The bad prince spoils the runaway wife: you have to be good lady

Knowing that someone was approaching, that person just concentrated on holding the small white jade pot in his hand, carefully dripping a few drops on the steaming things in the pot.

When he was done with his work, he turned his head and glanced casually.

In a daze, it seemed that a silver light flashed in this person's eyes that should not belong to humans.

But in the blink of an eye, I felt that I was wrong.

This person has an ordinary appearance, but he has a pair of extremely gentle eyes. [

Being looked at by him, it was as if the whole person was standing under the most gentle and warm sunshine in early spring, and even the deepest part of my heart could feel the warmth.

Such a look...

The group of white-clothed disciples who were smiling and looking at He Lianrui looking for food with her short legs were taken aback, "See the sect master."

"I have seen Master."

A group of people saluted in unison, saying hello to each other.

This situation is a bit weird, not to mention that the master of a sect should not wear the same clothes as the disciples under the sect, even the reaction of these white-clothed disciples...

It was as if they hadn't even recognized who the man was until he turned his head.

But little girl He Lianrui didn't pay attention to this, she just groaned and took a big bite of the apple, but her eyes kept staring at the big iron pot.

The little nose moved, and the little girl was very greedy.

It smells really good...

The sound of eating an apple alarmed the man called the door master.

...but in sight, no one is eating.

Moving his eyes down, he saw the little girl in light yellow clothes, a small one, about the same height as the winter melon he just harvested in the morning.

Of course, he also saw the poking pig in the little girl's arms.

"Little wax gourd, what's your name?"

Like his eyes, his voice is also soft and intoxicating, with a slight smile, like the whisper of the closest lover, making people want to lean into his arms and act coquettishly.

"My name is Helianrui. My parents and elder brother call me Ruirui, and my uncles and aunts call me Ruier."

As a simple and honest little girl, the little girl didn't care what his voice was, and answered obediently without concealing it.

The man known as the door master smiled, bent down, and patted her on the head, "What a good little wax gourd." [

... Asking the name is the same as not asking, and I still call him Xiaodonggua.

But the little girl blinked her eyes as if she hadn't heard the silly nickname, "Then what's your name?"

This question has been asked for too long.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was remembering something, he hesitated for a moment, and then answered her, "Chengran, Leng Chengran."

As a result, hearing his name, He Lianrui burst into tears.

It was the first time for those white-clothed disciples to know the name of the sect master, and they were secretly remembering it, and they were stunned when they saw this scene.

Could it be that this little girl has something to do with the sect master?Didn't she get lost with her parents, did she really want to find the sect master?

Even Leng Chengran was stunned for a moment, "What's the matter, little wax gourd?"

Rubbing her eyes with her little hands, He Lianrui told him wronged, "I'm so hungry..."

Leng Chengran burst out laughing, raised his hand and grabbed a big wax gourd on a wooden shelf, placed it beside He Lianrui, and patted her on the head very tenderly, "When you grow up to the size of this melon As tall as a winter melon, I'll treat you to dinner, okay?"

This is actually Qianli Mountain outside Qianli City. Qianli Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mists all year round. No one knows how high this mountain is.

The people all said that there are gods living on this mountain, and even the flowers and plants on the mountain can talk.