Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

When Ningning woke up, she first smelled a fresh and clean soap scent.

This breath filled her nose and face with a gentle heat, making her want to get closer. Ningning was half-dreaming and half-awake, with unclear consciousness, instinctively nudged forward--

But something is wrong.

Unlike in the past, her face was in close contact with something.

The touch was a bit hard, and there was a layer of soft fabric outside. In the silent silence all around, Ning Ning could feel a sudden force, throbbing.

The wits gathered together suddenly, she thought of the cold white moonlight last night.

Pei Ji's face... is also cold white.

She and Pei Ji are sleeping in the same bed.

They all drank alcohol last night, although they were not drunk, but under the influence of alcohol, their courage was a little bigger than usual.

Ningning thought dazedly, it seemed she was the one who let him stay at first.

There is also the phrase "Do you want to listen to the heartbeat"...

The itch spread from her chest and overflowing in the blood seemed to still remain, and it poked her heart lightly. Ningning blushed a little, but there was more joy and happiness that could not be restrained.

She is hugging the person she likes now, his body is warm and comfortable, close to Pei Ji, like leaning on a big, well-behaved, warm teddy bear.

It's super fun.

He has always gotten up very early. Today, three poles are up, and it must have been noon, but Pei Ji is still lying on the bed.

Ningning moved her heart, took her head away from his arms, and looked up.

Then, as expected, he faced a pair of dark eyes.

The winter sun radiated coldness and landed on his brows through the window.

Because Pei Ji's eyes drooped, Ningning could clearly see his slender eyelashes, dark and lacquered, falling down obediently like a fan, making the pupils dark and deep, like a whirlpool.

He didn't expect that the person in his arms would suddenly raise his head, his eyes flickered, but his wrist subconsciously used force to hold her tighter.

"Good morning."

The blanket in winter is so warm that people don't want to move, and Pei Ji's arms are even more comfortable and soft. Ningning likes this feeling and also raises his hand to hug his waist.

The waist is so thin, the lines are as smooth as water, and it is recessed just right, and then pressed forward, you can feel the hard muscles.

"When did you wake up?"

Her voice was muffled on Pei Ji's chest, and she chuckled, "Isn't she going to stay untouched?"

Pei Ji was touched by her waist, her fingertips quivered slightly, Xu felt itchy, and her breathing was a little messy: "Not long ago."

Of course this is a lie.

Although he woke up much later than usual because of alcohol, it was also very early, and the difference was about an hour before noon.

There has never been a day like this. When he woke up from his sleep, he was no longer facing the cold bed, but the girl he had been longing for and admired for a long time.

Pei Ji didn't want to wake up or alarm her, but stepped back a little, staring down at Ning Ning's sleeping appearance, and then, little by little, used her eyes and fingertips to outline her face.

She was born delicate and beautiful, and her bright white skin was stained with a thin layer of light pink. Even in her sleep, the corners of her lips curled lightly.

Pei Ji touched her soft lips and quietly kissed the corners of her mouth and the pears on her cheeks.

After the kiss, he put the little girl in his arms again, and felt her softness and temperature with her body in the warm gleam of winter, making her completely belong to him.

He used to practice swords like crazy, and always felt that being in a daze was a waste of time, but now with Ning Ning, even holding her motionless, can make him feel unspeakably satisfied.

Pei Ji was willing to be charmed by this.

"It's getting late."

Ningning yawned and poked his hollow waist through a layer of clothing: "When are you going to get up?"

Pei Ji: "..."

Pei Ji's right hand up, and touched her hair. His voice is clear, with the unique hoarseness after waking up. Although he used a sure and irrefutable tone, he also seemed to be acting like a baby: "Hold for a while."

*

Pei Ji was very clingy on the bed, and when he got out of the bed, he became an unsmiling, indifferent sword repairman.

Chengying was placed outside the bedroom by him. Seeing the two of them came out, the whole group of spirits began to go frantically and vigorously. While screaming with excitement, he couldn't wait to ask him: "Pei Xiaoji! What did you do last night? Are you lying on the same bed? Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Self-Chengying separated from his body, and Ningning could also hear the middle-aged uncle, pursing her lips and touching the black hilt of Chengying's sword: "You guessed it."

