I'm flirting with tyrants

Chapter 303 Serving the Little Ancestor
Chapter 306:
Xiao Qingxuan touched his little head.

The porridge has just come out of the pan and is hot.

He blew on the flower porridge on the spoon and handed it to him.

The little ancestor opened his not-so-big mouth and lightly held the porridge spoon in his mouth. Suddenly, his little tongue pressed against the spoon and pushed it out.

Xiao Qingxuan raised her eyebrows and said, "Is it really unpalatable?" She hasn't cooked for a long time, and she has long been unfamiliar with it.

He resisted after the first bite.

Did she put the wrong seasoning?Suspiciously, he sent a small spoonful to his mouth.

Well, there is less salt.

"Wait, I'll get the salt." Put the porridge on the bedside table, get up and leave.

On the bed, a certain little ancestor turned his face sideways, his eyes fell on the bowl of flower porridge, and he stared at the spoon with burning eyes.

Xiao Qingxuan wrapped a small spoonful of salt in paper in the kitchen, and moved his ears.

"Have you heard? A dragon has appeared in the tomb of the God of the North, and the scene is spectacular!"

"Really, what I heard is different from yours?"

Two male voices sounded at the door one after the other.

"Crack." The kitchen door was suddenly opened.

The two servants held the lamps and shone forward, and when they saw Xiao Qingxuan who was sideways with knee-length hair, they trembled in fright.

"Ghost...Ghost!" The two threw down the lantern and ran out desperately.

Xiao Qingxuan, who was holding the salt bag, was speechless, went to pick up the lantern on the ground, and stepped out of the kitchen.

In a continent dominated by soul cultivators and monsters, shouldn't these people be more afraid of monsters?

Why are you afraid of ghosts?

Forget it, it's just two soul masters of the first and second ranks, so it's normal for them to be timid.

It was just that when she was on the road with her little ancestor, her hair band fell off and she didn't tie up her hair in time. Do you need to treat her as a ghost?

Holding the lantern, Xiao Qingxuan walked back to the room slowly.

On the bed, the little ancestor said in a cold and dissatisfied tone: "Long time."

Xiao Qingxuan's hand holding the salt bag paused slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"There was a small incident on the way, so it was delayed." Sitting on the edge of the bed, he picked up the porridge, put some salt in it, stirred it slowly, and finally tasted it by himself, it was not bad.

"Okay, this time it's absolutely delicious." After saying that, he handed a spoonful to him, and he paused for a while.

Just when Xiao Qingxuan thought it was the reason he used it, and he did it because of his cleanliness, the little ancestor opened his mouth, held the spoon in his mouth, sucked it up, and licked the eye of the spoon lightly when he finished.

This scene, in Xiao Qingxuan's eyes, was a little more unspeakable little evildoer?
The secret is that I think too much.

It's just eating porridge, this kind of action is normal.

Xiao Qingxuan blew and fed a spoonful, and soon the porridge bottomed out.

"Little ancestor, is it delicious?" She put down the bowl and asked with a smile.

"En." One word, the answer is not reluctant, but there is a feeling of awkwardness.

Xiao Qingxuan looked at his little face, and suddenly leaned towards him.

At this moment, he held his breath.

"Sure enough, it's a child. It got stained on the sides of his mouth." Xiao Qingxuan reached out to wipe off the rice grains around his mouth, and then distanced himself.

A certain ancestor was as dumb as a wooden goose, staring at her blankly.

He opened his slightly bent fingers, and suddenly raised his hands, stretched out to Xiao Qingxuan and said, "Ah Xuan, hug me."

……

"Are you addicted to being hugged?" Although he said cold words, Xiao Qingxuan still bent down and hugged the little ancestor.

"Go out, there is moonlight outside."

"Moonlight?" Isn't there night light every night?

She was puzzled, but she still hugged the little ball and stepped out of the room.

As soon as he got out of the inn, he raised his eyes, and the dark red moon was imprinted in his pupils.

She was surprised: "Tengu eats the moon?"

(End of this chapter)