Chapter 1798： Farming to earn money to support ancestors! 51

His cold eyes were as deep as an ink-colored sea, and he was a little dumb when he said this, like the sound of an undercurrent surging under a river passing his ears.

The neck was pulled.

The little girl was not polite.

He took a bite and gnawed on his cheek.

The teeth were still sharpened.

Bai Xingjian felt the fragrant and soft little girl approaching.

The pain on his face was hardly felt, and the rough-skinned ancestor's complexion did not change.

Carefully raised his hand and held the little girl's waist.

Thin and soft.

‘Bai Xing Jian’s love value +5, currently 61. ’

Chu Ci, who was holding her waist abruptly, blinked and loosened her mouth, lowered her head and glanced at the hand wrapped around her waist, and tilted her head.

"I will make you flower cake?"

The ancestor, who didn't want to let go, spoke before Chu Ci spoke.

Chu Ci paused for a moment, and after thinking about teaching him which is more important than eating flower cakes, he nodded seriously.

This expression made Bai Xingjian a little bit dumbfounded.

Finally, he held the recipe to make flower cakes for Chu Ci.

But Chu Ci got a bunch of small tripods and went to blow them up again.

So this day is also quite harmonious.

There were several sounds of bombing from the upper floor for a short period of time, and the kitchen should make a sound after a long period of time.

It was already at night when Chu Ci ate the flower cake.

The old ancestor still stayed here. After the meal was finished and the little girl finished eating, he sat curiously watching the little girl explode the pot, and then gave Bala the pill from the pile of medicine residue.

Seeing the little girl exploded, the ancestor squinted his eyes, thought it was funny, pinched a ball of flame, thought about it, and was a little eager to try.

He has always cultivated spiritual power, although he also has flame spells, but he really hasn't tried the feeling of alchemy.

After Chu Ci finished exploding this tripod, he changed the Bai Xing Jian.

Changed to Chu Ci sitting and watching.

Medicine refining can't happen overnight, and it's different from Chu Ci's innate opening. The ancestor failed after trying twice, frowning and trying the third time.

Na Ding exploded again.

Bai Xingjian's lips twitched, and before the tripod exploded, she pinched a blocking curse to stop the tripping sound and flying fragments of that tripod.

Then he glanced at Chu Ci.

The little girl waited for a long time, and now it's a bit late.

She curled up into a ball with the quilt, still huddled in a corner and fell asleep.

It was plump and paralyzed like a liquid.

Bai Xingjian looked at it for a while, raised his hand, and removed the waste medicine **** and waste pot in the room.

Then he got up, walked to the little girl and squatted down, raised his hand, and poked the little girl in the cheek with his finger.

Soft and soft.

Not enjoyable, but poked again.

The little girl was disturbed to sleep, raised her hand a little dissatisfied, and pushed his fingers away.

Then the finger pushed away came back again.

Poke again.

Was pushed away again.

Poke back again.

In the end, Chu Ci frowned dissatisfied, just unwilling to open his eyes.

The little hand rested softly on his fingertips and pressed down.

Hold his finger.

Then I probably felt that this posture was not very comfortable, and finally put his hands in his arms to sleep.

Kind of cute.

Bai Xingjian looked at it, and didn't draw her hand twice, so she didn't rush.

Bai Xingjian stared at Chu Ci with a pair of black eyes, her black hair tied up, looking cold as if she had no emotions.

But the next moment, he spoke and laughed low.