Ji Jue quietly looked at her face as beautiful as a flower. It was beautiful and heartbreaking.

He couldn't help reaching out his hand and gently sketching on her cheek. His voice was as soft as water, but without a trace of emotion:

"Xiaoxing, why do you want to look so good? Do you know how ridiculous I am? I wish you were disfigured.

If you are disfigured, no one will rob you from me. You belong to me.

Unfortunately, you are so beautiful, should have a better, I am disabled, can not give you happiness and happiness.

You know what? I'm content to see you every day.

As long as you can smile every day, even if you want the whole Yunxi continent, I will try my best to get it to your palm.

If someone bullies you, you must tell me. No matter what you think of me, it's brother or friend.

I hope that I am your most trustworthy person.

I have no father, no mother, you are my only family.

Without you, I am so lonely.

With you, the north is full of spring

Unfortunately, Feng Xingying can't hear it.

She didn't know how to sleep so soundly.

She is awake in her sleep.

When Feng Xingying suddenly wakes up, although it's still midnight, Ji Jue is quiet and picturesque, squinting with a white cat in her wheelchair.

Everything is normal.

Feng Xingying is suspicious, but he still gets up, takes the big red fox fur shawl hanging next to her and covers it for Ji Jue, and then walks out of the tent quietly.

She needs to go back to her space and calm down.

What happened these two days is so weird.

Although she knows that people are not optimistic about food and sex, and occasionally dream about people she likes, it is a very normal physiological phenomenon in medicine.

But she was so embarrassed to say it every night.

Feng Xingying sat in the space, holding the hairy white rabbit, watching sesame magically directing the trees to irrigate themselves and spread new seeds all over the earth.

Sesame also complacently told Feng Xingying: "master, the space is full of spiritual energy. The growth rate of LingMi here is dozens of times that of the outside. It only takes a few days to mature.

Try it, master. This is the rice I cooked myself. "

Feng Xingying mechanically took a bite of LingMi on sesame.

It's amazing!

Jingchun's spiritual power enters Feng Xingying's body through rice.

Feng Xingying takes the LingMi from sesame and looks at it carefully.

These LingMi look no different from Yunxi, one of the staple foods in mainland China. However, if you look carefully, you will find that LingMi is translucent and has a light grain on it.

The biggest advantage of this kind of LingMi is that it is not the same as Dan medicine, which is specially provided for the spirit.

This kind of LingMi can also be eaten by ordinary people, especially children. It can increase intelligence, oh no, increase spiritual potential.

Feng Xingying is holding LingMi and is in a good mood.

"Master? Is sesame food not good? Sesame can't cook. Sesame has tried her best. "

sesame heart silently Tucao: if it is not evil, the adults must enslave the family, and make complaints about their hunger as they are only a dignified beast.

Feng Xingying patted sesame's head: No, sesame's cooking is very good.

Is the cooking very good? But Lihuang Tianzun laughed at others.

Feng Xingying is obviously absent-minded. She tries to recall the situation in her dream and the difference after waking up.

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