Six-Year-Old Child, Baojiao, is Busy with Kingdom-Building

Jiaojiao's hands were a little sore from holding so many things, but thanks to Master who took them in time, she breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her wrists.

The winking Miaomiao escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, jumped into Jiaojiao's arms, and Jiaojiao subconsciously hugged it to support her, her wrist was sore again.

"Jiaojiao~ meow, hey!"

Before Bai Miaomiao finished speaking, she was picked up by a big hand, and the next second it was lightly thrown to the ground.

Although there was no pain, it was extremely insulting. Bai Miaomiao said angrily, "This bad guy meddles in his own business, I'm so mad!"

Jiaojiao looked at Miaomiao, and then looked at Master suspiciously.

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows, and his voice was a little teasing: "Aren't your wrists sore?"

Jiaojiao was taken aback for a moment, raised her little hand to look at it, and suddenly understood what Master meant.

It turned out that Master was afraid that her hands would get sore.

Jiaojiao happily curved her lips and said in a waxy voice, "Master, you are so careful."

Rong Yan chuckled when he heard this, looked at the porcelain pot and the oil-wrapped paper in his hand, and asked, "Is it for me again?"

Jiaojiao nodded, her big black eyes were bright, and she said softly: "The lucky pot is a gift from me to Master, and the brown sugar is made by my mother. My father asked me to give it to Master."

Rong Yan heard the name of the whole family, raised his brows, smiled with his phoenix eyes, nodded and said: "Then thank Baojiao and your parents."

"You're welcome, Master, what do you want to give me?" Jiaojiao asked with watery eyes and curiosity.

Hearing her straightforward question, Rong Yan hooked his lips and tore off a soft whip from his waist, and said in a magnetic voice: "After searching around, this is the only thing that suits you."

The whip that Rong Yan handed over was extremely exquisite in workmanship, the color of the whip was light gray with a touch of white, and the body of the whip had patterns outlined with golden threads, which looked exquisite and intimidating.

Jiaojiao's eyes sparkled, she picked up the whip and looked at it curiously, exclaimed excitedly: "Wow, this color is really pretty, thank you Master."

Seeing that her two chubby cheeks were very attractive when she smiled, Rong Yan resisted the urge to pinch her cheeks, and pulled back his lips: "As long as you like it."

The whip was thin and soft to the touch, Jiaojiao had no place to put it, so she wrapped it around her waist as a belt.

Not to mention, it really looks like a belt just wrapped around it like this. If you don't pay attention, you won't notice it's a whip.

"Master, the gift you gave me is really nice, it can also be used as a belt..."

Bai Miaomiao, who was completely ignored, went mad, looked at Rong Yan cursing in her heart, and jumped onto the branch of a tree to wait.

This cunning human being, it was fine on the tree before, but a sudden burst of internal force directly knocked it down, and it fell directly into his arms.

Thinking of being hugged by him, Bai Miaomiao grabbed a handful of leaves and wiped her body with her paws, so she would definitely not let him smell him.

Jiaojiao was talking to Master, and the two of them never noticed this scene.

Wang Zhuangzhi looked at his niece talking with others and smiled. Although he couldn't hear what they were talking about, he saw the master handing out the whip. If he had only met him once, why did he know him so well.

He was about to ask Erya how he met the master, but when he turned his head, he saw a monk in cassock walking in from the back door, followed by the monk who had notified earlier.

"Master!" Wang Zhuangzhi hurriedly smiled and waved.

"Erya, you stay here, you must take care of Jiaojiao, daddy is going to talk to the master."

After Wang Zhuangzhi instructed Erya, he walked towards the two masters with big bags and small bags.

Seeing this, Ji Jie joined hands and walked towards this side.

The two approached, Ji Le took the lead and said with a smile to Wang Zhuangzhi: "Benefactor Wang, we meet again."

"Master, it turned out to be you!"

Wang Zhuangzhi was a little excited when he saw Ji Le. When he bought the house earlier, he followed Master Xu Yi, so he had an impression.

The monk at the side introduced with a smile: "Benefactor, this is the master I told you about."

Only then did Wang Zhuangzhi come to his senses, and hurriedly said with a smile, "Oh, Master Ji, I never knew your name when I met him once. I'm so disrespectful and disrespectful."

Ji Ji hurriedly raised his hand, and said with a gentle smile: "Don't want to flatter and kill the benefactor Wang, and then ordinary monks, let's go into the wing room and talk about the courtyard."

Wang Zhuangzhi glanced at the direction of Erya, and said to the two masters embarrassedly: "I took the children up the mountain, and they can't stay in the wing room to talk about things. If you need me, master, please help me to watch for a while."

"Don't worry, Lord Wang, I'll let Zhixin go."

After finishing speaking, Ji Le patted the monk beside him, Zhi Xin put his palms together and nodded, "Yes, Master Ji Ji."

Seeing Zhixin walking to Erya's side, Wang Zhuangzhi heaved a sigh of relief, silently silently with Master and walked into the backyard gratefully.

Er Ya was looking at her younger sister, when she turned her head, she suddenly found that there was another person behind her. Seeing that it was the monk Master, she hurriedly put her palms together and politely shouted: "Hello, Master."

Zhixin also joined hands together, "Little benefactor."

Erya scratched her head, wondering why he was standing next to her, but she couldn't find him after searching around the yard.

Zhixin explained gently: "Little benefactor, your father is talking with Master Ji, please wait a moment."

"Oh." Erya withdrew her gaze, looked at her sister, and secretly glanced at the monk beside her from time to time.

Zhixin closed her eyes, turned the beads with her fingertips and began to chant Buddha silently.

At the same time, Jiao Jiaozhen on the opposite side was teaching Rong Yan to eat brown sugar cakes.

"This is not hot anymore, if you want to swallow it in one bite, or you will leak the brown sugar in a while."

Rong Yan stared at the soft white cake in his hand, the place where the brown sugar was wrapped in the middle reflected a little dark red.

He opened his mouth and was about to try it, when suddenly a monkey jumped out, its fur paws went straight to the brown sugar cake.

Rong Yan showed displeasure, and waved his hand to block it.

The monkey seemed to have bumped into something unknown, and fell directly on the grass two meters away, "Chirp!" It yelled twice and got up, looking fiercely at Rong Yan and Jiaojiao, and kept talking. "Squeak—"

Looking at the monkey, Jiaojiao felt goosebumps all over her body, closed her eyes and plunged into Rong Yan's arms.

Rong Yan's body froze immediately, he never thought that the little guy would hug him suddenly.

The person in his arms was so soft, and there was a faint scent of milk in his nostrils, he, who had always been obsessed with cleanliness, forgot to push her away for a moment.

Jiaojiao was really frightened, she had practiced for so long, and she only had shadows on monkeys.

At that time, when she was still a ginseng spirit, she was dug by a monkey digging the ground, half of her body was about to fall into her mouth, but fortunately she escaped.

If the dead monkey was talking about her today, Jiaojiao would be unconsciously afraid when she saw the same kind again.

Rong Yan felt that the little guy in his arms was scared, he glanced at the monkey in the distance, his eyes were sharp and cold.

The monkey was also a spirited person, and when he sensed Rong Yan's intention to kill, he was so frightened that he hurriedly fled towards the side of the road.

"Hey, no! Let go, Jiaojiao, you can't hug this guy, ah, I'm going crazy!"

The white Miaomiao on the tree looked mad. Human beings value innocence the most, and like to make promises with their bodies the most. Jiaojiao can't have a crush on this guy, or he will cry to death!