weren't for Chu Ci's great strength, if he came like this, it is estimated that he would take it down with him, and he would have to be the kind of mat.

Holding Bai Xingjian, Chu Ci blinked his big eyes, a little confused.

What's the situation?

Then I looked down at this one in my arms, his face was pale, almost as white as his white clothes, his lips were chapped, his eyes closed tightly, his breathing was extremely shallow, if he were not a cultivator, he would have thought that this guy was violent. Dead.

Look at this posture of him falling quietly in her arms.

Chu Ci twitched the corners of his lips, raised his hand, and touched his cheek with his tender white fingers.

He whispered, "No, are you touching porcelain?"

Why do you fall into your arms when you see someone?

It was supposed to be refreshed after going through the catastrophe, but Bai Xing Jiandu's catastrophe was fooling around.

It just didn't make him feel refreshed.