She said she didn't care.

But his face was full of pity.

It was as if Bai Yihuang had been bullied cruelly by Ying Qian in a place where Bai Yihuang couldn't see him.

Qiluoxian bit her red lips tightly and glanced at Bai Yihuang with her peripheral vision. She saw that he was looking at Yingqian with a look of worry on his face, and he felt happy immediately.

She quickly said again:

"Junior brother, I'm fine, don't worry too much, and don't blame Junior Sister Yingqian!"

"That's good."

Bai Yihuang nodded slightly.

Finally, he looked back at Qiluoxian and said:

"Since there's nothing to do, just leave."

Qiluoxian was stunned.

She originally thought that Bai Yihuang would definitely drive Ying Qian out after listening to her words.

But he said nothing.

There wasn't even a word to reprimand Yingqian.

Instead, Qiluoxian was driven away.

Could it be that in Bai Yihuang's heart, Yingqian is already more important than her, the senior sister who has been with him for many years?

This is impossible!

Most likely, Bai Yihuang wanted to punish Ying Qian, but he didn't let her see the dirt because he was worried about hurting her eyes.

Qiluoxian's beautiful eyes lit up, she cared more about Yingqian than Bai Yihuang. Obviously this explanation satisfied her more.

And that should be what Bai Yihuang was thinking.

"Okay, I'll leave first."

Qiluoxian smiled and said to Yan Yan, her admiration for Bai Yihuang was written all over her stunning face.

pity.

Bai Yihuang didn't notice at all.

Qiluoxian reluctantly left.

When he reached the entrance of the cave, he didn't forget to turn around, hoping to catch his eye.

Her affectionate eyes only met Bai Yihuang's cold back.

He didn't look back.

He didn't even look at Qiluoxian again.

The movement behind disappeared.

Bai Yihuang picked up the basket containing the spiritual fruits, walked to the edge of the cold pool, and asked condescendingly:

"Want to eat?"

Yingqian nodded obediently.

Bai Yihuang raised his thin lips.

Picking up a spiritual fruit, he weighed it twice in his palms, and spiritual energy surged out.

The spirit fruit was frozen into a solid ice pimple in front of Ying Qian.

Not to mention eating.

You can use it as a murder weapon.

Ying Qian laughed angrily.

She looked up at Bai Yihuang and said sincerely:

"Let's see a doctor. Now that medicine has developed, mental problems can also be covered by medical insurance. It doesn't cost much."

Bai Yihuang couldn't understand her nonsense.

But he also noticed Ying Qian's suppressed anger.

But that puffy little face.

It's actually a bit cute.

There was an arrogant smile on Bai Yihuang's lips. This time, the entire basket was frozen into ice, and then he dropped it and shattered into pieces of cracked snow flying in the sky.

Yingqian lowered his head expressionlessly and hid half of his face in the cold pool.

She needs to restrain herself.

Don't go to Bai Yihuang to risk your life out of impulse.

"Angry?"

Bai Yihuang bent down and looked into Ying Qian's angry eyes. He seemed to be delighted, and even his handsome eyebrows showed a touch of joy.

Yingqian ignored him.

It felt like there was an annoying buzzing of flies in my ears.

"Here."

Bai Yihuang turned his palms.

He handed an oil paper package to Yingqian.

The strong aroma of meat fills your nose.

Ying Qian glanced at Bai Yihuang, then opened the oil paper package with his hands, and saw the steaming roast chicken inside.

"A gift from someone else."

Bai Yihuang snorted softly and turned his head to cover the reddish tips of his ears.

"I don't need to use mortal food to give it to you. If you don't want it, just throw it away."

Who would have the guts to give Bai Yihuang a roast chicken?

I’m afraid it’s not too long to live!

Yingqian rolled his eyes angrily but did not expose it.

She pulled off the chicken legs and stuffed them into her mouth, took a bite, and said vaguely:

“It smells so good!”

With her mouth full of meat, her cheeks were slightly bulging. As she chewed, her dark eyes shone with satisfaction.

Don't know why.

Bai Yihuang couldn't take his eyes away from Ying Qian's mouth full of oil.

If it were anyone else, eating ordinary food in his cold pool would leave traces on his hands and mouth.

I'm afraid it might have turned into an ice sculpture long ago.

But it was Yingqian who was replaced by Bai Yihuang, who held the oil paper bag and let her pinch the chicken legs with both hands, eating quite happily.

Bai Yihuang looked at her for a while, with a soft affection in his eyes that quietly grew without him even knowing it.

Ying Qianou raised his head.

When they met Bai Yihuang's gaze, they were both stunned.

Bai Yihuang quickly turned his head, but when he saw the spirit fruit that had frozen into lumps of ice, he immediately became angry again.

He glared at Yingqian and gritted his teeth and said:

"Even an eight-year-old naughty boy knows not to eat other people's food. Are you worse than a child?"

Yingqian: "Ah?"

Why is he so angry again?

This man's temper is really strange.

I'm afraid I didn't grow up eating dynamite.

"Neuropathy."

Ying Qian muttered, and seeing that Bai Yihuang was still angry, he quickly handed over the chicken leg bones that had eaten all the meat, and said with a flattering look on his face:

"Immortal Lord, you eat!"

Chicken bones with teeth marks were brought to the bottom of the eyes.

Bai Yihuang's face was expressionless, he just stretched out his hand and pinched Yingqian's cheek.

Tentacles are warm.
To be continued...