It's really a bit wronged, why only one tree has grown, so she is really embarrassed to open her mouth with the snow boy in front of her.

If there are ten or eight trees, she can be cheeky and ask for one and a half trees from the other party.

Although he was very reluctant, he still handed the Hanlian Immortal Grass to Jun Aohan.

"Here's it."

Jun Aohan didn't accept it.

He glanced at Ye Qingli in surprise.

"Don't you want it?"

Doesn't this girl want this fairy grass very much? Why did he go to all the trouble to get it, and she didn't want it anymore?

"You snatched it from the python, so, it should be yours."

Although Ye Qingli looked reluctant, she still resolutely stuffed it into Jun Aohan's hand.

She's not the kind of person who has a dead face.

Moreover, what if this great god is angered and slaps himself to death.

She wants to live a few more days.

"I gave it to you."

Jun Aohan waved his hand.

"Give it to me?"

Ye Qingli's eyes widened, at this moment, her admiration for this snow boy was really like a surging river, endless......

This great god is really magical!

It took so many dangers to pick this Langyuan fairy grass, and he actually said that he didn't want it, and he gave it away?

Such a big pie smashed on his head, which made Ye Qingli a little incredulous.

"Really give it to me?"

"Of course."

"Uh...... I know I'm a little charming, but it's not enough for a god like you, right? ”

Ye Qingli had a feeling of blushing.

She knows very well that she is not the kind of beauty who captivates the country and the city, why should people stuff such a tempting thing into their hands.

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief!

Although Ye Qingli understands that she really has nothing to plan for, she always has an unrealistic feeling when such a big pie hits her head.

"Really?"

"Hmm."

Ye Qingli said resolutely with an expression of resisting temptation.

"Hmmm......"

Jun Aohan's face was expressionless, as if he was thinking about something.

Ye Qingli glanced at him a little strangely.

The temper of these masters and gods is generally very strange, is it his habit? Is it a gift-giving fetish?

Ye Qingli suddenly regretted her decision just now, anyway, it was given to herself, don't be in vain.

I wonder if I can take back what I just said......

At this time, Jun Aohan had already taken over the Langyuan Immortal Grass from Ye Qingli's hands.

"Well, since you insist on not accepting it, then I won't force it."

Ye Qingli had an urge to take her words back.

Actually, she still wants this fairy grass very much......

"In this way, let me ask you a question, if you can answer me, this Langyuan Immortal Grass is even a gift from me."

"Okay."

Ye Qingli was worried in his heart, and he didn't know what weird question he was going to ask himself.

Didn't you think of some way to play yourself?

"What's the problem?"

After waiting for a long time, Ye Qingli didn't hear him speak, she raised her head curiously and asked.

Jun Aohan's heart was a little nervous.

He wasn't sure if he should ask that question.

I'm afraid that the answer I get is not what I want.

Still, after hesitating for a long time, he still asked.