Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

Huang Cao leaned back and placed his hand on the cat's belly, then reached inside for a skin-to-skin collision.

"I didn't secretly take the charm mushrooms, so what's going on, Kal'tsit? Are you in love with me?"

This question almost hit Kal'tsit's soul, causing her psychological defenses to collapse instantly, and she remained silent for dozens of seconds.

When she wanted to say something, she didn't expect the other party to smile mischievously.

"Sure enough, his expression is the same as before, a sour face. It's just a joke."

Huang Cao said that this was really a joke, after all, that's how it's portrayed in novels and the two-dimensional world.

If Kal'tsit had shown any hesitation just now, it would have been Mr. Huang who would have panicked next.

Just like his nature decades ago, wood is extremely hard before it encounters fire, but it will instantly become brittle once it encounters something flammable.

"You're concerned about my face... As long as you're happy."

So this face I make... is it really that disgusting?

But my name is Kal'tsit, not Kel'xi.

I have had this expression for tens of thousands of years and it is completely impossible to change.

"The temperature of my stomach is also normal. It seems that I am really lying."

Huang Cao pinched the soft flesh on Kal'tsit's lower abdomen, rubbed it, and then let it go.

Generally speaking, if this cat inhales the charm mushroom, the flesh on its belly will definitely tremble.

Don’t ask Mr. Huang how he knows this, it’s just based on his experience.

"Master, if you continue to pinch me, I can't guarantee that I won't contaminate your neck."

After all, Mr. Huang's head was much lower than Kal'tsit's when he sat on the sofa...

It would be very embarrassing if you were pinching it and suddenly felt a warm sensation by surprise.

"Eh, that's disgusting~"

Huang Cao took his hand out from behind Kal'tsit's clothes with lingering fear. At the same time, several tentacles grew out of his hand. If he had been a few seconds later, they would have reached Kal'tsit's chest.

Shu, who was still busy in the kitchen, did not notice the little affair between the master and servant.

However, the cold expression on Kal'tsit's face finally eased a little.

This guy's pleasure in me hasn't diminished, otherwise he wouldn't still be thinking about teasing me now.

Wait until this woman leaves, then find the opportunity and time to take revenge.

It's a pity that this man doesn't have any weaknesses in the broad sense. Although his overall body structure is no different from that of a normal man, the pain nerves have been removed in some places.

Otherwise, Kal'tsit's teeth are not made of rubber, because not only can it bite hard apples, but also soft ones...

Silence is Kal'tsit's patience tonight.

After dinner, Kal'tsit took Shu to tidy up her guest room.

"Mr. Huang is truly a very kind person, Ms. Kelsey, you must be very happy working under Mr. Huang."

It's not that Shu has old-fashioned thinking. During mealtimes, Kal'tsit, as a maid, can actually eat with the host family instead of having to sit at a separate table.

Moreover, at the dinner table, the gentleman actually asked Ms. Kal'tsit to eat a little more and even gave her a piece of pork ribs.

This somewhat goes against my stereotype of aristocrats.

"Master Huang has always been like this. Sometimes he has his own little temper, but most of the time he is not as arrogant as those nobles."

More than twenty years ago, Kal'tsit was able to eat at the table with the three protagonists of the castle.

This would be impossible in other countries, let alone Terra with its aristocratic system.

Even in Huang Cao's previous life, contract servants would not eat with their masters and their families in most cases. This was part of the rules.

While making the bed, Shu suddenly discovered that Kal'tsit seemed to have a temperament similar to his own.

Immortality species, she has long known the fact that Mr. Huang is an immortal species.

After all, if he wasn't an immortal species, it would be impossible for Mr. Huang to be so young after chatting with me for decades.

He is as young as the youngest brother in the family, except that he is much taller, but his face is still as youthful.

However, Mr. Huang does not have the temperament of an immortal. He must be a young immortal with a long life.

The film woman in front of him didn't look like that. At least Shu could almost conclude that Miss Kal'tsit was probably not younger than her.

Could it be Mr. Huang’s family heirloom of immortality?

As the saying goes: Elves are eternal and will be passed down forever.

"Can I ask you a question out of curiosity? How long have you been accompanying Mr. Huang?"

"It's been decades. You seem curious about my age..."

After skillfully making the bed, Kal'tsit explained before leaving:

"Like you, I am an ancient immortal who has walked through a long history. I also came to Master Huang a few decades ago. For some reason, I have now become his maid."

Without further explanation, Kal'tsit neither bowed nor said goodbye before leaving the guest room.

It was as if she was also the mistress of this castle.

But before leaving, she kindly gave a reminder.

"If you hear the sound of water falling to the ground while you're awake at night, rest assured it's the wind blowing through the castle's structure. Don't worry about it, and there's no need to investigate."

"Ok, I see."

Unable to sleep at night, Kal'tsit changed her heavy maid outfit into another more daring pair of pajamas, preparing to continue examining Mr. Huang.

You want to run away after pinching my belly? I have to give you a thorough checkup!

But the cat was kicked out by Huang Cao before it even reached his room.

In his words: There are guests here, don't go crazy here.

Three days passed like this, and Shu returned to Dahuang City across the scroll, carrying the letter written by Huangcao himself.

