Six-Year-Old Baojiao Is Busy in Building a Kingdom
Chapter 146: The Hugs
Jiaojiao's hand was a little sore from holding so many items, but thanks to Master taking it in time, he heaved a sigh of relief and rubbed his wrist.
The unblinking Miaomiao escaped from the sea of suffering, and jumped into Jiaojiao's embrace. Jiaojiao involuntarily hugged him and lifted him up, her wrist ached again.
"Jiaojiao ~ I meow, hey!"
Before Bai Miaomiao finished speaking, she was lifted by a large hand, and the next second she was lightly thrown to the ground.
Although there was no pain, it was extremely insulting. Bai Miaomiao said angrily: "This evil person is meddling in his own affairs, I am so angry!"
Jiaojiao looked at Miaomiao, and then at Master doubtfully.
Rong Yan raised his eyebrows, and his voice was slightly seductive: "Didn't your wrist hurt?"
Jiaojiao was startled for a moment, raised his little hand to look at it, and suddenly understood what Master meant.
It turned out that Master was afraid that his hand would hurt.
Jiaojiao happily curled her lips and said in a candle-like voice, "Teacher, you're really careful."
Rong Yan chuckled when he heard this, looked towards the porcelain jar and the oil-wrapped paper in his hand, and asked, "Is this for me again?"
Jiaojiao nodded, her eyes**** bright, and she said softly: "Luck pot is a gift from me to Master, and brown sugar was made by my mother. My father asked me to give it to Master."
Rong Yan heard the surname, raised an eyebrow, smiled with phoenix eyes, nodded and said: "Then, thank you to Baojiao and your parents."
"Thank you again, Sir, what would you like to give me?" Jiaojiao's eyes were watering with curiosity.
Hearing his straightforward question, Rong Yan hooked his lips and tore the soft whip from his waist, and said in a magnetic voice: "After searching, this is the only one that suits you."
The whip that Rong Yan handed over was very beautiful in the process. The color of the whip was light gray with a touch of white, and the body of the whip had a pattern outlined with gold thread. It looks so beautiful and intimidating.
Jiaojiao's eyes twinkled, he took the whip and looked at it curiously, he exclaimed happily: "Wow, this color is really beautiful, thank you Master."
Seeing her smile, her two chubby cheeks were very attractive, Rong Yan resisted the urge to pinch her cheeks, and retracted her lips, "As long as you like it."
The whip felt thin and soft, and Jiaojiao had nowhere to put it, so he wrapped it around his waist as a belt.
Don't say that, it really looks like a belt wrapped around like this. If you don't pay attention, you won't realize that it's a whip.
"Teacher, the gift you gave me is very good, it can also be used as a belt ..."
Bai Miaomiao, who was completely ignored, went crazy, looked at Rong Yan cursing in her heart, and jumped onto a tree branch to wait.
This cunning human, was previously fine on the tree, but a sudden burst of internal strength instantly knocked him down, and fell straight into his embrace.
Thinking of being hugged by her, Bai Miaomiao took a handful of leaves and wiped her body with her claws, so she would definitely not let her kiss.
Jiaojiao was talking to Master, and the two never noticed this scene.
Wang Zhuangzhi looked at his nephew who was talking to someone else and smiled. Although he could not hear what they were talking about, he saw his master handing out the whip. If he had only met once, why would he know her so well.
She was about to ask Er Ya how she met the teacher, but when she turned her head, she saw a robed monk walking to the back door, followed by the monk who went to tell her earlier.
"Teacher!" Wang Zhuangzhi hurriedly smiled and waved his hand.
"Erya, you stay here, make sure to keep Jiaojiao, father go talk to teacher."
After Wang Zhuangzhi instructed Erya, she walked towards the two masters with a large bag and a small bag.
Upon seeing this, he fused his two palms together and walked in this direction.
The two approached, Ji Le took the lead and said with a smile to Wang Zhuangzhi: "Prospect Wang, we meet again."
Wang Zhuangzhi was a little excited when he saw Ji Le. When he bought the house earlier, he followed Master Xu Yi, so he had an impression.
The monk at the side introduced with a smile: "Great-hearted, this is Master Ji whom I told you about."
Wang Zhuangzhi regained his senses now, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Oh, Master Ji, I never knew your name when I met you once. Disrespect and disrespect."
When he fell silent, he hurriedly raised his hand, and said with a gentle smile: "Great-hearted, not wanting to flatter and kill, and then an ordinary monk. Let's go to the wing room and talk about the yard matter."
Wang Zhuangzhi glanced at Er Ya, and said to his two masters timidly: "I brought the children up the mountain, and they couldn't stay in the wing room to talk about something. If you need me, Sir, please help me to watch for a moment."
"Don't worry, benefactor Wang, I'll let Zhixin go."
After he finished speaking, Ji Ji patted the monk beside him, Zhi Xin fused his palms together and nodded, "Yes, Master Ji Ji."
Seeing Zhixin walking towards Erya, Wang Zhuangzhi let out a sigh of relief, and gratefully quietly walked into the backyard with Master.
Erya was looking at her little sister, when she turned her head, she suddenly discovered there was someone else behind her. Seeing that it was the Monk Master, he hurriedly fused his palms together and politely shouted: "Hello, Master."
Zhixin joined hands, "Little benefactor."
Erya scratched her head, wondering why she was standing next to him, but she was unable to find him after searching around the courtyard.
Zhixin explained softly: "Little benefactor, your father is talking to Master Ji, please wait a moment."
"Oh." Arya withdrew her gaze, looked at her sister, and secretly glanced at the monk beside her from time to time.
Zhixin closed her eyes, twisted the beads with her fingertips and started chanting Buddha in her heart.
At the same time, Jiao Jiaozhen on the opposite side was teaching Rong Yan to eat a brown sugar cake.
"It's no longer hot, if you want to swallow it in one bite, otherwise the brown sugar will leak out in a moment."
Rong Yan stared at the soft white cake in his hand, the place where the brown sugar was wrapped in the middle reflected a hint of deep red color.
He opened his mouth and was about to try it, when suddenly a monkey jumped out, and its fur claws went straight towards the brown sugar cake.
Rong Yan showed displeasure, and waved his hand to block him.
The monkey seemed to hit something unknown, and instantly fell onto the grass that was two meters away, "Chirp!" The monkey shouted twice and got up, stared intently at Rong Yan and Jiaojiao, and continued to speak. "Squeaking-"
Jiaojiao looked at the monkey and felt his hair goosebumps. He closed his eyes and fell into Rong Yan's embrace.
Rong Yan's body suddenly froze, he never expected that the little guy would suddenly hug him.
The person in his arms was so gentle, and there was a faint, milk-like scent on his nose. He, who had always been obsessed with cleanliness, forgot to push her away for a while.
Jiaojiao was really scared. He had been training for so long, and he only had a monkey shadow.
When he was still a ginseng spirit, he was dug up by a monkey, and half of his body almost went into his mouth. Fortunately, he managed to get away with his life.
If the dead monkey said there would be him today, that's why Jiaojiao would unconsciously be scared when he saw the same kind again.
Rong Yan felt that the little one in his arms was scared, he glanced at the monkey in the distance, his eyes sharp and cold.
The monkey was also an excited person, and when he sensed Rong Yan's killing intent, he was so frightened that he hurriedly fled to the side of the road.
"Hey, no! Let go, Jiaojiao, you can't hug this guy, ah, I can go crazy!"
Bai Miaomiao on top of the tree looked crazy. Humans care deeply about innocence, and they most like to make promises with their bodies. Jiaojiao could not fancied this person, or else he would cry to death!
