The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

"I know my long legs are handsome, cute, and charming, and it's normal that you'd be interested in them too, but they're my precious lifeline. Even if you're gorgeous, I won't let you go."

The boy stood up straight and delivered a passionate, somewhat childish speech.

Sang Wang silently covered Yu Jiusi's eyes and pulled her into his arms to hide her away.

This guy is an idiot; don't let him catch your bad temper.

After expressing his unwavering love for the long-legged beauty, the boy held a handful of fresh, tender grass and said firmly, "I may not have a dog, but I have a handful of grass. Do you want it?"

Sang Wang, who had covered the little girl's eyes, now unabashedly curled into an exceptionally handsome yet menacing smile, adding a touch of bewitching allure to his already beautiful and flawless face.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a wind blade at the boy, carrying a chilling aura and radiating murderous intent.

The stunned boy was almost injured. He instinctively dodged and stared dumbfounded at the marks left by the wind blades at his feet.

He took a deep breath, his voice filled with disbelief, "You're going to kill someone to steal the dog?"

"I traveled thousands of miles to bring you grass, and now you turn your back on me. Doesn't your conscience hurt?" The boy clutched his chest, heartbroken.

Under the boy's grief-stricken gaze, Sang Wang raised his hand again expressionlessly. Just as the next attack was about to land, the boy took two steps back.

"Wait, wait... We're still online friends, how can I be less important than a dog?" The boy had to speak up for himself.

Sang Wang narrowed his eyes but did not stop. Just as he was pondering how to deal with the other party without scaring the little girl, the barrier beside him opened.

A person emerged from the thick, eerie poisonous miasma. As she drew closer, the three slowly came to see her clearly.

Qin Zilan, who had just been drawn out by the strange barrier, also saw three people: two familiar faces who shouldn't be there, and a strange, immature teenager holding a bunch of grass.

The grass in her hand looked somewhat familiar, but that didn't stop her from looking at it.

"What are you doing?" Qin Zilan, dressed in the attire of the Wugu tribe, looked even more beautiful and elegant, exuding an aura of confidence.

Qin Zilan glanced indifferently at the two men, then looked directly at the obedient and meek Yu Jiusi, "Little Jiusi, why didn't you say you were coming? What if you accidentally stumbled into a poisonous trap?"

Worried that the little girl might be accidentally harmed by the poison, Qin Zilan said softly.

"No, I'm very capable." Seeing the beautiful young lady who walked gracefully towards them with a completely different aura, Yu Jiusi smiled and said boastfully.

"Yes, Xiao Jiu is so cute and amazing." Qin Zilan, who usually had an imposing air about her older sister, turned into a doting face as she teased the little girl.

"hold head high."

Radish-sama's tsundere pose (jpg).

The two chatted and laughed, and someone started to get jealous again.

He silently hugged the little girl and tucked her into his arms, then turned to block Qin Zilan's view.

Indeed, both men and women need to be wary.

Sang Wang hid the little girl, his handsome face cold and hard, his lips tightly pressed together, his irritation visible to the naked eye.

He shouldn't have brought the little girl out; there are people everywhere eyeing his sweetheart.

Suddenly hidden away, Yu Jiusi obediently stayed in his arms, raising her little face to give Sang Wang a sweet and soft smile.

The little girl's soft smile soothed Sang Wang's irritable mood. Feeling insecure, he lowered his head and kissed the little girl on the lips, then buried his face in her neck and nuzzled her gently, "My sweetheart is mine."

His unhurried tone carried a hint of grievance and stubbornness.

"Yes, yours." Yu Jiusi stroked the head of the suddenly affectionate big dog, patiently soothing it.

The boy, who had been unexpectedly fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), burped.

"Burp~"

I'm full, please do not overfeed me.

Qin Zilan, who was already used to it, simply raised an eyebrow, turned her head to look at the unfamiliar young man, her sharp eyes scrutinizing him up and down, and she glanced at the grass in his hand a few more times.

"Corgi?" Qin Zilan frowned slightly and asked uncertainly.

"Huh?" The boy looked completely bewildered, as if asking, "Who are you?"

"I'm Alaska," Qin Zilan said calmly, straightening her expression.

"Um?!!!!"

The boy was shocked. He stared wide-eyed at the beautiful and elegant Qin Zilan, then at Sang Wang, who had turned into a puppy and was begging the little girl for a hug. Comparing the two, he honestly said, "Isn't Big Pretty him? You're not as pretty as him."

Da Piao Liang herself was completely bewildered. She glanced back at Sang Wang's infuriatingly ugly face, and her lips twitched.

"Who told you that Big Pretty is a man?"

"It didn't say it was a woman."

"..."

Suddenly realizing that what he said made some sense, Qin Zilan sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation.

"Didn't you come to bring me grass? Where's the grass?" Qin Zilan decided to skip the topic.

"Oh, here it is." The bewildered Corgi boy handed the grass he was holding to Qin Zilan.

Qin Zilan held the Soul-Returning Grass, her expression subtly excited. She looked at the still hesitant boy with great gratitude and said, "Thank you. I will repay you in the future."

"It's just a few blades of grass, nothing to repay." The boy waved his hand casually, not caring at all. He was more concerned about something else.

He took a big step forward, leaned close to Qin Zilan's ear, and whispered, "Is it really not him, Big Beauty?"

"...Is it because I'm so pretty that you're disappointed?" Qin Zilan glanced at the persistent young man and smirked.

"To be honest, a little." The boy glanced at Sang Wang with regret; it was a pity that his face wasn't very handsome.

Actually, he wouldn't have been disappointed if he had met Qin Zilan directly. It was just that he had seen someone's divine beauty first, and with the comparison, even the world paled in comparison.

Qin Zilan fell silent; she hadn't expected this guy to be someone who judged by looks.

After carefully putting away the Soul-Returning Grass, Qin Zilan looked at the three of them and pursed her lips. "Since you're here, why don't you come in and have some tea?"

Qin Zilan led the three to the Gu People Village. After many years, Yu Jiusi returned to this place once again. Looking at the familiar village, Yu Jiusi's eyes shone with a faint light.

Gu Ren Village looks like an ordinary village, but if you ask what's most valuable here, it's their cultural heritage.

Yu Jiusi, holding Sang Baobao's hand, followed behind Qin Zilan with an air of nonchalance, while someone else looked around with curiosity.

Because she saved her people and Chief Mu is bedridden, Qin Zilan is currently the acting chief.

Qin Zilan first gave the Resurrection Grass to the witch doctor so she could brew the medicine, and only then did she have time to greet the three of them.

Qin Zilan gave a brief self-introduction.

The boy, who found everything new and interesting, sat in a chair, smiling broadly as he drank tea.

"My name is Gu Li, and I am 108 years old."

(*￣︶￣)_and~~

After saying that, Gu Li, who didn't think there was anything wrong with it, took another sip of tea with a smile.

The surrounding air became quiet.

If it weren't for her elegant manners, Qin Zilan would have almost spat out her tea.

One hundred and eight? You?

How can you say you're over a hundred years old with that tender, juicy face?