Chengying couldn't guess it.

Chengying is crazy.

The treatment of direct disciples is different from that of outer disciples. They don't need to live in a dormitory. Each person is placed in a small independent courtyard, which can protect each other's privacy.

Ningning thought that no one would find Pei Ji with her. He didn't expect to hear a sudden knock on the door when he was about to open the door and go out.

With a guilty conscience, Ning Ning hurriedly glanced at Pei Ji. Seeing the latter nodded, she pretended to be innocent and put her hand on the door bolt.

The door of the room opened at the sound, and standing outside the door were the elder sisters Zheng Weiqi and He Zhizhou.

There are also two children, one boy and one girl.

"I'd rather come out and play! This is me—"

Zheng Weiqi said happily, dazzling her eyes, and was stunned when she saw Pei Ji: "Pei, Junior Brother Pei?"

Ning Ning seemed to have done something bad and was caught on the spot, and immediately explained in a stiff voice: "He came here not long ago to study swordsmanship with me!"

When she talked, she didn't bring any charming thoughts, but these words fell to Pei Ji's ears, and turned into a gloomy fire, which burned crimson on the ears.

Study swordsmanship.

Back in Jialan, Ningning jokingly mentioned "Rain beats the wind to blow swords." He was confused at the time, thinking it was really serious swordsmanship, and told her seriously that he could study together in the future.

Thinking about it now, I only feel embarrassed to blush.

Zheng Weiqi had a muscle in her brain, and she smiled "Oh" without thinking.

Ning Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief, just about to change the subject, but heard the little girl next to the master sister curiously: "Big brother came here not long ago, why are there no footprints in front of the door?"

Ningning was asked by the milky voice of this milky voice, and she was dumbfounded. She felt a rush of heat from her heart to her face.

"I came early in the morning when the fresh snow was covered."

Pei Ji took over this problem for her, holding the sword in his arms and said quietly: "Senior Sister Zheng, who are these two?"

After Zheng Weiqi's introduction, Ning Ning finally learned that the two children were the children of her cousin Qiu Baishuang.

"My cousin and sister-in-law come to Xuanxu to participate in the Fairy Fair-the one that will come to chatter every year at the end of the year."

Zheng Weiqi patiently explained: "The Fairy Fair only ends in the evening, so I can't bring these two little guys in to join in the fun. It happened that I was in Xuanxu, so my cousin and cousin gave them to me."

She touched the little girl's head, and laughed loudly: "This girl is called Qiu Qi, and her nickname is "Qiuqiu"; her brother takes his mother's surname and is called Gu Lu, and we all call him "Guru"."

The naming level of this father and mother is simply disdainful of the crowd. Ning Ning suspects that if there is a third child, he might be picked up with the single word "roll", connected with a sentence, and the ball is rolling.

It sounds so close to the family, the only question that needs to be considered is whether to call it "Gu Gun" or "Qiu Gun"-after all, no matter which kind, it doesn't sound like a person from Yangjian.

There are many views of the Xuanxu Sword School, but the two children are under ten years old and are not interested in famous mountains and rivers. The biggest fun in winter is building snowmen and snowball fights.

He Zhizhou especially likes children and is very interested: "Come on, let's see my brother build an imperial city for you!"

As an older sister, Qiu Qiu is already seven or eight years old. This is a little girl with outgoing personality, oval face and big eyes, her small puff face is half-hidden by the white fluff on the cloak, her eyes are shining, and she applauds expectantly.

The younger brother Gu Lu was only five years old. He was wrapped in heavy clothes and turned into a ball, looking like a small round bean sprout. He has a much shy personality, and has been following Zheng Weiqi every step of the way, looking around with some novelty.

"I heard that Junior Brother He is very good at composing poems."

Zheng Weiqi said, "It's the time when the snow is flying, so why not write a poem."

When He Zhizhou has nothing to do, he occasionally chants poems and composes with his fellow students. The reason why Ningning was able to confirm his identity as a traverser was because this person had memorized a familiar poem.

