Chapter 817 Don't Want to Cultivate Immortals, I Want to Cultivate You [60]

Although it was Bai Chi's first attempt, after Shen Wanqing's advice, he became more proficient in manipulating the changing Baiyun.

After Shen Wanqing taught for a while, she waved her hand, "Okay, I won't practice anymore. Just lie down and rest."

Saying that, Shen Wanqing yelled again, "Enjoy the tranquility now, and when your uncle Zhou comes, neither of us will be clean."

Bai Chi, who had just been sitting on top of the white clouds, paused suddenly, and he narrowed his eyes suddenly.

The slender and thick eyelashes became thicker and deeper as the eyes narrowed slightly.

A dark color suddenly appeared in the dark and gloomy pupils, strange and evil.

The gentle and gentle young man concealed the danger and terror in his eyes, and there was still an unhurried smile on his brows and eyes.

Bai Chi put his hands on his cheeks, and the smile on the beautiful and delicate young man's eyes was pure and beautiful. He pretended not to care and asked, "Will Uncle Zhou come every day from now on? Master."

Hearing this, Shen Wanqing lazily let out a hache, "Who knows? They've been here for a few days anyway..."

As Shen Wanqing said, she rolled her eyes in disgust.

It made her not even take a good nap these days, and she came every afternoon, which was so annoying.

She snorted dissatisfied, and wanted to eat something when she was in a bad mood.

After thinking about it, Shen Wanqing took out two packs of Weilong, a few packs of small spicy fish, and two cans of Wangzai milk from his sleeves.

Then she threw one of them to Bai Chi, and she said, "Go on."

Bai Chi took the snacks and Wangzai milk, opened a can of Wangzai milk very calmly, sat there and drank obediently.

748 watched Shen Wanqing take out those snacks helplessly, his heart became numb.

How could it not know that the host secretly hid these snacks again?

Harm, forget it. Anyway, it was only shown in front of the patron's father, not in front of others.

No way, no way!

Shen Wanqing drank Wangzai's milk, and suddenly tilted her head to look at the obedient boy sitting beside her. She licked the milk-stained water drops on her lips, and asked Bai Chi with a smile, "Is it good? Bai Xiaochi .”

"Yeah." Bai Chi glanced at him and nodded with a chuckle.

The two were basking in the sun, eating snacks, drinking Wangzai milk, and chatting.

Suddenly, Zhou Xiaoxing's voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Sixth Junior Sister."

Hearing Zhou Xiaoxing's voice, Shen Wanqing rolled her eyes and sighed, "Here we come."

Hearing this, Bai Chi narrowed his eyes faintly, and looked sideways at Shen Wanqing, "If Master doesn't want Master Zhou to come, I don't think it's easy to say it, but disciple can do it."

"No, no, let him come if he wants to." Shen Wanqing shook his head and refused.

Bai Chi frowned, his eyes darkened a bit, he pursed his lips and said calmly, "Why?"

Hearing Bai Chi's question, Shen Wanqing scratched her head in embarrassment, "Why... just... just..."

Shen Wanqing hesitated a little, but the young man pursed his lips and tugged at her sleeve with his fingertips, "Master..."

The sleeve was pulled, she was startled.

She turned her eyes to look at Bai Chi, but suddenly met the young man's wet black eyes.

His long eyebrows are like willows, and his black eyes are very beautiful. It seems that because of his unhappy appearance, the dark and deep pupils appear even deeper, secretly.

The thick long eyelashes drooped slightly, her lips were pursed, and her white and slender fingertips were carefully hooking her sleeves.

It looks pathetic.

The beauty bowed her head aggrieved, "Master obviously doesn't like Senior Uncle Zhou coming over, why would Uncle Zhou come here?"