Does the lord lack a pendant?

Chapter 1247
Lian Lusheng could only fondle the back of Yue Jianxi's head: "Okay, okay, dance at night, so you don't need to watch Little Persimmon."

He can lose face in front of his own woman, but not in front of his son.

If you lose face, how will you mess around in the future.

"Father is not fair, why can mother see it, but I can't!" Little Persimmon protested.

Lian Lusheng looked at him and said indifferently: "Because she is your father and my woman, I love her more than anything else, but you are not."

Little Persimmon snorted angrily, poked the bowl with his chopsticks in his little hand, he also wants to find a woman who loves him more than anything else!

Xiaozuier whispered, Yue Jianxi heard it, and patted him on the head with a smile from ear to ear: "Son, isn't the woman who loves you more than everything just mother-kiss me, as long as there is me Now, your father doesn't dare to bully you, but that dance is not suitable for children."

As she spoke, she leaned close to Little Persimmon's ear and whispered: "When Mommy sees it, I will draw it, and you can take it back and admire it secretly."

No matter how low her voice was, she couldn't hide it from Lian Lisheng's ears. When she heard something good, Jun's face immediately darkened.

It's not enough to just look at it, but to draw it down. If the painting gets out, he really doesn't want to go out to meet people.

"Xi'er, let's eat first, I'm hungry."

Yue Jianxi raised her head and continued to scold her son with a serious face: "So you can't watch."

Little Persimmon nodded obediently: "I won't watch it, mother, hurry up and eat, I'm hungry."

Ninety percent of his father's tone is similar.

Lian Hesheng glanced at him sideways, the boy is not honest at all, he dares to imitate him!
If he really has a woman who protects him, he will go to heaven.

Yue Jianxi stood up: "Today's meal is called Tengyun Riding Mist, what you all eat is fairy meal."

Lian Lusheng asked cooperatively, "What do you mean?"

Yue Jianxi picked up a pot of water prepared by the side and poured it into the pot in the middle. The water flowed out from the spout and poured all into the pot. Immediately, a layer of white smoke was released from the pot. Like billowing clouds, the sea overflowed from the pot and covered the entire table.

Yue Jianxi continued to add water, and the smoke overflowed layer by layer, covering the entire round table, like billowing waves, and billowing clouds, it was really beautiful.

This is not what it is.

The dishes on the entire table seemed to be walking in the fairyland of Yaochi, shrouded in a layer of mist, looming, and the clouds were steaming and the clouds were glowing, so spectacular.

Little Persimmon's eyes widened: "Wow, mother, what is this, I want to play too."

As he spoke, he wanted to snatch the kettle from Yue Jianxi's hand, but Yue Jianxi dodged it with a smile: "Hey, you can't play with this... Mom will tell you what's going on later, you can play with it however you want."

As she spoke, she threw a spoon into the pot, and the spoon turned around in the pot, as if it could move by itself.

She turned the table again, and the table was like a fairyland, so beautiful that it made people dumbfounded.

Even Lue Sheng was stunned: "Xi'er still has such abilities."

Yue Jianxi is like a book that can never be finished. There are always endless things coming out of her. She seems to know a lot.

Yue Jianxi hehe: "This is not my skill, it was made by our people there, and I just use it to show off."

In fact, dry ice has been added with water, so it looks like flying through the clouds.

Dry ice plus water evaporates, like the white mist that pops out of a popsicle on a hot day.

(End of this chapter)