She thought that He Zhizhou would come to a section of "Thousands of Pear Blossoms" or "Snow but Lost the Plum Blossom", but she didn't expect him to snorted, flicked his hair, and said loudly:

"It's white from a distance, but it's white from a closer look. It's because you can't drink water, and it's gray but not hot."

Ningning: "Hey?"

"Ningning and Peiji held hands, and I walked behind like a dog."

He Zhizhou's poems became prosperous, and they became more and more vigorous: "Two children came here, called Xiaogu and Xiaoqiu."

Qiu Qiu heard his name in the poem, and he was very honored for a moment. He stretched out his round palm and patted hard: "Brother is amazing!"

"Hey, praised!"

He Zhizhou smiled and said, "As long as you study hard and practice hard, you can become like me in time."

Ningning shook her head frantically for Qiu Qiu in her heart.

No, no, don’t become like you, Brother He!

The child's interest came especially fast, Qiu Qiu was full of enthusiasm after hearing this: "I don't make a snowman anymore... I'm going to write poetry!"

She was excited and looking forward to it, and the soft ending voice couldn't help rising: "Brother He, do you have poetry books in your house?"

The answer is of course no, only a lot of weird swordsmanship.

During the nine-year compulsory education, He Zhizhou was tortured by ancient Chinese and ancient poetry. He finally came to the realm of comprehension, and he has long forgotten the love of the literati.

But he couldn't get rid of the little girl's interest. After thinking about it, he clapped his hands suddenly: "Go, my brother will take you to learn poetry!"

Ningning always felt that he was not like a person who likes to study, and laughed when he heard this: "You really bought a lot of poetry and books?"

"Where can it be."

He stretched out his hand and hugged Qiu Kui, hehe, "Go to Lin Xun Yard--isn't he the one who loves poetry and picturesque style the most?"

As He Zhizhou said, he lowered his head and looked at the timid little boy not far away: "Do you want to go?"

Guru shook his head.

He wants to make a snowman.

"Then I will take her away."

He Zhizhou is like a child. He always gets along with the children. He holds Qiu Qiu in his arms a little higher. While trotting forward on the snow, he raises his voice: "Hold steady-we take off, fly and fly. fly--"

"Junior Brother He," Zheng Weiqi sighed as he watched his distant back, "As expected of a young man, he is really energetic."

After she sighed, she subconsciously looked at Gu Lu next to her.

Compared to his sister, this kid is obviously more restrained. Gu Lu's personality is not like his parents, gentle and shy, easily shy, especially afraid of strangers, even Zheng Weiqi did not know him well.

He was concentrating on squeezing the snowball at the moment. Ningning squatted on the ground with his right hand supporting his face. He smiled and said, "What kind of snowman does Gulu want to build? My sister will help you."

The child looked at her timidly, his black eyes like two round grapes.

He was cold, and his face with baby fat was dyed pink, like a soft dumpling, which made people want to rub it.

This wife is too cute.

Ningning resisted the urge to hug and couldn't help but grinned. She felt that she must look like a wicked aunt at this moment.

Guru paused, lowered his head seemingly nervous, and stretched out his right hand in front of Ning Ning's eyes for a long while.

The child was holding a ball of white snow, which was crumpled into a strange shape by him. Ning Ning was trying to tell what it was, so she heard him whisper, "Huahua, to my sister."

Ningning was startled for a moment.

The voice was too soft, and the eardrums fell on the cotton, and Ning Ning felt that her heart and liver were about to be cute.

"Pei Ji, come here quickly."

After thanking him, she took Xiaohua, hooked her finger at Pei Ji, and then smiled at the boy and said, "This brother is very good at making snowmen, so he can teach you."

So the big brother who looked cold and fierce and the beautiful and gentle sister started to build a snowman with him.

Pei Ji always looks cold, and although he doesn't like to talk when facing children, his eyes are softer unconsciously.

Zheng Weiqi originally thought that Gu Lu would be afraid of him, but he did not expect Pei Ji to squat down gently until his clear boy sounded, and the children did not show any resistance.

correct.

Back in Goose City, those children only preferred him. This person seemed to have the magic power to please children, and he looked so fierce that even many adults did not dare to approach him.

