Chapter 1784: Farming to Make Money to Support the Ancestors! 37

He had long legs and long steps. If he hadn't discovered it in time, he would have almost taken the little girl who grabbed his robe off the bed.

The main reason is that the little girl is also a light ball. To an immortal cultivator, such weight is nothing at all.

He paused, and when he realized this, he quickly turned back and wanted to hug the little girl.

But the little girl, with half of her body sticking out, stood up by herself, rubbed her eyes, blinked, and looked at him.

It seemed like he remembered something.

While looking at him, he yawned slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Xingjian didn't catch anyone, so her eyes dimmed slightly for a moment, then she spoke and asked the little girl.

He saw the little girl pull over the storage bag she placed on the bedside, rummaged through it, found a beautiful high-grade crystal stone, and stuffed it into his hand.

One white and tender little hand was raising his hand to rub his eyes, while the other hand was supporting the edge of the bed, tilting his head and curling the corners of his lips.

It looks like a little animal that hasn't woken up.

So cute and soft.

"As promised, this is the spar for the morning, and I'll give it to you later in the evening."

The little girl looked like I was being very reasonable and blinked her eyes.

Then he yawned again, as soft as a fat little bun.

He probably woke up by force, and was still sleepy at the moment. Then he waved his little paw at him and said, "Okay, it's okay."

While retracting his body, he gathered his little quilt into his arms.

A little too...well-behaved, right?

He thought this while lowering his head and looking at the high-grade crystal in his hand.

It's just a matter of time.

The little girl had already curled up, curled up into a ball with the quilt in her arms, and fell asleep.

‘Bai Xingjian’s love value is +2, currently 43. ’

His eyes were slightly dark.

Finally, he couldn't help but raise his hand and gestured at the little girl's figure.

That slender waist seemed like he could hold it with one hand.

Holding the spiritual stone in his hand, he watched the little girl sleep soundly.

He was also afraid of waking up the little girl again. This time there was no proper reason. The little girl probably got angry and wanted to throw the porcelain bottle at his head.

Yeah, but that’s just cute.

When the fire started, the spiritual energy also fluctuated.

Comfortable.

The ancestor thought so and carefully exited the room.

As I walked outside, I looked at the sky.

The blue sky seems to have a faint barrier, and the colors are swaying.

It's nice weather.

I just don’t know when the little girl will water those spiritual plants again.

Water him by the way.

…

By the time Chu Ci woke up, it was almost noon.

The slightly clear sunlight in the morning was a bit dazzling at the moment.

Chu Ci narrowed her eyes, got up, shook her little head, and then walked towards the window.

I want to see where Bai Xingjian went.

As soon as I reached the window, I smelled a fragrant smell, although the smell was also mixed with the smell of burnt spiritual wood and some burnt smell.

But it's already quite good.

It can be seen that there has been great progress.

The aroma came from the kitchen.

Chu Ci, with her messy hair on her head, was lying at the window, watching, tilting her head, and couldn't help but think.

Why is it that my ancestor, who lives such a useless life, can learn all these things in one morning, so well.