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

Chapter 299: Bring it home

Rong Yan raised his head, and asked with a soft laugh: "Are you still angry?"

Jiaojiaoba was stunned at the window, how did Master know he was angry?

He scratched his chin, and said wobbly: "Alright ... I was a little angry at first, but now I'm no longer angry."

Rong Yan had a slight smile in his eyes, seeing that he was still awake at this moment, he said, "Want to eat cake?"

Jiaojiao was lying at the window, with the wind blowing from her collar, she shrunk her neck and shook her head and said, "Master, those cakes are delicious, but you will get tired of eating them constantly. What other food do you have?"

Rong Yan heard that, saw him shivering with cold, there was no light in the room behind him, and everyone in the family had to fall into a deep sleep.

"Find thicker clothes to wear, I'll take you somewhere."

The eyes****Jiaojiao blinked, then she stuck out her head and said in a low voice: "My coat was brought by my mother to wash, and it probably won't dry until tomorrow morning, and it probably won't dry, and now I just have this one."

As he spoke, Jiaojiao tugged at his clothes.

Rong Yan heard this, and stared at the clothes on his body. In order not to attract attention, he was specifically wearing a black robe when he came.

These robes are made of thick fabric and are very wind resistant.

"Wait."

After he finished speaking, Rong Yan took off his robe.

Jiaojiao looked at Master's actions and was curious as to what Master would do.

The next second, I saw Master flying to the window like a swallow, holding his shoulder with both hands, and lightly luring him out of the window.

Then, before Jiaojiao could react, he had followed Master to the ground.

After Jiaojiao stood up firmly, he looked to the heights above. There was nowhere to stand in the window outside the attic. The teacher stopped in the air and lowered him.

Humans who have reached such a level of cultivation should be among the best.

Jiaojiao looked at Rong Yan, and praised without hesitation: "Teacher, your light kung fu is amazing."

Rong Yan pursed his lips, and patted his forehead with his fingers, "That's natural." He was very good at flattering at such a young age.

"Let's go."

Jiaojiao jumped up and down to follow, but suddenly stopped, looked at the open window above, and seemed to hear movement inside the house.

He tried to yell: "Meow?"

Sure enough, the cat's head carefully poked out from the open window.

"Meong~"

"Jiaojiao, remember to go and come back quickly."

Jiaojiao smiled upon hearing this, and nodded to show that he knew.

Rong Yan also saw the appearance of the cat, and his cry was quite familiar, but it did not seem like it was the same cat as last time.

Bai Miaomiao discovered that Rong Yan was looking at her, shook her head back and slipped away.

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows, this cat reminded him of the wild cat he met at Qing'an Temple.

A soft and gentle voice interrupted his thinking.

"Master, can you close the window for me, otherwise, my sister will be sick tomorrow."

Rong Yan heard this, and casually waved his sleeve robe.

Snapped.

I saw the top window shut.

...

Rong Yan heard about it, folded the black robe into a small robe, and surrounded it tightly from the neck down. Tie it around his waist with long ribbons on both sides, so that the wind does not easily enter.

"Well, I can't move."

Jiaojiao looked down at its shape, she was tied into rice dumplings, her hands were wrapped in them, but her entire body quickly became warm.

Jiaojiao smiled, and said in a candle-like voice: "I can't walk anymore, master will carry me as he flies."

The streets were deserted, and the courtyard had returned to its original silence.

squeaked

The upper window opened a small gap again, and the white cat stuck out its head, looked towards the two leaving, and sighed.

"Hey, women can't help themselves, human love is really poisonous."

...

This way, by,

Jiaojiao was half hugged by Master, she could not see anything, only hearing the sound of wind blowing in her ears.

Jiaojiao asked: "Teacher, where are you going to take me?"

"Go to my place." Rong Yan replied.

Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly widened, wasn't he going to meet with the Madam?

He, he's not ready!

Jiaojiao saw that he**** was like this, and he didn't even prepare a gift, he shouted anxiously: "Oh, sir, I will disturb my wife until late at night, why don't I go another day."

Rong Yan looked puzzled, and looked at the little girl curled up in his arms, "Teacher what?"

Jiaojiao pursed her lips slightly depressed upon hearing what she said.

"That's your wife. The teacher left without saying goodbye. I've heard people say that you're back in the capital to get married."

Rong Yan chuckled softly, nodded to tease her on purpose and said, "Well, you know quite a lot."

Jiaojiao heard Master laugh, and said with a claustrophobic chest, "Although I don't know why Master didn't invite me to eat the wedding candy, but as your good friend, you are, I still want to bless you here, and we will meet again in the future."

The corner of Rong Yan's mouth continued to rise, and the sad and serious tone of the little girl was quite pitiful.

When he heard the last sentence, a faint smile came out from his throat.

Jiaojiao saw that he was still smiling, tilted his head to look at her, and pouted in dissatisfaction: "Teacher, I am talking to you very seriously, yet you are still laughing at me."

Rong Yan raised his eyes, "Baojiao, did you misunderstand?"

Jiaojiao was surprised, misunderstood?

Rong Yan did not explain in detail, looked towards the destination in the distance, embraced the little one, and landed slowly.

Jiaojiao stomped on the ground, looked at a place unknown to him, and his eyes were fixed on the majestic courtyard next to him.

The gate plaque reads Jinyuan.

"Here it is, follow me."

Rong Yan stepped forward to open the door first, and Jiaojiao, who was wrapped in rice dumplings, stood on the spot, lifted her legs and got ready to walk, a little heavy, to the point, so he walked slowly while bouncing.

Rong Yan stepped forward to knock on the door, and the next second, the door opened.

Xuan Liu's figure appeared, and he saluted respectfully and shouted: "Master."

Rong Yan took out an "hmm", and asked casually: "Are the materials for the stove Xuan Yi sent out ready?"

"Sir, the kitchen is ready, just wait for the master to come back and bake."

After Xuanliu finished speaking, he glanced behind Zhuzi, wanting to see the guest invited by his own master.

Seeing that it didn't matter, he suddenly shrank his pupils, a little frightened.

Looking at his appearance, Rong Yan turned his head back in confusion.

On the dark path, jet-black rice dumplings jumped up. His small face was white and flawless, and his lower body was surrounded by a black robe. At a glance, he looked like a human face floating in the air.

Jiaojiao was very tired from being bounced around, and when he saw Master turning his head, he hurriedly shouted panting, "Teacher, quickly let go of me."

Rong Yan rubbed his temple, and walked helplessly, holding the back of his neck with his big hands, then walked to the door.

"Hey, Master, I'm your best friend, how can you be so rude ..."

Xuan Liu pursed his lips, suppressed the shock in his heart, and quietly closed the door.