Zheng Weiqi was dragged by Ning Ning to play in the snow. In the gap between her wild thoughts, she heard Ning Ning softly ask: "Sister Zheng, what are you thinking?"

Her frozen brain didn't react, and she said honestly: "Oh, I'm thinking...If you two have children in the future, it should be just like now."

Ah oh.

Zheng Weiqi finally reacted to what she said, and hurriedly raised her head, she saw two suddenly red faces.

Ningning was the first to slow down, lifted her eyes and looked at Pei Ji for a moment, then smiled and said, "It should be."

That kid Pei Ji is still blushing, why is he shy than Ningning now, tusk.

Pei Ji did not answer, holding the child's hand and teaching him to pinch a snowball.

His expression was faint, and his heart had already started beating violently and irregularly. If he had a child with Ningning—

Happy as a dream.

But I heard that having a baby hurts, so he didn't want her to suffer, and would rather find some way to transfer all the pain to himself.

The snowman piled up by the four people was quickly completed.

Gu Lu was young and weak and couldn't stand the cold for too long. Seeing him yawning, Ningning suggested, "Why don't we go to the kitchen and make him some hot food or snacks?"

When the children heard the food, their black eyes looked like little stars, and they lit up immediately.

"The snow on the ground is too thick," she touched the boy's head, "Let Brother Pei Ji carry you away, okay?"

Gu Lu doesn't like being touched by others, and will reject it out of ten.

Zheng Weiqi was about to explain, but saw her nephew spread both hands, and happily responded: "Hug."

--hateful! Before that, she had given him a snack for seven consecutive days in order to give him a hug! Pei Ji, the evil fellow!

Pei Ji has never held a child, so she can only follow the memory and imitate He Zhizhou's previous posture.

He moved awkwardly, and his palm fell on the boy, like hugging a hot cloud.

Ningning smiled and taught him: "You should hug like this—put your hands here, then stand up."

Pei Ji has a clean soap scent on her body, which is neither astringent nor greasy, especially flattering. The child buried his white and tender face in his neck, seeming to like it very much, and nuzzling it comfortably.

"If you feel bored, you can try to tell him a story."

Ningning caught a glimpse of the thin red on the auricle of the teenager, and laughed slowly: "Aren't you good at telling stories?"

"……Ok."

Pei Ji adjusted his posture jerkily, moved his right hand up the child's back, and touched his soft black hair: "Shall we tell a story, do you want to hear it?"

Gu Lu nodded obediently.

Zheng Weiqi:...

She remembered the poem He Zhizhou had read.

Ningning Peiji walked side by side, holding Xiaogu on his chest, and a dog behind him.

She was terribly staying around these three people.

*

He Zhizhou never expected that there would be someone in Lin Xun's room.

Xiao Bailong is introverted by nature. Except for a few pro-disciples under Tianxianzi's school, he doesn't seem to have much intersection with others. However, when he and Qiu Qi walked to the door, they heard a soft female voice.

Woman! Lin Xun! Mars hit the earth! Guan Gong fights aliens!

This scene is really incredible, He Zhizhou knocked on the door, and the conversation in the room stopped abruptly.

Lin Xun's voice revealed a little nervous meaning: "Come in."

When two people, one big and one small, pushed the door and entered, He Zhizhou finally saw the scene in the house clearly.

Lin Xun was sitting at the table with a formal and awkward look; opposite him sat a familiar girl who looked gentle and quiet. When she met his eyes, she blushed and said "Hello".

Just that shy look, like the female version of Lin Xun.

He Zhizhou finally remembered her identity as Yunyue Luomingshan.

He was surprised for a while: "Why can Junior Sister Yun be here?"

Moreover, Yunyue rarely spoke to others, and actually said "Hello" to him!

"She, she, her...Her family members participated in the Fairy Fair, so Xuanxu followed, and happened to meet me."

Lin Xun knew Yunyue's habits, and hurriedly took over the words for her: "Sister Yun brought a small gift to all of us, and it hasn't had time to give it to everyone."

He Zhizhou nodded clearly and explained to him his intentions.

Xiao Bailong has always had a good temper: "Of course it's okay! You can just take her to my study—Sister Yun, do you want to see it?"

