The movements are skilful and natural, and he doesn't look back the whole time.

The sugar gourd voluntarily ran away, and Bai Jiao knew that there was no way to catch it up, so he landed next to Ansu with a few flying steps from high in the air.

"Don't be sad, Xianmen will compensate you."

After Bai Jiao stood still, he comforted Ansu for the first time.

"Master, you don't have to." When Ansu heard this, why did her eyelids keep jumping?

"That's it."

Bai Jiao bowed his head slightly, taking Ansu's refusal as an embarrassment, so he didn't give her another chance to refuse, and stepped into the void.

"Bai Wei, don't refuse the kindness of your master."

A group of small radish heads came up to comfort Ansu.

Ansu has become the benchmark of Tianshuimen for the sake of Xianmen, and was once praised by several masters.

Ansu: This is definitely a misunderstanding.

At this time, the system prompt of the mission finally came.

[Side quest: Promote the relationship between the male and female protagonists. 】

An Su smiled coolly, he really didn't want to have any face at all, and he dared to release the task of promoting feelings, which could not be objectively determined.

It's still a side quest, so isn't the story of the main story happening yet?

"Bai Wei?" Qianchao quietly approached Ansu, his upright personality made him unable to say comforting words, and the Bai Wei he knew was an ordinary girl who grinned and loved to smile.

Although he also thinks that this matter is a bit excessive, but Bai Wei, it should be fine, right?

"What's wrong?" Ansu, who was walking in front, stopped and turned his head to look at Qianchao.

Seeing that there was no unnatural look on Ansu's face, Qianchao breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, let's go back and rest early."

Ansu nodded, and complained in his heart that the boys he met were all mothers-in-law and mothers, the last world's big pig's trotters were, and so did Xiao Zhengtai Qianchao.

It turned out that the small courtyard of the original owner was only separated by a wall from Qianchao's courtyard, so the two walked in the same direction, but Qianchao did not stand side by side with Ansu, and carefully followed two meters behind him.

"Good night."

When Ansu closed the door, he accidentally met Qianchao's eyes, so he said goodnight softly.

"Good night."

Qianchao was stunned for a moment, and only replied with a good night for a long time.

Ansu gently closed the door, skillfully closed the live broadcast room, took a shower and slept.

In the middle of the night, Ansu, who was sleeping soundly, opened her eyes suddenly, kicked a tender white object out of bed with a kick of her long legs.

"Woo woo ~ it hurts."

I saw the object hugging itself and hugging itself in the corner, crying like a baby.

"Aren't you leaving, what are you going to do when you come back?" Ansu lifted the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed, only the faint moonlight in the room was not enough to illuminate Ansu's face.

But momentum is not something that can be seen with the eyes.

"I can't bear you." A small white group got up from the ground with difficulty, touched his aching lotus buttocks, and looked at Ansu with a pair of misty eyes.

Isn't this a sugar gourd that ran away during the day?

"Tell the truth." A cold glow appeared in An Su's hand, and the long knife appeared out of thin air, but this time the momentum of the knife was different from before.

After injecting aura, it was terrifying.

The sugar gourd squeezed down two golden beans, looked at Ansu with a look of grievance, and said in a dumb voice: "I was bitten by that stupid dog." ”

The sugar gourd obediently raised a little fat leg, and Ansu had a keen eyesight, and easily saw the tooth marks on the sugar gourd's thigh.

"You won't tell your master? What's the use of running every day? ”

"Woo woo woo ~ Do you believe that a one-month-old pug bit a thousand-meter-old lotus root?" The soul of the sugar gourd asked if he was wronged.

"You're leaving, but you're pretty sharp." Ansu gently hooked the corners of her lips, she was still a timid lotus essence, but she was quite self-aware.

It's a shame to live for a thousand years and be bitten by a dog for a month.

"Then you go find another master." Ansu didn't like to bring a drag bottle, so she asked her to find someone else.

"I think you're the best~ woo." The sugar gourd cried and rubbed next to Ansu, and slowly attacked Ansu's feet and hugged Ansu's calf.

"Then I'll have cold lotus root slices for breakfast?" The knife in Ansu's hand was eerie, as cold as death.

Early the next morning, about half an hour after Ansu packed up and changed her clothes, the live broadcast room automatically opened.

The live broadcast room opened less than half a minute before a large number of viewers poured in.

Today's wood is scum: this is not yesterday's donkey anchor...... Lotus root essence?

The wood is finally no longer scummy: Wow, the anchor went to Xuanyimen in the middle of the night and caught the sugar gourd?

Pompeii's Jade Exquisiteness: Is it so exciting? There was no live broadcast?

Durian Xiaolian: Oh~ The anchor secretly did bad things and didn't take us.

Ansu glanced at the screen twice, really when she was a rare sugar gourd? Heh, it's just nowhere to lose.

Although he hated sugar gourds, Ansu didn't forget to serve rice to sugar gourds, using Ansu's explanation: It's not good to starve to death.

Ansu only steamed a pot of eight-treasure rice with the original owner's whole grains and sugar in the morning, and she ate ten bowls by herself.

Even the small sugar gourd has eaten eight bowls, and in terms of volume, three bowls of rice are already equivalent to its volume, but after eating, it only has a round belly.

"Hiccup~" Sugar Gourd lay on Ansu's table and burped when he was full of food and drink, and licked the white rice in his mouth comfortably, and even stilted his legs.

The two round calves were overlapped together, and he hummed in his mouth: "I'm too full to eat, I can't walk." ”

Although it is a scoundrel, this soft and cute little appearance is a circle of fans!

A kind of aunt powder in the live broadcast room has already rewarded tens of thousands of credits for sugar gourds.

After eating, An Su saw that it was almost the time for Bai Jiao to teach the immortal method, so he let the sugar gourd into his sleeve and went straight to the place where the little radish heads learned the exercises yesterday.

"Bai Wei." Qianchao saw Ansu walk in and said hello.

Although the two live closely, there is a difference between men and women, and Qianchao is embarrassed to invite Ansu to class every day.

"Na, take care of him for a few days before he finds a new owner." Ansu shook his sleeves, and the sugar gourd jumped from Ansu's sleeve to the chest of the little beautiful man.

"It's ......" Qianchao looked incredulous.

"It knew the path from the Phantom Pool to the Cool Pool, and ran back on its own." Ansu spread his hands helplessly, this thing is so unreliable.

At this time, Bai Jiao had already sat on the lotus platform, and Qianchao was not good to ask Ansu more.

Bai Jiao still gave a lecture in the morning as he did yesterday, but he didn't mention what Ansu's reward was.

"Chengyu, let's go to the orchard to pick peaches this afternoon." Bai Jiao stood up from the lotus platform, explained the afternoon's tasks and left.

The huge immortal gate also needs to operate, so the low-level disciples go to the orchard to pick fresh fruits and the like every afternoon class.

This arrangement is indeed suitable, which can not only train the trainees, but also create value for Tianshuimen.

But when it comes to sugar gourds, it's not so suitable.

It's really edible! Who's the glutton?