Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 1628

Miao Mu buried her head in eating the meat with a stiff expression.

Lin Anan looked over, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and finally he held back his smile.

Seeing the young daughter-in-law's schadenfreude, Qin Lu narrowed his eyes, but didn't say anything.

Aji remembered that he had eaten the food made by King Deer before, so he also entertained him: "Would you like to eat some?"

Hearing this, Lin Anan and Qin Lu looked at each other.

Qin Lu saw in Lin An'an's eyes that she had something to say to him in private, so he politely declined, "You take your time."

After the two left, Miaomu and Aji were left alone.

Seeing that she was surprisingly obedient, Aji couldn't help being curious, and leaned over and asked, "Why don't you talk?"

On weekdays, she would always wave her little hand, pointing to the dish she wanted to eat and asking herself to pick it up for her.

"I don't want to say..." Miao Mu turned her back and ate meat silently.

Aji frowned tightly, and finally realized something was wrong.

There is a guess in my heart.

After all, the saintess of Miaomu had awakened before, and it was not a groundless guess.

He tentatively asked, "Want to drink nectar?"

Miaomu waved his hand.

Aji already had the answer in his heart.

On weekdays, Xiao Miaomu is happy when she hears about drinking nectar, how can she refuse.

But the real Miaomu Saintess doesn't like sweets.

People are sometimes very extreme. When she was a child, she loved her sister the most and sweets the most, but because of her sister's departure, her taste has changed. Since she became a saint, Miaomu doesn't like sweets.

Aji learned that what he was holding in his palm was the saint of Miaomu who he was thinking about, his heart beat wildly.

He never thought that one day, he would be able to hold the real her in his palm, and she would sit so quietly in his palm.

He didn't know why the Miaomu saintess pretended to be Xiao Miaomu. Aji enjoyed the moment very much, so naturally he wouldn't point it out, but his words were more gentle than before.

"Are you full? Would you like some vegetable soup?"

Miaomu waved his hand.

"Are you tired, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Miaomu waved his hand.

"Is it cold, do you want a blanket?"

Miaomu waved his hand.

"If you don't want to drink nectar, do you want to drink some Yunwu tea?"

Miaomu continued to wave his hands.

Aji continued: "Talking..."

Miaomu: "..."

The corners of Miaomu's mouth pulled down, showing a faint tendency to be impatient.

He suddenly heard him whisper: "Shall I tell you a story?"

Miaomu frowned, but didn't wave her hand this time.

"There was once a down and out man who was aimless and felt that life was meaningless, but he strayed into a picturesque place. He thought he was dead and came to the fairyland."

"He saw a girl walking towards him. The girl had no expression on her face. She was very young, but she seemed to be an adult."

"The girl's hand gently landed on his wound. He thought the wound would hurt, but there was a warm feeling from the wound, and the bloody wound gradually closed."

"When the girl withdrew her hand, all the wounds on his body healed."

"He is even more convinced that he came to the fairy world and met the little fairy."

Aji's voice paused, and he looked at Miaomu with gentle but secretly fiery eyes, "He has lived in the fairy world, and he is madly in love with the little fairy."

"But later he learned the truth. It turned out that this is not a fairy world, but a place isolated from the world. People here worship the little fairy as a saint, but they seem to worship her, but they just want to get something from her." It’s all about getting the blessing of that magical power, and even not letting the little fairy go free in order to keep the little fairy forever.”

(End of this chapter)