In the end, the four of them went to the study together.

Lin Xun was born in the Dragon Palace and received the influence of Wen Tao Wu Lue from an early age. Poems and Fu is naturally one of them. In addition, he likes to be quiet and doesn't like to play wildly outdoors. When I live alone at home, I often take out books to read.

"Don't worry, I'll help you see which books are suitable for children."

After Lin Xun talked about it and started to read the bibliography, Qiu Qiu couldn't calm down and turned around the room.

She was small and could only see the low bookshelf. She was looking curiously when she suddenly saw a big book with weird looks.

The book was thick, bigger than her entire face, and curled up quietly in the corner, looking like a silent giant. Qiu Qiu found it interesting and struggling to pull it out.

Somehow, when Yu Guang caught sight of her here, Lin Xun at the other end of the room suddenly turned around. After seeing the book in her hand, he was even more flustered: "Wait Qiu Qi! This book can't—"

Unfortunately, I couldn't finish this sentence.

The girl had already opened the title page and pulled it hard the moment he made a sound.

What catches my eyes is a patch of whiteness.

It turned out not to be a book, but a small box with a book shape on the outside but hollowed out inside. At this moment, it was suddenly opened, and wind came in from the window, and the white paper in the box instantly fell all over the floor.

Lin Xun opened his mouth and couldn't speak, his face was filled with red tide.

"what is this?"

He Zhizhou was no less curious than Qiu Qi. He crouched and picked up one of them and subconsciously read out: "Ah, Senior Sister Yun--"

As soon as the words were spoken, I realized that something was wrong.

He Zhizhou gave a slightly awkward haha, put the letter paper back in place, and looked up at the two people not far away.

Lin Xun's face was red as he was about to bleed, a layer of water fainted in his amber pupils, and even his eyes were red.

Although Yunyue didn't know the content on that piece of paper, it was obvious that he had a look on his face, and he blushed as he understood most of it.

A heavy, inexplicable atmosphere spread in the study.

Suddenly, the child's voice sounded, Qiu Qi looked at one of the pieces of paper and read word by word: "Senior Sister Yun, Qiu Gaoqi is refreshing, most of the Xuanxu forest leaves are red. I sincerely invite you to be a guest at the teacher's door. Up?"

She couldn't understand the atmosphere between the adults, and heard that there was no sound around her. She thought that her elder brothers and sisters were listening carefully to her reading.

Encouraged, the little girl took out another one below.

"Sister Yun, I saw a beautiful raccoon cat today. It is very cute. You will love it. If you have time, why not come to Xuanxu and take a look. I will do my best to be a landlord."

Qiu Qiu scratched his head: "Who is this'Senior Sister Yun'? If my brother sent her the letter, why would he return to this study?"

Lin Xun was already going to die of shame.

He and Sister Yun have similar temperaments and similar interests, so he often exchanges letters and talks about life ideals from poems and songs.

He didn't know what day he wanted to see her suddenly. He wanted to see her very much. Sometimes he would see her in his dreams.

So Lin Xun tried to write an invitation, but he wrote, doing everything possible, with various tricks, from summer to winter, and every time he didn't have the courage to send it to her.

Qiu Qiu couldn't understand the question, and he was confused all over his eyes, so he picked up the next one.

The moment he saw the contents of the letter paper clearly, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

"Senior Sister Yun, I don't know if I have time to visit Xuan Xu."

She pursed her lips, and then smiled deeper: "Hey, I miss you very much."

Wow.

He Zhizhou wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he could only force the corner of his mouth and let out an artificial cough.

"No, it's not."

Lin Xunyu was crying, bowed his head and clenched his clothes, his voice was too soft, and he trembled unconsciously: "I...I didn't. I didn't write that ‘hey’, I’m serious...I want to tell you."

The two of them seemed to be testing the blush limit of the human body, Yun Yue didn't dare to look at him, and responded lowly: "...Hmm."

She paused, and the volume was as small as a mosquito buzzing: "I was going to follow my mother back to my natal home. This time I came to Xuanxu. I begged my father for several hours... before I was allowed to come."

So it’s not a matter of "following my family to play."

