Qingdou immediately admitted her mistake: "I was wrong, I won't make it again next time.

Coriander was very serious, and her expression reminded Feng Zhuoxi of the old pedantics in Qimang Book Garden.

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

Qingdou quickly said, "They are the ones holding the tokens of adults."

Coriander glanced at them, blinked a few times, and said, "Is that so? Why do I feel like I have seen you somewhere? But you are too young to know me. After all, I haven't been here for two hundred years."[

When Feng Zhuoxi heard this, he glanced at Mu Jiu and thought to himself that this person was less than two hundred years old.

Mu Jiu naturally knew what she was thinking, so he quickly sent a message to the secret: "Madam, don't worry, for my husband, I am only twenty years old."

Feng Zhuoxi reached out and pinched his waist. Mu Jiu groaned and then became honest.

Hearing Mu Jiu's muffled, Coriander said, "Why are you injured? Qingdou, what are you waiting for? Take someone in and treat him quickly!"

Qingdou helped Mu Jiu from Feng Zhuoxi with some grievance and said, "Last time I asked if I could take the little animals to the house as a guest. You said no, I won't ask clearly this time. What if you beat me up?"

Coriander's face was even more powerful: "Can that be the same? They have tokens from adults, that is the adults' guests, and we must serve them well."

Qingdou quickly pulled Mu Jiu and rushed towards the house. The speed was really comparable to that of a missile.

Coriander turned her face and looked at Feng Zhuoxi and said, "Then, this guest, please come with me for a cup of tea. Wait for them for a while and then you will come out."

Feng Zhuoxi said: "Okay, I'm here to help you."

This coriander doesn't look like a human, but like a puppet, but she has never seen such a perfect puppet, so she is not sure for a moment.

Coriander slowly floated towards the other side of the house and said, "You don't have to doubt that I am a puppet, and I should be the first puppet in this world. I was made by my wife and the soul infused by the adults, so I don't look like a puppet, but I can't grow, nor do I need to eat, drink, and sleep."

Feng Zhuoxi nodded: "So that's how it is."

Coriander looked at Feng Zhuoxi again, with a little confused look in his eyes. He said, "Have I really never 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 seen you. Maybe someone you know looks very similar to me?"

Cilantro shook her head and said, "Everyone I know looks better than you, although you are already very good."

Feng Zhuoxi smiled and thought to himself that, after all, the people he had met must be gods, almost perfect existences, not to mention appearance.

Seeing that Feng Zhuoxi didn't speak, Cilantro thought she was unhappy because someone had told him before that women didn't like others saying that they were not good-looking, so she said, "I'm not saying you are not good-looking."
Chapter completed!