Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

Xiaoyu silently looked at the two people talking about each other and felt that the surrounding air seemed to be bubbling with pink bubbles.

He sighed for Su Haitang's good acting skills, and secretly stunned her courage, really not afraid that Cheng Yuanzheng's vinegar jar would turn around and toss her.

Su Haitang has already discussed the meaning of Tao Te Ching with the young and ignorant version of Nan Yu.

She has the cultural connotations of thousands of years accumulated in later generations to draw on, and it is easy for her to fool the teenagers who are obviously in love in front of them.

"Thank you Fairy for your advice. Nan Yu didn't want to repay him, so he gave it to him. Fairy Bo smiled."

Nan Yu blushed slightly, took the initiative to take out a bamboo flute, held it in both hands and brought it over.

Su Haitang glanced around, and felt familiar, and asked Xiaoyu silently in his heart.

"Why look at this flute, it looks a bit like the purple bamboo flute my master gave me?"

It's not that she is clumsy and can't tell the difference when looking at Xiaodi. On the contrary, she is careful and keenly aware of the similar feelings under different appearances.

Women's instincts are very accurate, and Su Haitang's cultivation base is now broken, and his observation and judgment of the nature of things is even more inferior.

"It's a bit like." Xiaoyu echoed, urging her to accept the gift.

"This flute doesn't look like a common product, put it away! Even if it can't help Yu Nanjin on the expedition, it is still a high-level magic weapon. I can absorb the spiritual energy contained in it!"

Su Haitang was a little tangled.

She is also very willing to kill big families, especially enemies on the opposite side, and she will not be soft.

However, she was also afraid of her own vinegar man, a little afraid to accept other wild men's things.

"Fairy doesn't like this flute?" Nan Yu saw her hesitate, her face was red and pale, and she cautiously pulled out a shy and flattering smile. "It's Nan Yu being reckless..."

He was about to put away the flute, thinking about preparing a new gift to please the girl's favorite, but found that his hand was empty, and the flute was gently and skillfully changed into the fairy's hand.

Su Haitang glanced at him with a faint smile, shaking the bamboo flute in his hand at random, and the emerald green windings drew a beautiful arc in the air, faintly bringing out the sound of whining.

"Thank you. But it's not convenient for me today, and I didn't bring a proper gift in return."

Su Haitang's explanation just catered to the teenager's psychology, and Nan Yu's eyes gathered light again, as crystal clear as the stars in the sky.

Enchanting.

No wonder her man is so handsome and he has a good foundation!

Su Haitang was stunned by the instant brilliance of beauty, his heart stopped beating, and then he bounced twice.

In the future, she and Cheng Yuanzheng's son will be like this, right? It must have been robbed by the little girls.

Her mother-in-law might be good, and the daughter-in-law will probably respect her and pull her to unite the front; that is, she has to chop off her son's peach blossoms for her daughter-in-law, which is a bit tiring work.

Su Haitang deliberately distracted her thoughts, and then faced Nan Yu's exquisite and perfect beauty, she wouldn't be easily confused and turned upside down.

"No. The fairy has given all his cultivation experience to one another. It is already a great gift, and I will never forget it."

Nan Yu was red with ears and insisted on bidding farewell to the ceremony, showing signs of fleeing.

"Tsk, man."

Xiaoyu snorted disdainfully.

"You even scolded yourself in."

Su Haitang reminded him in a good mood, touching the blooming lotus, feeling the vigorous vitality, and his own fast-rising cultivation base, concentrating on comprehension.

The flowers are blooming, the lotus is mature, and the nine lotus seeds in it are rosy and lovely!