Well, it seems that it was indeed his little fire, something went wrong.

Bai Xingjian gave a light cough, and nodded as if admitting the mistake.

Then he lowered his eyes and asked, "What should that little fire look like?"

Chu Ci wanted to make a gesture with his spirit fire, but the small flames in his palms just grew a little bit bigger, and there was a rumbling noise from the sky.

It seems that I can't bear this strength, and I'm complaining.

The white and tender little girl looked up a little dumbfounded.

Bai Xingjian is already at this level, and he is naturally sensitive to things between heaven and earth, and he also turned his head and glanced at the sky.

Then he held the girl's hand with a serious face and grabbed the girl's hand.

The small flame was instantly extinguished.

Chu Ci blinked and raised his eyes.

The ancestor who held the white and tender hands of the little girl also paused, and met Chu Ci’s eyes. He didn’t let go, but had a serious face, “No matter what it is, something that causes the earth and the earth to shake, don’t take it easily. come out."

"Oh." Chu Ci also nodded.

So now you can always let go?

Bai Xingjian squeezed calmly, then let go of her hand casually, and changed the subject, "How big is the small fire?"

Chu Ci rolled his eyes, turned his head and glanced at the grass beside him, and gestured with the size of the plant to this guy who had almost no common sense of mortals.

He nodded, his eyes still looked unexpected.

After all, this little fire was a little too much smaller than the little fire he had imagined.

It's no wonder that the ‘little fire’ guy who saw him is about to jump up and bite.

Chu Ci had already let go, standing two or three steps away from him, a little tingling sensation still remained on his wrist.

Bai Xingjian looked down, looked at the small tooth marks remaining on her wrist, and couldn't help but lift the corners of her lips.

Subconsciously, he sniffed the spirit of Chu Ci again.

Then I smelled a faint fragrance.

It smells different from the little girl's body, and it smells good, but obviously not as good as the little girl's spiritual power.

Bai Xingjian frowned dissatisfied by the taste that affected the user experience.

Walked two steps forward, got closer, and lowered his head to smell.

Chu Ci subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he was holding his shoulders.

Finally, I could only watch the ancestor frown and smell her body seriously.

Hmm...Actually, you are not the green vegetables, you are the dog, are you?

"What are you doing?" Seeing him leaning forward, Chu Ci flicked his wrist, and the long-mouthed pot appeared in Chu Ci's hand again, using the long neck to push his waist, not allowing him to move further. near.

I haven't known each other for long, but the ancestor seems to be familiar with himself. He rubs and rubs when he comes up, and asks her to water him. After the water is poured, he will smell it?

You just exploded our kitchen. Are you a little self-conscious?

Chu Ci poked Bai Xingjian dissatisfied with the pot in his hand.

This small image of a grudge is actually good.

After all, what Bai Xingjian used to meet were some wicked people, like such a fragrant and soft little girl, and the spiritual power on her body was so good and comfortable...

Well, I like it.

‘Bai Xingjian’s love value +3, currently 27. ’

On that day, listening to the system prompts beeping one after another, the white and tender little girl was a little suspicious of life.

Is her brain flooded or his brain has a bubble?

How does it feel so strange? ?

Thinking of this, Chu Ci took his pot again and poked the ancestor in the waist.