The God of Quick Transmigration is spoiled by me

Chapter 575
"Give."

Yin Ran'er held the candied haws and motioned for him to reach out for it.

Qi Yao picked it up by accident, until he was holding it in his hand, he was still a little dazed, staring at the red string without moving.

"What's the matter, don't you want to try it?" What's the matter with the little goblin, maybe it's because she really doesn't like it.

Just when Yin Ran'er was about to fall into doubt, fortunately, he picked it up and bit it lightly, with no good or bad expression on his face.

Qi Yao lowered his head slightly, the taste in his mouth was not too sweet, more sour, but...

"Master, did you just go to buy this when you got up in the morning?"

"Well, how does it taste?"

Qi Yao was silent for a while, and there were ripples in his heart. In an instant, the missing part in his heart seemed to be filled.

So, she should still care about him a little...

"It's sweet." He heard himself say that.

"Yes, let me have a taste."

Hearing this, the boy was obviously taken aback, and subconsciously raised the candied haws in his hand to her, but she grabbed his wrist and pulled him to stand up.

Unsteadily, she threw herself forward and hit Yin Ran'er's arms. Her eyes were slightly dark, and she leaned over to kiss him, covering his thin lips.

Qi Yao was forced to bear it, his Adam's apple seemed to move, he leaned back slightly, and gradually tightened his grip on the candied haws in his hand.

The room was surprisingly quiet, and the senses were infinitely magnified. Qi Yao's ears were only left with the beating heartbeat, and the ambiguous breathing between the two of them, sprinkled on his cheeks, tickling him a little...

In the end, Yin Ran'er let go of him, reached out and rubbed his lips twice: "It's obviously sour, little liar."

Qi Yao's pupils shrank, he pushed her away, took two steps back and sat on the bed again, panting slightly.

Facts have proved that he really has no self-control in front of her, and he can't deceive himself to ignore the joy in his heart.

If things go on like this, what is this kind of ambiguous behavioral relationship between him and her?
Before Qi Yao could think clearly, he suddenly felt something stuffed into his other hand. He opened his palm, and it looked like a black token in the shape of a feather.

"The Feather of the Demon Venerable, you must keep it safe from now on."

Yin Ran'er smiled faintly: "I would like to congratulate you in advance, the future Master Mozun."

The young man's heartbeat seemed to have missed a beat, and he suddenly looked up at her, the darkness in his eyes was evident.

These eyes now...

Yin Ran'er looked a little annoyed, but she suppressed it calmly, turned around and walked to the table not far away, pulled out a chair and sat down, and began to peel something.

At this moment, Qi Yao was holding the candied haws in one hand and the feather of the Mozun in the other. He didn't understand what it was like in his heart, saying that it was impossible without any touch.

Such an important thing can command a large number of demon armies in the demon world, which is equivalent to a symbol of power.

But she chose such an ordinary morning and handed it to him together with a bunch of candied haws.Well, maybe this morning was not ordinary, after all last night...

The boy stopped his thoughts in time, shook his head, and finally walked towards her as if he had made up his mind.

"The feather of the Demon Venerable should be kept by Master."

Yin Ran'er didn't answer.

There were some peeled orange peels scattered on the table. She peeled off the last piece, turned around and raised her hand, and fed the pulp into Qi Yao's mouth.

"Is this sweet?"

(End of this chapter)