Six-Year-Old Baojiao Is Busy in Building a Kingdom

Chapter 273: Sticky

Inside the house,

Jiaojiao entered with Master, and there were only the two of them in Nuoda's room.

Rong Yan flicked his sleeves to pour water for Jiaojiao, while Jiaojiao looked at the scenery inside the house curiously.

The entrance is very clear and simple. There are eight trigrams and a picture of Taiji hanging on the wall, which looks like a monk's residence in the temple.

There was still a faint musky smell floating within the room. Jiaojiao. This smell is somewhat similar to Master's breath.

"Look at it slowly for a while, drink some water to wet your throat first."

Rong Yan's soft voice sounded.

Jiaojiao withdrew his gaze, nodding with Master as a thank you: "Thank you, Master."

Then, Jiaojiao looked at the tea cup on the table, and used her small hands to prop up the chair to climb up, but this chair was taller than the one in the house, which was the one in question, and it was rather difficult for Jiaojiao to climb.

Suddenly, a large hand led the collar behind him and lifted him up.

"Huh~ Why is the seat here so high?"

Jiaojiao raised his hand to fan his cheek, looked at Master with gratitude, raised the teacup in front of him and said gently to Master, "Thank you Master for your help."

After he finished speaking, Jiaojiao imitated his father and uncle who were drinking, and drank it in one gulp.

As a result, her little face wrinkled into a bun at the next second.

"It feels a bit bitter."

Jiaojiao put down his cup, stuck out his tongue, looked at Master again and said, "Teacher, your tea is not good. Is there no fruit tea here?"

Rong Yan said a word ever since he entered the door, and the rest only listened to the nagging of the little girl. Hearing his question, with a smile on his lips, he raised his hand and straightened his tangled collar, and replied: "Now no, next time I will ask someone to prepare."

Seeing Master tidying up his clothes, Jiaojiao sat up straight and asked Master to tidy up his clothes. He nodded obediently and said, "Alright then."

Rong Yan originally only wanted to tidy up his back, when he scratched the disheveled part just now, he did not expect this little girl to still be waiting for someone to serve him.

No matter what, Rong Yan's slender index finger stretched along the back collar, and smoothed out the front collar.

Jiaojiao had a well-behaved face, and she did not feel any discomfort at all, as her parents and sisters would take very careful care of her.

"okay." After Rong Yan finished speaking, he withdrew his hand.

Jiaojiao stared at the neat clothes, her little face very satisfied.

Rong Yan took the kumquat by the side and peeled it, then handed it to Jiaojiao, and said, "Eat the orange to ease the taste in your mouth."

This was the first time Jiaojiao had seen such a small orange. He picked it up and looked at it curiously, then asked: "Teacher, did you pick this little orange before it grew big?"

"No, it tastes like this, it's sweet and sour, and it's good to eat." Rong Yan took another one, peeled it, and threw it into his mouth.

Jiaojiao saw him eat it straight away, so she bit him and started eating.

The taste in the mouth was sweeter than sour, Jiaojiao's eyes sparkled as she ate it, she liked this fruit, her cheeks bulged, she probed and asked Rong Yan: "Master, sir, where I buy this orange, I want to buy the seedlings and plant them ourselves, we will be able to eat them next year."

Rong Yan glanced at the plate and there was about a dozen more, raised his hand and placed the plate right in front of Jiaojiao, explaining:

Jiaojiao heard that Master is very kind, he nodded happily and said with a smile: "Yes, Master is very kind."

Eating a small kumquat, her soft, moist eyes never forget to look at an orange on the table.

If this orange is buried in the black soil of space, can an orange tree grow?

"Eat slowly, don't rush."

Rong Yan took out a handkerchief from his handcuffs, leaning over to wipe the little girl's mouth, but before he raised his hand, something on his chest churned, and then it seemed like there was an odour*** in his throat.

He tightened his big hand that was holding the veil, and hurriedly pressed down on it with a deep vigor, his complexion becoming a little paler visible to the naked eye.

Jiaojiao had sensitive ears and a sensitive nose, so she immediately sensed something was amiss.

He looked up following the scent, and met Master's pale face.

Jiaojiao dropped the orange in his hand, clasped Master's hand with his small hand, and quietly imparted spiritual power while asking anxiously: "Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Rong Yan's chest was extremely cold, and when he was about to reply, warmth suddenly entered his body out of nowhere, and the biting coldness just now subsided in an instant.

"No problem." Rong Yan rubbed his temple.

Jiaojiao still looked worried, he did not let go of his hand, and continued to send spiritual power to him.

Looking at him like this, Rong Yan extended his large hand and lightly poked his chubby cheeks. The touch of Q bombs is very addictive.

Jiaojiao was worried about Master, but he did not expect him to make such a sudden move, the little fat hand hurriedly pulled his hand, shifted the topic of conversation and said in a soft voice: "Teacher, please, you haven't said anything about lying to me." ."

Rong Yan glanced at the white and tender fleshy hand covering the back of his hand, the corner of his mouth quickly raised a little, his handsome face was clearly visible, staring at Xiaowa, he asked, "What are you lying about?"

Jiaojiao looked at him seriously with*** and white eyes, and said Nuoxuo: "You said you were going to a faraway place, but you are obviously here. It's not far from here at all. Very close to Qing'an Temple and my home.what."

Rong Yan raised his hand and poked his soft cheek again, and explained gently: "It's a long story, but this is really my teacher's fault."

Hearing what he said, Jiaojiao did not blame him anymore, he put his chin on his hand, he did not know why his eyes were shining, he leaned over and asked Rong Yan in a low voice: "Teacher, you know, your eyes are shining, since this was the case, was the half-year agreement gone? "

There was no half-year agreement, as long as father came, he could visit Master with him.

Rong Yan glanced at the little girl, and naturally knew what she was thinking, and explained casually: "I am cultivating here, the outside world might interfere, even if there were no half-year promises, Jiaojiao would not need to come often."

Jiaojiao choked when he heard that, pursed his lips, and muttered, "Who said it will come."

Rong Yan chuckled, raised his hand to rub his head, and sighed, "Why are you so sticky?"

Although the two of them had not spent much time together, this little man was very open-minded in front of him, acting and speaking like his old acquaintances.

Jiaojiao became even more displeased when she heard what she said. He pouted and snorted softly, and said in a candle-like voice, "Sister Ji brought me here today, and I won't come in the future."

That's a really big liar. He would get another friend in the future, and he would not be free to find her then.

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows, the little girl's face did not turn red and her heart was pounding as she said this, Ji Huai clearly told him that it was the little girl who begged to take him.

Although he knew the truth, Rong Yan rubbed the middle of his eyebrows looking at people like this.

He did not like to explain things to others while urinating, but even though the cute white girl in front of him was toying with his emotions, he did not feel bored in his heart, but I feel a little bit like laughing.