As soon as I got home, I found that the officials of Dayan were lying on the ground with bruises on their heads, and my sisters were sitting on chairs with tangled hair.

Of course, there are also plants tied with hemp ropes next to them, including not only cabbages that can punch, but also cabbages with leaves shaking.

"Nian, Xi, I'm sorry, I forgot to remind the cabbages at home. These little guys accidentally mistook you for enemies."

Shu said embarrassedly, and at the same time comforted all the little guys.

After all, no matter how weak Nian and Xi were, they couldn't be unable to deal with this small, fertile plant.

However, in order to avoid Shu from being angry when he returned home, the two of them had to carefully catch all the little guys, otherwise they would have all been put into the hot pot.

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Chapter 179: Jie! A woman among women! A female among females!

"So what the hell are these plants? They really hurt when they hit someone."

Nian picked up a pot of Kung Fu cabbage that had just been beaten the worst by him. Now, the little guy had completely calmed down after being comforted by Shu.

Xi curled her lips: "I wonder what it would taste like if used for hot pot."

Even Xi, who had a good temper, was now resentful towards these little guys.

It hurts to hit someone, and although it won't cripple them, it's still very noisy.

Even A Yao couldn't subdue them. If they weren't too smart, it would be really difficult to deal with them.

"Mr. Huang has agreed to provide aid to Yan Country, and the specific details have been written in the letter."

Shu ignored his sister's liveliness and restlessness for the time being, and quickly handed the letter in his hand to the Dayan official in front of him.

"In three days, we will open the transmission channel again through Xi's scroll and transport the first batch of prepared food."

Of course, except millet.

The other two didn't look very happy. It wasn't that they didn't want to do this job, but they felt sad about the hard work in the future.

"Well, how come my scroll opens so smoothly?"

Shu lowered his head and pondered for a moment. "It seems that Mr. Huang made some special adjustments, but I hope that the Yan State officials can treat my sisters better after this incident."

Apart from Mr. Huang, the three sisters contributed the most this time.

Especially Xi, if there was no portal function, there might really be no way to transport these foods here in a faster way.

"I will report your request to the True Dragon. Wait for our good news."

After receiving the letter, the Dayan official immediately returned to Baizao to report.

Nian: "Speaking of which, Sister Shu, how was it like traveling abroad for the first time? Did you encounter anything particularly fun?"

Xi: "And why is there an extra piece of clothing?"

After finishing their business, the two discovered that their sister seemed to have changed her clothes.

"After all, I've been staying at their place for three days. I can't possibly not take a shower for three days."

Looking at her sister's gossipy expression, Shu felt helpless. They had known that she had a pen pal named Mr. Huang when they had dinner together a long time ago.

And also received various small gifts.

Sure enough, gossip is always the favorite thing for relatives to do, even if they are biological sisters.

"By the way, Mr. Huang also brought some gifts for you two. Nian, this is your super red hot chili pepper. You only need to cut a little bit when cooking the hot pot. There's no need to throw it all in."

"Mr. Huang also prepared a pillow for Xi. He said that if he cuddled the pillow while sleeping, he wouldn't have nightmares at night."

Nian and Xi accepted the gifts.

Looking at the hot peppers that could be felt just by holding them in his hands, Nian couldn't help but lick his lips.

"Stupid Nian, your saliva is almost dripping all over the floor, why not just take a bite and taste it."

"Xiao Xigua, if you want your sister to die from the spicy food, just tell me. I haven't finished eating the chili peppers Mr. Huang gave me last time."

As sisters of the Sui family who often get together, Shu of course introduced her family to Mr. Huang, and they threw "little garbage" to each other.

However, no formal letters were ever written, but a lot of gifts were exchanged between the two sides.

For example, Xi's paintings and Nian's small metal ornaments, so the two parties are not completely unfamiliar with each other.

Mr. Huang naturally catered to his preferences and all the chili peppers he gave were super spicy.

It won't explode, but it might as well explode if you eat it.

Even if the temperature inside the body is 1400 degrees, the spiciness of this pepper has to be avoided temporarily, and only a little bit is dared to be cut each time.

"A pillow that won't give you nightmares..."

Xi held a pillow in her hand that was almost as big as herself, and the pillow had a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

After gossiping, Shu’s two younger sisters curiously asked what interesting things there were outside, and whether they were very different from those in Yan Country.

Millet means the difference is huge.

Not to mention Yan Country, Mr. Huang’s territory is completely different from Terra.

He introduced everything he saw and heard in Mr. Huang's territory to his two younger sisters.

Just as the three sisters were chatting happily, an equally beautiful and charming woman suddenly knocked on Shu's door.

"Jie? When did you come here? Could it be that this is also the reason for this..."

Everyone looked back and found that it was their good sister.

颉。

"Why? Can't I come? Solving the problem of food and clothing for all living beings in the world is also what scholars should do."

In fact, as a special talent of Yan State, Jie's identity is even more sensitive. He cannot see his sisters casually without special reasons.

But she had to come even if she didn't want to.

For Jie, both spiritual and physical nourishment are very important, otherwise the saying "reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles" would not have come into being.

She had heard about the man named Huang from Shumei a long time ago.

It was just because of the busy court affairs that she never had the opportunity to write a letter to communicate with that gentleman in person.