Chapter 676 Another Space (7)

Aomame immediately admitted his mistake: "It was my mistake, and I won't do it again next time."

Coriander is very serious, that expression reminds Feng Zhuoxi of the old scholar in Qimang Book Garden.

"Forget it, for the sake of the guests, I won't argue with you. Who are these?" Xiangcai looked at Feng Zhuoxi and Mu Jiu with a stern face.

Aomame hurriedly said, "They are the ones holding your lord's token."

Coriander glanced at them, blinked a few times, and said, "Really? Why do I feel like I've seen you somewhere. But you are too young, I can't possibly know each other. After all, I haven't been out for 200 years." Here it is."

When Feng Zhuoxi heard this, she glanced at Mu Jiu, thinking that this person is less than two hundred years old.

Mu Jiu naturally knew what she was thinking, so she quickly sent her voice transmission: "Lady, don't worry, my actual physical age is only 20 years old for my husband."

Feng Zhuoxi stretched out her hand and pinched his waist, Mu Jiu let out a muffled snort, she was being honest.

Hearing Mu Jiu's muffled groan, Coriander said, "Why are you injured? Qingdou, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and bring someone in to treat him!"

Qingdou helped Mu Jiu from Feng Zhuoxi's hand with some grievances, and said, "Last time I asked if I could bring small animals to the house as guests, but you said no, I won't ask more clearly this time, in case you beat me How about a meal?"

Coriander's face became even more serious: "Can it be the same? They have a token of your lord, that is your guest, and we all have to take good care of you."

Qingdou hurriedly pulled Mu Jiu, and sprinted towards the house at a speed comparable to that of a missile.

Xiangcai turned her face to look at Feng Zhuoxi, and said: "Then this guest, please go have a cup of tea with me, wait for them for a while, and then come out."

Feng Zhuoxi said: "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."

This coriander didn't look like a human, but a puppet, but she had never seen such a perfect puppet, so she wasn't sure for a moment.

Coriander took her slowly towards the house, and said: "You don't have to doubt, I am a puppet, and I should be the first puppet in this world. I was made by my wife, and the soul that my lord poured into me, So I don't look like a puppet, but I can't grow, and I don't need to eat, drink or sleep."

Feng Zhuoxi nodded: "So that's the case."

Xiangcai glanced at Feng Zhuoxi again, with a bit of confusion in his eyes, he said: "I really haven't seen you? But why do I think I must have seen you? You give me a very familiar feeling... ..."

Feng Zhuoxi said: "I really haven't met you, maybe someone you know looks like me?"

Coriander shook her head and said, "Everyone I know is prettier than you, although you are already pretty."

Feng Zhuoxi smiled, thinking so too, after all, the people he has met must be gods, almost perfect existences, not to mention appearances.

Seeing that Feng Zhuoxi didn't speak, Xiangcai thought she was upset, because someone told him before that women don't like others to say that they are not good-looking, so she said: "I didn't mean you are not good-looking."

Feng Zhuoxi saw his big watery eyes suddenly flashing, and his little face was white and tender, and immediately thought of Xue Chun in Mr. Da's yard, couldn't help but gently touched his face, and said: "I'm not angry, I understand what you mean."

(End of this chapter)

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