This is Yunyue's own wishes. I want to come here and I want to meet someone.

He Zhizhou felt that there was absolutely an irresistible smile in Lin Xun's eyes.

Damn it, he was terribly staying around these two people.

*

Fairy Qiu Baishuang and his wife Yunshang came out of the Xuanxu main hall, and it was almost evening.

In order to ensure absolute safety, the two children have magical instruments on their bodies, which can be determined by them.

Daughter Qiu Qiu is in the pavilion of the lake.

On a snowy day, the mystery is like a fairyland, the lake is frozen like a mirror, and the clouds are evaporating from all sides, leisurely lingering, making the lake pavilion like Qiongyu in the sky.

Qiu Qiu was holding the scripture in his hand, and He Zhizhou stood behind him. Both of them had their backs to Qiu Baishuang. He could not see the expression, but could only hear a little conversation.

"Has the ball learned to write poetry?"

He Zhizhou was energetic: "Come on, it's better to recite a poem now, and let the teacher see what you have learned!"

"Learned!"

Qiu Qiu was also proud of the spring breeze, smug: "Then, then I'll... I'll just talk about my mother!"

As a well-known beauty in the cultivation world, Fairy Yun Chang has received numerous poems, most of which were flattery. It was the first time that his own child wrote it himself.

"Hey, Qiuqiu really kisses you more."

Qiu Baishuang passed through the secret, and said with a chuckle: "Daddy is upset, I have to make up for it."

Fairy Yun Chang glanced at him angrily, but the corners of her mouth raised upward.

Qiu Kui over there has already started to compose poems: "Ho-"Ying Niang"!"

Qiu Baishuang and his wife listened carefully with smiles on their faces. During the period, they joked: "This poem should be well recorded and mounted in our study."

Soon I heard her daughter chant loudly:

"Always force me to go to school and cook like arsenic."

Fairy Yun Chang's expression was not quite right.

Qiu Baishuang changed from a smile on his face to trembling, and Guaibao not far away continued to raise his voice:

"Eat a bowl of soup, um, that... my dad fell to the ground and died!"

Children must start from childhood.

This poem is like a spell. When she finishes reciting, father is dead and mother is angry, Qiu Qiu is destined to cry and sleepless tonight.

Fairy Yun Chang's complexion was green and white, Qiu Baishuang calmed her down while comforting her, while secretly rejoicing, fortunately this poem was not called "Ying Dad".

"I have found the feeling! I can also write a song "Watching the Snow with Brother He Huxin Pavilion"!"

Qiu Kui put on rhyme, and jumped in place with excitement. He vomited at the embroidered mouth, which was half a mystery:

"The sky and the earth are vast, wrapped in makeup.

There was heavy snowfall--"

"Look, how great our daughter is! This poem is lively and light, and it sounds like it's hard to like."

Qiu Baishuang just comforted the Taoist companion beside him in a good voice, and Qiu Qi over there paused for a while, as if he was considering the next words and sentences.

As soon as he finished speaking, the childish voice sounded: "--It's just like my mother is cooking under the arsenic!"

Qiu Baishuang:...

What kind of "learning", this is completely abolished, okay! How obsessed with your mother’s food, girl!

——Although it is really ugly!

Fairy Yun Chang didn't want to pay attention to the two Huxin Pavilion literati. After rubbing his head and stomping his feet for a while, he decided to find Gu Lu elsewhere.

Gu Lu stayed with Ning Ning and Zheng Weiqi in the tea room to drink tea.

Look how good this kid is!

Fairy Yun Chang thanked him and hugged Gu Lu in his arms. Qiu Baishuang looked around and curiously said: "Strange, why didn't you see that Junior Brother Pei? I remember that he has a very good relationship with Daoist Ning."

Hearing Pei Ji's name, the child raised his head from his mother's arms and responded softly with a smile: "Brother Pei Ji said, the time is up, he is going to be a duck."

Do-duck?

Fairy Yun Chang was taken aback.

Is this a literal meaning or an extended meaning? If it means literally, immortal disciples will all bigu, shouldn't they need to eat? Is it the extended meaning?

She tentatively asked: "The disciples of the Xuanxu Sword Sect... will do this personally?"

