Saturday, March 16th.

A cosy weekend is always a lazy feeling.

Even the sunlight near noon became lazy, slowly falling into Yan Qingqing's bedroom, full of soft golden yellow.

On the bed, one big and one small are still asleep.

It's just that Yao'er fell asleep, turned sideways, and slapped her restless little hand on Yan Qingqing's face.

Yan Qingqing opened her eyes at this time, looking sleepy-eyed.

first removed Yao'er's hand, then sat up, looking at the sky outside the window, showing a little helplessness.

In the Ten Thousand Realms of Cultivating Immortals, she would never have slept so deeply, let alone let Yao'er touch her face.

Yan Qingqing herself also realized that she was changing little by little.

To be precise, because of Yao'er, she made a change and took the initiative to adapt to the urban life of the earth.

If there was no Yao'er, Yan Qingqing would choose to retreat and cultivate, leaving all mundane things behind. Until you reach the cultivation realm that can cross the earth, you can find a way to return to the immortal world.

"Mommy...... Good morning ......"

When Yan Qingqing was sighing, Yao'er's milky voice came.

She looked down and saw that Yao'er had woken up.

Yao'er rubbed her confused eyes with both hands, as if she hadn't slept enough, and still wanted to sleep. But when he saw Mommy looking at herself, she squeezed out a cute smile at Yan Qingqing.

Looking at this scene, although Yan Qingqing's face was expressionless, her heart was full of strangeness.

No wonder all the motivation of the silly girl and the source of all happiness are in Yao'er.

"Yao'er, it's ten o'clock in the morning, it's not early, get up quickly. Don't let me tell you the story of the big black dog, that's all for it. In short, to sum it up in two words, stupid and stupid. ”

Yan Qingqing said as she threw the clothes Yao'er was going to wear today on the bed.

Since Yao'er was three years old, the silly girl taught her to dress and brush her teeth.

So Yan Qingqing didn't need to do this, but she remembered last night, and she had a very headache.

Last night, she came back with Yao'er in her arms, and Yao'er was still asleep.

Originally, Yan Qingqing wanted her to continue sleeping, but she woke up when she washed her face.

Last night's sudden situation also made Yan Qingqing realize that Yao'er had to start cultivating immortals.

Just woke up, so he taught her a more profound nine-character mantra, but Yao'er had to listen to the story of the big black dog cultivating the immortal world.

After telling her, she will obediently practice the nine-character mantra.

At that time, Yan Qingqing was speechless, isn't this a stupid girl's trick to deal with Yao'er, and now she has been learned and put into practice by Yao'er.

After an hour of talking, the story has been told, and Yao'er seems to be tired of listening, and even incarnates 100,000 whys.

For example, the big black dog, knowing that its owner Yan Ziyou is very powerful, why does he often pounce on it and bite the owner and other questions.

At that time, Yan Qingqing was actually very tired and wanted to sleep.

It is true that she is an immortal cultivator, but her cultivation is at a low level and she has not transcended the mortal stage, so she naturally needs to rest.

Fortunately, in the end, Yao'er also felt sleepy, so she reluctantly and reluctantly learned the nine-character mantra.

To Yan Qingqing's satisfaction, under her teaching, Yao'er can communicate with the immortal qi of heaven and earth by learning words.

However, for the time being, he did not open up the cultivation meridians for Yao'er, and laid a good foundation first.

Yan Qingqing is waiting for a good time to open up for her.

"Yao'er, hurry up and get dressed, brush your teeth, Mommy go down to buy breakfast, and come back soon."

Yan Qingqing had already dressed herself, speaking of which, this women's clothing was quite awkward at first, but now she is a little used to it.

However, she had just taken a few steps when she was stopped by Yao'er.

"Mommy, is Uncle Shuai here today?"

Yan Qingqing is full of black lines, which pot is not opened.