Chapter 1770: Farming to Make Money to Support the Ancestors! Twenty Three

The ancestor who was poked in the waist looked down at the long-necked pot, then raised his hand, pressed against the mouth of the long-necked pot, and pushed it out.

"What to do?" Bai Xingjian frowned, pressed his hand against the long-necked pot, and confronted the little girl.

Chu Ci blinked her eyes and raised her eyebrows when she heard him ask, "I haven't asked you what you want to do yet."

Come and sniff.

This was the first day the two of them met, and he had just blown up her kitchen, and now he came over to sniff her. He really didn't have any self-consciousness, well, the kind of self-consciousness that he felt like he was a pervert?

Even if you are familiar with it, you can't be so familiar with it, right?

If she hadn't known that this guy was her man and knew the details, he would have been punched out by her before.

He clenched his little fist, still holding the kettle in his hand.

The ancestor paused, and after looking at the little girl's expression, he felt a little conscious. Finally, he felt that something was wrong. The ancestor, who was stunned by the aura of the little girl, took a careful step back.

Trying hard not to look like a pervert, he coughed lightly and said, "You have an extra smell."

But such a sentence made the ancestor look more like a pervert.

After all, who would smell the scent of someone they just met?

The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched, and now she really wanted to hit him.

Why does this guy talk so irritatingly?

If you don't know how to speak, don't speak.

Pretending to be aloof might be better than now.

With this thought, Chu Ci picked up the pot in his hand, then raised his hand and took out the golden elixir with red patterns that he had been holding in his hand.

"Is this what you're talking about?"

The little girl tilted her head. The kettle that had been put away by the little girl just now was now held in her arms.

And the little girl just poked him with the sharp spout of the kettle.

Although he didn't say it on the surface, he was obviously regarded as a bad guy.

The ancestor, who was guarded by the little girl and still had a piece of ashes on his face at the moment, looked at the little girl's appearance and fell into deep reflection.

It seems that I didn't do it very well before and scared the little girl, so I have to be more careful in the future.

The ancestor thought this, and after reflecting, he put away the emotions in his eyes, still holding on to the dust, to look at the elixir held in the little girl's hand.

The color of the elixir was a little dark, but it was this dark golden and dark red color. The little girl's white and tender hands were even whiter, and even at first glance, it was a bit dazzling.

Bai Xingjian, whose attention was temporarily attracted, paused and said unconsciously, "So Bai..."

Chu Ci:......

Where are you looking? ?

Bai Xingjian:......

No, please listen to my explanation.

The ancestor looked serious, "I mean your hands are white."

Oh, you might as well just admit that you are a pervert, well, an old pervert.

The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched, and she threw the elixir in his hand. She looked a little angry. She put her pot on her shoulder with her backhand, turned around, and planned to go to the spiritual field to search for other things. A spiritual plant suitable for refining medicine.

The ancestor who was left behind also realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his words, as if something was getting darker and darker.

Finally, he frowned slightly and caught the pill thrown by Chu Ci.