Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Nangong Li wondered what kind of flower demon was made of.

He knows nothing about it.

But he knew that it should be something he had never touched or knew, because even Nangong brocade didn't know what the origin of the flower demon was.

Just know that the flower demon was driven into the world because of his involvement.

At this point, Nangong Li had a trace of regret at this time.

If not young and frivolous, if not emotional.

If we could really pay attention to this matter and this innocent flower demon, would it not happen today.

Facing the vivid Zhao xinrou.

How should he start to make her become one with the original God?

At this time, Zhao xinrou didn't know what Nangong Li was thinking.

He looked thoughtful and frowned, as if he was not happy.

Zhao xinrou tilted her head, scratched her hair, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Nangong, are you angry?"

Nangong left and shook his head, "no, how can I be angry?"

"Nangong teacher, am I too unpromising? After practicing for so long, I haven't made any progress except the improvement of divine knowledge..." Zhao xinrou blamed herself and felt that she had failed Nangong Li's heart

Nangong Li said gently, "you are already very powerful. Now there are few people with your qualifications in Xiuxian mainland. Don't worry. The future is long. There is plenty of time for you to practice slowly."

"That's good, then I'll rest assured. I thought Mr. Nangong was tired of me..." Zhao xinrou said relieved.

Nangong Li's eyebrows were soft, raised the paper bag in his hand, and said with a smile, "this is the newly made osmanthus cake I bought for you in the north city of the Qing Dynasty. Try it. It's just baked."

Zhao xinrou quickly picked it up with excitement, lowered her head and smelled it. Her eyes were bright as if they were full of sunshine in the sky.

It seems that this place will be shrouded in the next moment.

The girl's charming voice sounded in the garden, "Nangong teacher, you are so kind. How do you know I like osmanthus cake? How do you know that osmanthus cake in Qingbei city is the best."

Without waiting for Nangong Li to answer, he quickly opened the paper bag, took out a piece of Osmanthus cake and carefully put it into his mouth.

After chewing a few times, a trace of satisfaction and pleasure appeared on Zhao xinrou's beautiful eyebrows.

She sighed with satisfaction, "it's delicious. I haven't eaten such delicious osmanthus cake for a long time. It's very kind of you, Nangong teacher."

Nangong Li looked at the girl's bright eyes.

There was a flash of guilt in my heart that I had never felt before.

He sighed in his heart and saw a little broken residue of Osmanthus cake at the corner of Zhao xinrou's mouth, so he slowly stretched out his hand without thinking.

The slender jade like finger was placed on Zhao xinrou's lip corner, gently sipped, and sipped the scraps.

Zhao xinrou only felt Nangong's cool fingers passing by her lips.

Her heart, I don't know why, seemed to be stirred by a feather.

Her heart began to tremble again, and then jumped up in a panic.

Xiao'er's face turned red quietly. He secretly glanced at Nangong Li and quickly looked away.

For a moment, the atmosphere here suddenly became inexplicably ambiguous