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Chapter 225: The Coquettish Fox Lying in Her Arms (17)

Chapter 225 The charming fox lies in my arms (17)

Author: Shu Yuhua

After putting herself to death and resurrecting, Bai Qingzhi turned her head and looked at Chu Yi, who was looking towards her.

Her eyes were full of trust. Bai Qingzhi did not want to deceive Chu Yi and had to let him cooperate with the plan.

Qingyue pulled Bai Qingzhi, "What if he doesn't cooperate? Do you know what the consequences will be?"

"I know, but he must know the process." The word "deception" will shatter a person's trust.

It is not easy to establish trust. Bai Qingzhi has confidence in Chu Yi and can perform this scene well.

After Qingyue left, Bai Qingzhi took Chu Yi and talked in detail.

As usual, Chu Yi didn't have too many emotions.

"Do you agree or not?"

Leaning in Chu Yi's arms, fox ears popped out, rubbed Chu Yi's shoulders, and scratched Chu Yi's chin.

Being tickled, Chu Yi hugged Bai Qingzhi and comforted her softly.

Acting is not difficult, but he lost his memory. People in the fairy world are no different from strangers to Chu Yi.

[Host, in fact, if you don’t say it, Chu Yi will turn to you. In the fairy world, Chu Yi doesn’t want to stay at all]

Even if his memory is restored, Chu Yi is used to freedom, how could he return to this place with so many rules?

Leaning in Chu Yi's arms, Bai Qingzhi adjusted her position to make herself sleep more comfortable.

In seven days, Qingyue is extremely efficient.

Qingyue was afraid that frequent visits would arouse suspicion, so Qingyue ordered the maid to bring delicious food to Xuanling and put the secret message under the plate.

In the eyes of outsiders, Qingyue sent delicious food to Xuanling every day, thinking that the thousand-year-old iron tree was blooming, and he was preparing to attack Xuanling, the mountain eagle.

One is arrogant, the other is full of people.

Qingyue is just like her name, Qingfengmingyue is like a cloud of nothingness in the sky, coming and going with the wind.

Xuan Ling is the opposite of her.

He likes to travel around the mountains and rivers, and disappears from time to time. The Emperor of Heaven asks Xuan Ling to do something, and Xuan Ling immediately goes to the human world to play for three and a half years.

The soles of my feet were smeared with at least six or seven layers of oil.

Besides playing, Xuan Ling's other hobby is eating.

The entire fairy world knew that what Qingyue did was a prick to Xuanling's heart.

Everyone watched the fun and gossiped one by one. No one knew that such a good show would happen in a few days.

"I pay my respects to the Xuanling God. Today my family's God ordered me to deliver it."

"Here, put it over there."

After pointing out the location to the maid, Xuan Ling's eyes returned to the ancient books.

Today there is a different maid, the purses are the same, but the appearance is more delicate than the one yesterday.

The maid put down the food box and exited. Xuan Ling opened the lid, sniffed it and shouted, "Come here, dear disciple, let's see what's delicious."

Everyone knows that the Xuanling God raised a little fox.

What kind of master is what kind of apprentice? I heard that the little fox, like Xuan Ling, especially loves food.

The maid held the plate and secretly rejoiced when she turned around and bumped into an immortal king.

Looking up, the plate in the maid's hand immediately fell to the ground.

Ming Yuan used his magic to control the plate and returned it to the maid.

"Greetings to Immortal Lord Mingyuan."

"Nothing, are you the maid of Qingyue God?"

The maids in the fairy world are usually distinguished by their purses.

Qingyue and Xuanling are both at the level of gods. The maids who serve them have more exquisite purses and bolder and more colorful colors.

Mingyuan asked a few questions and let the maid leave.

Everyone said that Mr. Yuanxian's happiness was unpredictable, and his maid Hun'er lost seven points, could not walk steadily, and almost fell to the ground.

