Demons are hard to deal with: husband, don't touch me

As the God of war, Feng Li has just calmed the world for the emperor. He can enjoy endless glory and wealth, but he resolutely let go of everything and came here. If Bai Su was really the holy Ling in those years, does Feng Li want to directly raw rice and cook mature rice, and then take Bai Su back to force the family to accept him, so as to inherit the position of clan leader? He also wants to cultivate immortality?

Many thoughts flashed through his heart, but there was no change in his face.

It's night——

Bai Su stays at Bai Fu's house for dinner.

After dinner, he wanted to avoid the white element of Fengli and asked Fengli to go back, while he left to take care of the unconscious Baifu.

"Su Su's father is naturally my father. Su Su, I'll stay with you. " How is it possible to stay here all night with Shengli!

Bai Fu is a hunter. He often goes up the mountain to hunt with the villagers in the village, and often asks the villagers in other villages to hunt together. In order to make it convenient for the villagers who have come a long way, he has expanded several rooms over the years, and it's no problem to keep a few more people.

Bai Su saw that Feng Li insisted, so she didn't say anything. She thought that she would just take care of Bai Fu all night and don't go back to her room.

In Bai Fu's room, Bai Fu has no serious problem. He just loses too much blood and will wake up tomorrow. He doesn't need to be taken care of at all.

When Feng Li sat drinking tea, she didn't know that Bai Su just wanted to avoid him?

But the Phoenix hat is not broken.

Time goes by slowly.

After half a ring——

Feng Li suddenly lowered her head and glanced at the bottle of the best spring Tang in her sleeve. With a faint hook on her thin lip, she took out one and quietly put it into the tea water. "Su Su, you're tired too. Come and have a cup of tea and have a rest."

Bai Su did not doubt that there was him. He went to sit down, took the tea cup handed over by Feng Li, and drank a few mouthfuls. He was really thirsty. "How is the taste of this tea a little different?"

Add the best spring Tang in the tea, do you think it can be the same? Feng Li smiled secretly at the bottom of her heart, but her face was still unchanged. "It's no different. You must feel wrong. Have a few more drinks."

Bai Su was skeptical and looked down at the tea left in the cup. "Is it possible that the tea is too old?"

"Really? But I don't think there's a problem. Drink again. "

Bai Su Ning's eyebrows really can't think of any other reason. It seems that it should be the problem of tea.

The tea used by villagers to drink tea is basically made at home, which is naturally not comparable to those sold in cities and towns.

Bai Su is not a particular person. After attributing all the problems to tea, he doesn't care much. He drinks a few more mouthfuls to relieve his thirst. How could he think that Feng Li put spring medicine in the tea. "It's getting late. You'd better go back to bed first. I'll stay here and take care of my father."

"I'm not tired, I'm not sleepy."

Feng Li picked up another cup of tea, sipped tea slowly, and her thin lips lifted again.

Bai Su listened to Feng Li's words and said nothing after sipping her lips. A moment later, he looked at the person opposite quietly. I saw that under the light candle light, the person opposite was dressed like blood and red, with unparalleled Phoenix eyes, dazzling light and demonic like a demon. It was not like the Shangqing of relegated immortals who came out of the dust and were as good as water!

Bai Su looked at him and said to himself. At the same time, he secretly rejected all the words said by Xi Aotian at the bottom of his heart, and secretly told himself that the person opposite was never Shangqing, never!