Chapter 194: A fairy can also become a demon14
Moreover, she asked Bodhi to investigate and found out that Qinglan made this lunch herself.
The fish meat was soft and rotten, and he also removed all the fish bones.
My ability to raise cubs continues to improve, which is good.
The fish was so big that she couldn't finish it by herself. She was full after eating a few pieces of fish.
Seeing that he still wanted to feed him, he quickly held his chopstick hand with both hands and put the fish meat into his mouth.
Afraid that she would drop the food on her body, Qinglan followed her force and placed the chopsticks in front of her. Looking at the tender, fragrant and white fish meat, his eyes paused slightly but he did not open his mouth.
He has been abstinent for many years, and these foods have no satiating effect on him.
Looking at the little guy with black and white eyes in his arms, he pursed his thin lips and put the meat into her mouth.
But she pushed the chopsticks over again, pursed her lips and looked like I'll cry if you don't eat.
In fact, what Qingwu wants to express is: If you feed me again, I will cry for you.
Because she really couldn't eat anymore. If he fed her the way he did, she would definitely become a little fat person.
Qing Lan looked at her for two seconds, a helpless and conniving sigh escaped from his lips and teeth. He opened his bright red lips slightly and ate the fish meat.
After that, he picked up another chopstick, and the little guy still grabbed his hand and put it into his mouth.
So, this lunch ended in a cycle of you feeding me and pushing me, and finally everyone was eaten by Qinglan.
After the meal, the Immortal Lord placed her on the back of the big bed.
He lay on his side next to her, fully clothed, with one hand supporting his forehead and facing her, and the other hand gently patting her back to coax her to sleep. A few strands of black hair fell in front of him as he moved. The posture of such a beautiful woman lying down was noble and pleasing to the eye.
Qingwu couldn't help but reach out and grab a strand of his hair, and then pulled it.
She looked at the Immortal Lord tentatively and saw that he was not angry, so she took it more boldly and played with it in her hands with peace of mind.
She tried to twist his hair into knots in a mischievous way, but his hair was so soft that it was smooth no matter how she did it.
Tired of playing, she stopped and looked at him, her eyes bright and her little feet tapping restlessly.
Qinglan Feng blinked lightly, pressed her foot down, and said in a low voice: "You are sleepy." Qingwu pouted.
I'm not sleepy.
The other party looked at her for a while, then covered her eyes with his hands and said in a calm voice: "Sleep."
Qingwu: "..."
She felt that Xianzun's highest understanding of raising children was to let them sleep.
I really don't want her to fall asleep all the time.
His broad hands directly covered her little face, and the big eyes under his hands blinked in confusion, and the trembling eyelashes brought a gentle itch.
Qinglan curled her fingers slightly, then took them back as if nothing had happened.
Maybe his breath is too familiar, and being around him always makes people feel at ease.
After he patted her gently for a while, Qingwu yawned, and some physiological tears overflowed from her eyes, making her eyes darker and more dazzling.
The whole little face is so soft and adorable.
The little guy slowly closed his eyes, and not long after, he heard her even breathing.
Qinglan raised her hand and looked at it for a while.
Thinking of the numbness caused by her eyelashes swiping across his palm just now, he couldn't help but stretched out his index finger and gently poked Qingwu's face.
After a few pokes, he switched from poking to pinching, gently squeezing the little guy's chubby cheeks with two fingers.
It feels like fine silk, soft and smooth.
Qingwu, who was sleeping, felt something on his face, his nose moved slightly, and he raised a hand to lightly wipe his cheek.
Qing Lan, who stopped in time, looked at her such cute behavior, slowly raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled implicitly, gently, and extremely coldly.
(End of chapter)