"Yes."

Ningning smiled and said, "Although Xuan Xu is an immortal gate, it is very expensive to practice kendo. There is no other way but to rely on him."

Although the monks are generally bigu, the New Year is the joy on their lips. Most of them are poor people and don't have the money to eat a big meal. Thanks to Pei Ji who can cook, save them a lot of money.

No money...so rely on him?

Fairy Yun Chang was horrified: "Your master has no objection?"

What opinion can the master have? Does the cultivation world also have the old idea of ​​"a gentleman can't go to the kitchen", and feel that Jianxiu's cooking is a shame?

The old dross was too bad, Ning Ning hurriedly shook his head: "Master agrees with him doing this. If there is no Pei Ji, the group of our teachers will probably have no food to eat."

——It turns out that the source of all these tragedies is because Pei Ji has been frustrated by Tian Xianzi! Xuanxu Sword Sect, what a frenzied sect this is!

Fairy Yun Chang was so shocked that she only wanted to grab the ground with her head, and tightly grasped the wrist of her husband beside him.

Innocent teenagers are burdened with layers of humiliation, just to feed the next group of masters and brothers who are waiting to be fed. For example, Xianzi is no longer in her heart today, and she can't even be called a complete person, but a big-headed giant baby who is tirelessly sucking blood!

While several people were talking, they walked into a slender figure covered with snow from outside.

Pei Ji came here from the kitchen, cold all over. Xueshui melted away the smoke and fire, and Ning Ning ran to him quickly: "Is it done so soon?"

"Ok."

His tone was a little helpless, and his black eyes were filled with soft halo: "Don't touch it, it's dirty."

After all, there is a smell of oily smoke in the kitchen.

Fairy Yun Chang's heart was completely shattered.

She wanted to tell the poor child: No! Actually you are not dirty at all! What's dirty is Xuanxu, a polite school, a world as filthy as the quagmire around you! You are very clean, especially clean, especially the crystal-like transparent heart!

"What's so dirty about this?"

Ningning ignored his dodge and brushed the falling snow on the top of the boy's head on tiptoe. Seeing that his white jade face was red from the cold, he rubbed Pei Ji's face with the palm of his hand to dissipate the cold air from his body: "Is this warmer? "

"Hey, why are there so many people here?"

He Zhizhou came back with Qiu Qi, grinning with joy: "Xuanxu is so lively today, and there is a lot of laughter in the tea room. Gu Lu is my little padded jacket, and Qiu Qi is also a good baby.

This man is crazy! Fighting crazy! Speaking is obviously abnormal!

Fairy Yun Chang shivered, seeing Ning Ning whispered something to him, and then He Zhizhou smiled deeper, nodded and said: "Okay! Pei Ji is finally going to be a duck again! I count on it to live!"

He talked for a while, and continued to say: "If you have time in the future, you can teach me and Junior Brother Lin Xun some experience. You can't rely on you to feed us alone. It will be much easier for everyone to do it together."

Fairy Yun Chang was stunned.

This, this, this can actually teach experience and develop offline, the disciples of Tianxianzi's family have gone to the sea and fell! Poverty can continue to operate at this point, the Xuanxu Sword Sect is really... really disabled!

Qiu Qiu happily stepped forward to hug her when she saw her mother. He Zhizhou looked after her movements, and happened to see Fairy Yun Chang's extremely horrified face.

Although this analogy is not appropriate, she looked at Pei Ji's eyes as if staring at a heroic mother who was constantly striving to improve.

He Zhizhou scratched his head: "The city lord and the wife of the city lord, do you want to try the roast duck made by Pei Ji? He has very good craftsmanship, and we all like it very much."

Roast duck made.

Hey duck, I made a mistake about the duck.

Fairy Yun Chang took her daughter's little hand, and replied in a daze, "Oh...good."

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A lot of kids and social terrorist groups who want to see! If you directly write about their two children, the time span is too big, hahaha, it is probably this way of getting along with a baby in the future.

There should be [Pei Ji when I was a child came to Xuanxu] and [Newly Married] that were spotted by a lot of people. If I still have some ideas, I will add them. Welcome to leave a message!

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