Originally the little girl threw on him and pulled his face.
At this moment, being pressed by him, the whole person was plunged into his arms.
The soft little girl looked up dumbfounded from his arms. She didn't realize her current situation for a while. Her hair was a little messy, her face was puffed and she looked like a dough ball.
There was a strange unconscious sigh in his throat.
Ah, so soft.
Bai Xingjian flapped her eyes slightly, feeling the touch of the little girl lying in her arms.
On the surface, he still looks innocent.
It seemed that he was not the one who messed up the little girl's hairstyle and took the little girl in his arms.
And his big hand was still on the top of the little girl's head.
"What are you doing? Let go."
Don't hold it in your arms.
The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched slightly, his soft paws pushed against his chest, his cheeks bulged slightly, and his eyes were round.
Bai Xingjian didn't speak, just lowered her eyes and poked Chu Ci's little cheek.
Then he realized what the little girl had said, turned her hand in a big bend, and wiped all the dust off the little girl's cheeks.
The expression was serious, and Bai Xingjian used to look like this. He always looked like this in front of those in Xianmen. It looked quite serious and serious. This look in Xianmen attracted everyone to worship.
Generally, looking at this expression of him, the people of the immortal door can't help but sigh in their hearts. They are worthy of being the ancestors, and they dare not look up easily.
Then Bai Xingjian spoke with this expression at this moment, "Dust is on my face, I will wipe it off for you."
As if she was afraid that Chu Ci would not believe it, she stretched out the dust-stained hand in front of her to show her.
The little girl blinked her eyes, looked over her head to look like ‘Come, let me see’, and then decisively raised her hand and slapped it on his wrist.
He got up quickly again, and barked her little white fangs at him.
You see, I believe it or not.
The little girl was caught off guard this time, and her expression was quite innocent. Before she did it, she couldn't tell that she had any intention of doing it.
Bai Xingjian took the pain, retracted her hand, and stared at Chu Ci.
Hey, it looks so soft and cute, but how does it feel like it's not a good trick?
Will you pretend to beat people?
In fact, you are a black sesame group, right?
Bai Xingjian felt a lot about being beaten, and the most regrettable thing was that the little girl ran away after the beat, and no longer stayed in his arms for a while.
But even if he thought so, the ancestor still had such an expression, rubbing the dust on his hands, and the ancestor who pulled the person into his arms first had no other right to speak, so he nodded silently.
Then I saw that the little girl standing next to me didn't know what she suddenly remembered, and she lowered her head in her storage bag for a long time.
Bai Xingjian paused, tilted his head, watched her move, and said nothing.
It is still that cold look.
I saw the little girl not long after pulling out a high-grade spirit stone from her storage bag and stuffing it into his hand, while still reasoning with him, "From now on, one piece in the morning and one piece in the evening. So you only have one piece."
Well, that’s great, I saved myself a lot of money!
Bai Xingjian was taken aback, looked down at the spiritual stone that was stuffed into her hand, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, and she looked up again at the little girl.