The male protagonist is being blackened online

Chapter 825 The villain, I raised 24
When Si Yunxie heard this, his dark eyes seemed to be splashed with ink, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

I only heard one sentence, which seemed to be a question or a murmur
"Master said?"

Lin Ya nodded, the shame on her face became more intense

"Brother, I remember your kindness."

She lowered her head, what her daughter's mind was thinking, she had already expressed it clearly.

As long as the other party makes a little confession at this time, a big girl like a flower and a jade will be in hand.

but·····.

At this moment, Si Yunxie didn't look happy, on the contrary, he seemed even colder.

He lowered his eyes without saying a word, turned and left without raising his eyelids.

Si Yunxie has very good cooking skills, making soup and grilling are all he can do in cooking.

The gentleman stays away from the kitchen, this sentence is not only observed in ancient times, but also in the world of cultivating immortals.

So you rarely have immortal cultivators playing with these things, and even in the eyes of cultivators, these things are vulgar and unworthy things.

After all, they always compare who has the best mentality, who is better than who, not who cooks delicious food.

But Si Yunxie did it for eight years, willingly.

As for all kinds of things, it was just that his master was greedy, and finding delicious food was always more important than cultivation.

For this reason, he came up with this idea.

But cooking is like his natural flaw.

From beginning to end, I never learned how to cook those delicate dishes.

Cooking soup is already the best he can do. He was clumsy at the beginning, and he burned pot after pot of soup, almost burning the kitchen clean.

Finally, after two years of practice, it was brought to Xuan Yunzhi.

He was originally impatient with these things, but thinking about doing it for Master, his heart would always be happy.

Si Yunxie lowered her eyelids and walked along the bamboo forest path to the bamboo house.

His hand holding the pelvis turned white with force.

He had to suppress his emotions so as not to strangle Lin Ya to death on the spot.

Master, what does this mean?

Does this mean that he will not be needed in the future?
He forcibly restrained his thoughts and didn't want to think about it, because once he thought about it, the true energy in his body would become unstable and turbulent.

He is a Qingxiu, and he is most taboo about extremely fluctuating emotions.

laugh.

Damn it, Qingxiu.

The coldness radiates from his bones in waves, he is different from others, he knows it.

The more others practiced, the more immortal they would be, and the more he cultivated, the more strange and cold the mentality of that cultivation seemed to be incompatible with him.

He stood at the door of the bamboo house, endured and endured, emotionally surging.

In the end, he still didn't step into the bamboo house, turned around and walked to the back of the bamboo house.

In the evening, Xuan Yunzhi waited and waited in the house, and waited and waited.

Logically speaking, Si Yunxie should have given her something to eat at this time.

When it comes to Si Yunxie, who was raised by her alone, well, she is very satisfied.

Well-behaved and obedient.

Although... every time I look into those deep eyes, I can tell that he is not such a person in his bones, but this does not prevent Xuan Yunzhi from being happy.

He actually knows how to make soup, and he personally brings it to her room every day for her to eat.

This cultivation lasted for six years, but in the bamboo forest, the wind and rain never fell.

As a result, she was used to it, waiting for him to bring the meal when it was time to eat.

Why haven't you come this time?
She fell on the hibiscus couch, looking towards the door from time to time.

After waiting for a long time, a thought suddenly popped into my head.

(End of this chapter)