Qingyin covered her stomach, her little face wrinkled, making her feel very aggrieved child, "There is no oil in her stomach."
Lian was stunned, and did not answer Qingyin, but just stood up and walked out.
Looking at the master's back as he suddenly left, Qingyin suddenly felt like she had eaten a fly.
Could it be that the master ignored her and left like that?
Qingyin looked up at the beams of the roof, wanting to cry without tears.
Just as she was about to walk out, she was surprised to find that the master who had suddenly left was back.
However, this time, he had an extra meal plate on his hand.
"This is..." As the master walked in, Qingyin stared at the three plates of side dishes and a bowl of white rice on the plate in surprise.
Just now, did the master go out and cook for her?
Lian took out the food one by one and greeted the little disciple who was standing stupidly, "Come here and eat."
"Oh!" Qingyin nodded dullly and walked over and sat down.
After taking the chopsticks handed over by the master, Qingyin also felt like dreaming.
It was not until the fragrant rice was stuffed into his mouth that Qingyin felt that the dream was very realistic and couldn't help but ask: "Master, you can't cast spells when you cooked so quickly, right?"
Lian sat cross-legged with her legs and closed her eyes. When she heard her little disciple comment on the food he cooked, he raised his eyes lazily and glanced at her, "What do you think?"
The ingredients for cooking are all ready-made, and he just used a spell to make the food cooked quickly.
The little disciple has not been stained with rice grains for a month, so he is naturally worried that the child will be hungry.
Qingyin snatched the rice and said vaguely: "Whether it is the master casting spells or making them with his own hands, the disciple will find it delicious."
Lian's lips curled up slightly and slowly closed her eyes.
The food made by Lian is very suitable for Qingyin's appetite.
Soon, she ate three stacks of side dishes and a bowl of white rice.
In her words, I don’t even have to wash the dishes.
Seeing that the little disciple had finished eating, but had no intention of leaving, Lian, who was meditating quietly, couldn't help but open her eyes again.
When I raised my eyes, I saw the little disciple smiling at me, looking at me with something to say.
"There is something else?" Lian asked.
Qingyin first smiled obediently, then lay in front of Lian, pulled Lian's sleeves and shook them gently: "Master, if you go to Donghai tomorrow, please join the disciple! The disciple promises,
You will definitely not cause trouble for your master!”
As the Qingyin swayed, Lian's body moved with the waves.
Seeing the little disciple acting so cutely, Lian couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Seeing that the master did not react at all, Qingyin decided to increase his horsepower and continue to use his ability to act spoiled.
This time, she no longer pulled Lian's sleeves, but changed to holding his arms, and then used her young daughter's tender voice to act softly and said: "Good Master, you can follow your disciple!
I really won't cause trouble for you! If I go to Donghai as I wish this time, my disciple promises to work harder and harder after coming back! I will never lose your face by Master."
Lian sighed in her heart.
The little disciple has said that this is the case, can he still refuse?
"I promise to be my master first, go to the Dragon Palace, don't walk around at will. Wherever you go, you will follow me. You must never leave my master's sight? But you understand?" Lian told me lightly.
As long as the young disciple follows you obediently, there will be no big deal.
Of course, this is just Lian thinking so.
How did he think that his little disciple was just a child with a strong sense of playfulness?