It's not good to offend anyone, but don't offend the person in front of you.

The door is closed, and Ming Yuan has many ways to spy on what's going on inside.

Long time no see, I have lost weight.

There are several snacks placed in the food box. The second layer is steamed fish, followed by glutinous rice.

The fish raised in Tianchi water have delicious meat. Eating them can make people feel refreshed physically and mentally and increase their cultivation.

The rice used in glutinous rice is raised by water from Tianchi Lake and has a sweet taste. It is cooked with various grains and beans, and the diced meat is not prominent among them.

"Not bad, her fish is better than yours."

"Hey, you're a heavy-handed friend, but you're not right, I'm not your friend-loving, erotic-but-distinguished disciple. What's wrong with my cooking?"

Bai Qingzhi was indignant.

Every time Chu Yi eats cleanly, it's because the chef doesn't know how to taste, not because her food is not delicious.

The pursuit of delicious food to the extreme can make Xuan Ling say such words. Bai Qingzhi picked up the chopsticks and pinched the fish's face.

Fish gills move a lot every day, and the meat in this area is the most delicious.

The original flavor of the ingredients is very outstanding. Qingyue didn't use much seasoning. To put it simply, it was washed and steamed in a pot, and finally it was taken out of the pot and sprinkled with chopped green onion.

Is this delicious? Bai Qingzhi likes heavy food, but it’s not that she can’t eat light food. She always feels that the chef is somewhat complimentary in it.

"Master, is your mind okay?"

Suddenly being asked this by his apprentice, Xuan Ling stopped and reacted by picking up the chopsticks and hitting Bai Qingzhi on the forehead.

It's not very strong, but it still hurts.

"I'm not wrong, the fishy smell is obviously very strong."

"Where is it heavy? I think there is something wrong with your sense of taste. This fish is eaten in its original form and has its original taste. Otherwise, next time you make it, ask Qingyue to come over and try it."

It's not impossible, Bai Qingzhi is quite willing to share it with others.

Qingyue doesn't have many technical skills when cooking food, which may be related to her own taste. Bai Qingzhi thinks it's not tasty enough, but Xuanling thinks it's just right.

It's hard not to make people wonder if Xuan Ling spent all these days hiding in the woods and chewing grass.

Wild vegetables are delicious, but you have to know how to cook them.

[It’s unlikely. Host, your master is very lazy. He probably thinks he’s getting old and needs to pay attention to his health]

Based on the system's understanding of Xuan Ling, it would be good if the surroundings are not cooked. Don't expect him to be able to live and cook.

The original owner almost choked to death, and that meal was made by Xuan Ling.

I would rather believe that the world will fall into pieces than believe that Xuan Ling can cook. It’s good if he doesn’t eat himself to death. Xuan Ling prefers Huo Huo to others.

When it came to eating fish, Xuan Ling rolled up his sleeves and showed off his strong muscles to Bai Qingzhi.

"You, master, and I, have built up a lot of muscles just to be able to handle the pot more smoothly."

"Stop it," Bai Qingzhi covered his mouth. The next words probably didn't sound good, "Master, please save your time and don't embarrass yourself. If you want to eat, I will cook it, or you can send someone to tell Qingyue

God will do it for you."

The master and apprentice were laughing and joking in the main hall. Through the door, Ming Yuan showed a relieved smile.

"You're gone, can you please take your paw away from me?"

Obediently, Bai Qingzhi withdrew her hand, patted her sleeves, and sat upright.

Ming Yuan stepped into the Xuan Ling area. As the master, Xuan Ling naturally knew who was outside the door.

Using soup to write on the table, Xuan Ling was glad that his apprentice was smart and cooperated well in the play.

[The host is a bit troublesome. This Mingyuan likes the original owner, and he likes it to the point of perversion. I'm afraid he will find out that you are not the original owner. Do you think he will rub his neck with you? 】

Yes, maybe not.
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