Chapter 8: Boxes

"It seems like there will be a lot of dumping." The emperor pretended to be casual

The ability of women made him a little uneasy, even though he always knew that his tilt was special, maybe it was because of the love in his heart that made him feel inferior.

"Nope!" The Spirit denied it.

Shubo said that men need self-esteem.

The woman's decisive denial was something he had not expected at all.

She's as cute as ever!

"What was Tilt just seeing?" He remembered that on the way back, she looked in a certain direction.

"People." Lingtian replied honestly.

"Oh? Maybe they were sent over to find out. The emperor's voice was a little cold.

"It's okay, I can't find it." A woman said with certainty.

With her, mosquitoes are not allowed to fly in.

“········” The man chuckled lowly.

"It's a bit of a pity that I'm wearing this dress today." Ling Qian looked at the clothes he wore to show off to some people.

"It's okay, just show me." The man reached out to pull her.

The girl's white and cute fingers made him love it, and he couldn't wait to pull it in the palm of his hand from time to time.

"You're tired today, I'll take you up to rest." With that, the emperor took the person into the bedroom.

Ling Qian was a little confused, and this man's thinking jumped too fast.

"I have some work to take care of, maybe I'll be back later, you have to be good. Huh?" The emperor's voice had a smug charm, and every time he wanted her to do something, he would use it to 'deceive' people.

Hmph, man, there's a ghost!

"Okay. Remember to take care of yourself~" However, the girl smiled sweetly, which made the emperor feel a kind of hair.

Maybe it's an illusion.

When the man left, Ling's eyes flashed with an unknown light. It seems that the well-behaved person just now is not her.

She silently walked over to her suitcase, opened it, and took out the cutie she had always treasured. She had smuggled it from the Ling family, so a certain man didn't know what she had brought.

The wooden box of small purple leaf sandalwood is carved with unknown flowers and plants, and has a unique hidden buckle design. A two-palm-sized box was lying quietly in the palm of her hand.

Lingtian slowly opened the wooden box, and a unique, fresh, and vitality fragrance wafted out.

Looking inside, there is a miniature world of flowers and plants.

Listen closely, and a bunch of chirps coming out of the box.

Lingtian put the box under the table lamp, and the tiny flower vines inside suddenly crawled out of the box, and the transparent flower buds that had not yet opened slowly stretched, and the faint green leaves brought people the ultimate sensory impact.

Ling Qian watched the changes in the box, and the corners of his eyes curled slightly.

"Little cuties, na, get up, it's me who is not good, it took so long to let you breathe." The girl's gentle tone drifted lightly across the box.

There was nothing in the box except for strange flowers and plants.

"Oh, shall I give you nectar? You see·····" Lingtian's little finger hooked a small bottle of liquid.

Because the cap is not tightly twisted, a sweet smell comes out of the bottle.

There were some squeezing sounds in the box, and I saw a few small heads popping out, with small arms and legs, and silver wings behind them, shining in the light. One of them spread its wings and flew in front of Ling Lean, his expression a little aggrieved. Hey, can you not be aggrieved? It's been closed for days.

Ling Qian looked a little weak, and hurriedly said: "I really can't find a chance these days, I won't be next time, will the babies forgive me?" ”

The woman's beautiful face has a flattering and cute expression.

The cute elf looked at a certain woman, looked at a few in the box, looked at the nectar in her hand, and then solemnly ······ Nod.

It's all about the nectar! Hum!

Ling Qian suddenly laughed, and hurriedly poured the small bottle of nectar into the stamen of the box.

Looking at this group of little guys with a little temper, Lingtian supported his chin with satisfaction.

When these cuties finish eating, they fly around her, much like a fairy tale. But they are not fairy tales, they really exist around Lingtian, they are the children she raised.

One of them was still nested in her palm, and Lingtian stretched out his little tail finger and touched it, and the elf immediately turned his back to her, and his wings shook and trembled.

"Coco, I want you to look at someone." The elves don't move.

"Ahem, he's my husband, the one I told you before the wedding." Hearing Lingtian say this, the elf who was playing around also flew to her palm and stopped.

A few cuties suddenly let out a chirping 'discussion' sound.

Lingtian looked at them with a feeling of embarrassment.

After a while, he asked, "Agreed?" ”

Several elves looked at each other and nodded, before Lingtian had time to be happy, a childish voice sounded in his head: "We are together." ”

waht?

"No, you'll be discovered!" There are too many targets, it's hard to hide.

"They can't see us."

Even so, what if you meet someone who is capable?

"Can you just go?" Lingtian still wants to discuss.

"No, Nannan is going, and Yaya is going." The head is a bit big.

"What about Nuan Nuan?" The Spirit leaned over to the quietest of all.