Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Are there many rare herbs?

Is it the same as what she saw on TV?

What is he doing now.

Reading, tea, chess?

It should be doing what immortals should do.

Xia Qingluo's mouth was stained with a touch of bitterness, and she no longer looked at the sky.

Looking at such a sky, it is easy to think of the person who has disappeared.

She took a deep breath and slowly spit it out.

Suddenly turned over and sat up, but was surprised to see that the pot not far away had been set up.

The fire has been blazing.

Jiaxiu handled a fish at this time, took his own Ling Tianjian, brushed it a few times, and turned the fish into pieces as thin as cicada wings.

Then put it on a clean slate.

After a while, the smell of rice came out.

Xia Qingluo curiously walked up to him and saw that he put the fish fillets into the pot, as if another drop of something had been dropped.

In an instant, a fresh smell came to my nose.

Xia Qingluo couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of water.

Not to mention, the fish porridge is really good.

"You can really do it." Xia Qingluo raised her eyebrows.

"Not before, not after I met you." Jiaxiu said with a smile.

"Why?"

"Because if I couldn't do it at that time, you said you wouldn't take me anymore, so I had to find the God of food and let him teach me how to cook..."

Well, Xia Qingluo is speechless.

It seems that she may be able to do it.

Suddenly he couldn't help asking, "Jiaxiu, have you ever been to the West wasteland?"

At this time, Jiaxiu also sat opposite Xia Qingluo. He also sorted himself and looked still handsome and extraordinary.

Deep as the pool of water, his eyes looked at Xia Qingluo, put away the smile on his face, and slowly opened his mouth, "yes, of course I've been there."

After Xia Qingluo asked, she felt annoyed. How could she forget.

It is said that every time he makes a mistake, he will be punished to the West wasteland.

Of course he has.

"Hehe, I just ask."

"When I went there, I went with you. There were red Yan demons everywhere. I was fond of playing... I was bitten by red Yan demons accidentally. So you were angry and tied up the red Yan demons nearby and asked them to apologize to me."

Xia Qingluo stared at the man whose voice was a little disappointed.

I finally understood the position of the green rose God in his heart.

"... later, you took me and planted countless vine seeds and plants there. However, after your accident, my memory was sealed, and I forgot my time with sister Qingluo..."

Jiaxiu here choked.

The head is low.

I dare not even look up at Xia Qingluo.

Xia Qingluo slowly stretched out her hand to comfort him, but she still took it back.

She is not the God of Qingluo.

She is Xia Qingluo.

However, it is undeniable that the God of the green rose treated the little Jiaxiu very well.

"The wasteland in the west is now full of mountains and green trees. It looks like an oasis in the desert." Jiaxiu then said faintly, with a trace of unspeakable joy in his voice.

"Well, I've just come back from there." Xia Qingluo clenched her hand, looked at Shen Qin's Jiaxiu in some emotion, and whispered, "there's a thousand year old vine half demon. She called me master."

Jiaxiu suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Xia Qingluo, not letting go of a change on her face.

After a long time, he said dryly, "that vine half demon is called linger, isn't it?"