Master, he is always wrong

Chapter 27

There is no time in the mountains, and the days passed by in a flash, and when Chu Xiaotao lay on the bed to the point where even Chu Chenzhi couldn't move, it was snowing outside.

The whole world is a vast expanse of whiteness, and snowflakes as white as jade flutter down with the wind one after another, wrapped in silver, especially like the book said, suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear trees bloom.

It's just that in such a cold winter season, pear blossoms can't bloom, but plum blossoms of various colors are embellished with a bit of color, which is eye-catching.

For example, in the white jade bottle on the window sill in Chu Xiaotao's room, there were a few budding green plums, green and pure.

Of course, there are no such plum blossoms on Fanyue Mountain. After all, her master is a casual person who wants to grow beautiful things.

These green plums were given to her by Brother Huyu from Dongshan. He planted many flowers that only bloom in winter, even plum blossoms, and there are several varieties.

Of course, the most important thing is that during this rare time when everything withers in winter, Hu Yu also used his spiritual power to build a greenhouse, in which he planted various fruits that were not available in this season, which is simply ingenious.

He can also cook, which is very delicious, many times better than her master who only cooks egg custard.

But I don't think the teacher is stupid, she will not tell the fact to the master, so every time she brings back the fruit secretly, and does not let him know.

In order not to ask questions again, and she didn't have a clue, if she said it, the master would definitely be angry again, and it might hurt her self-esteem.

Chu Chen, who was meditating in the living room, felt a little itchy on the tip of his nose. After counting with his fingers, he knew that the little disciple was making arrangements for him again.

Looking sideways at the sky outside the window, it's getting late, it's time to wake her up, otherwise she will be fooled by her inaction for another day.

A butterfly flew across the sky in the snow, slowly passed through the closed window lattice, and landed on the bulging bag on the bed.

[Taotao, Taotao, don’t sleep, get up quickly, I want to ask you something, the crane that came to send a message to the immortal last time, um. What’s its name? Where do you live? How old are you? Is there a marriage? Hurry up Yes, I am waiting for your reply. ]
After the disturbing sound stopped, a small furry head emerged from under the blanket, looked at the spirit butterfly flying around in front of him, stretched out his fingers to touch the tentacles, and began to reply.

[Come here, I will tell you in detail. ] Good guy, it's so fast to empathize with others.

Sure enough, as long as the newcomer looks good, there will never be anything wrong with the old one. I heard that the young master of the swan tribe has been trying to bring Cancan back after he regained his appearance.

It's a pity that her family, Cancan, is the kind that never drags its feet when it wants to be broken. Look, one is still standing still, and the other has already moved forward.

Hmm. The main reason is that Little Immortal Baihe looks really good.

It can be said to be even worse than that swan.

Moreover, he is very polite, gentle and amiable. Although he can see that Cancan is a toad spirit at a glance, he doesn't have any strange eyes. On the contrary, he is very polite.

Lingdie took the words and flew away in circles. Chu Xiaotao wanted to stay in bed for a while, but there was a knock on the door.

"Xiao Tao, get up." It was Chu Chenzhi's voice.

Chu Xiaotao tried to get up, but it was difficult and dangerous, until at last Chu Chenzhi pushed the door impatiently and said aggrievedly under the bed, "Master, I'm cold."

(End of this chapter)