"Jiuli, I just cooked a new lotus and Magnolia porridge for my sister. Come and have a taste."
Ning Xuemo is shocked by the words of the woman in white!
Sister? Sister of shenjiuli?
Isn't he a God by nature?
How could there be a sister?
She looked at the woman up and down. She looked about twenty years old. Her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful and picturesque. She seemed to have a kind of refined spirit when she walked around. The voice was soft as a cloud.
The room is full of strange fragrance. The bowl of porridge is really cooked. Ning Xuemo smells it in the state of soul and body.
But Jiuli, the God, seems not to care: "you don't have to do this. I'm not greedy for the desire of my mouth."
"Try it. Somehow I did it this time. You can't let me fall down again, can you? " The woman in white put the bowl on the small table beside him.
God Jiuli glanced at the bowl of porridge, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. Suddenly, he looked at the small snow road that had stopped writing and looked at this way: "do you want to eat it?"
Xiaoxuemo is not polite: "think!"
"Well, I'll write that one. As long as it's well written, I'll give you this bowl of porridge."
"Really?"
"What did you do to deceive a child?" "God Jiuli gently hooked his lips:" write
Xiaoxuemo immediately bowed his head and wrote again. This time, he wrote well and quickly.
The pretty face of the woman in white is a little blue: "Jiuli, this is my sister's intention..."
"Well, that's why we won't waste your mind. If we use it in the most suitable place, we will not insult your porridge."
The woman in white has nothing to answer. She shakes her head and looks at the small snow road that was copied there: "Jiuli, forgive me for saying more. You have a hard battle to fight tomorrow. I think you should shut up and recover, rather than stay here. This demon lord is an adult. She has self-control
"This seat does not need to be closed." God nine Li answers to don't care, look at small snow Mo again: "she is mischievous very, do not stare at words, she won't be obedient." The meaning of spoiling in tone can be heard even by the deaf.
The woman paused: "well, I'll be here for you and stare at her. You go to have a rest. After all, you just used snowmelt to detoxify her. It's too much power consumption. "
"It doesn't matter." God Jiuli didn't want to explain anything.
The woman pursed her lips and sighed, "whatever you want. Then tomorrow's war... "
"I know that." God Jiuli interrupts her.
"What war? I'll go too! " Xiaoxuemo throws his pen and his eyes are shining.
"You have lost all your martial arts now. It will only make trouble if you follow! Stay in the Palace tomorrow, don't run around! " The voice of God Jiuli is a little harsh.
Xiaoxuemo doesn't speak anymore, and then writes with a little mouth.
Ning Xuemo looks at what happened below and suddenly moves in his heart.
It doesn't look like Jiuli is driving xiaoxuemo out of the palace in a flash. What happened behind it?
Just let him be so cruel?
Or is what the earth mother said wrong?
Eyes fall on the woman in white again, or is it related to her?
After a while, xiaoxuemo finally finished writing several pairs of characters. She is still very smart. Once she has the motivation to write, she still learns very fast.
Those words were written in a similar way. After reading them, Shen Jiuli was quite satisfied and gave her the bowl of porridge.
That bowl of porridge has been put for such a long time, but when it is handed to xiaoxuemo by the hand of God Jiuli, it is not cold or hot.