Bai Lian put down the chopsticks in his hand, put a fist to his lips and coughed softly. He raised his chin seriously and looked at Fang Geyu with a downcast look: "Young Master, there is no need to learn from others when I speak."
This demeanor of being arrogant, disrespectful and looking down on others is something I have learned very well.
Fang Geyu was completely amused and laughed loudly: "This image, this expression and tone are so similar, I really want to go up and punch you."
Parian felt amused.
Miss Fang, you are not self-aware.
He also knows that this look is annoying, so he doesn't restrain himself. He is really rich and willful.
Just as he was suppressing the arrogant expression on his face, Fang Geyu suddenly stopped laughing, and his voice was vague and low: "Then... let's just say it like this..."
Balian cast a doubtful look at her, but saw that she was holding a large piece of cake.
Maybe the lines on the cake were very nice, so she looked at it carefully with great interest. She held it in her hand without eating it, covering her little face that was as big as a palm, so her expression couldn't be seen clearly.
He asked: "What did you say?"
As soon as he finished asking, Miss Fang stepped on his foot. It didn't hurt, but he could feel that she was angry.
Hu Bing turned away, revealing her big round eyes, staring at him angrily: "As promised, I will take you, a country bumpkin, to visit the fairy city. Why, do you want to go back on your word?"
Seeing that she became angry again for no reason, like an angry little leopard.
Balian quickly scooped up a spoonful of noodle soup and fed it to her, saying in a coaxing tone, "I won't regret it if I don't regret it."
Why does it feel like Fang Geyu is more difficult to serve than when he first entered the mountain realm?
"That's pretty much it." Fang Geyu's big, glaring eyes returned to their original state. Looking at the spoonful of noodle soup that Bai Lian fed her, she enjoyed it with peace of mind.
She was afraid of the spicy taste and sipped it slowly.
Balian was very patient with her and fed her soup with one hand.
Fang Geyu sipped it, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
She raised her head, her little lips red from the heat and said, "Whose spoon did you use to feed me the soup?"
Balian was stunned, looked down and said, "There is only one spoon."
She only ordered a bowl of Bashu noodles. The spoon was not something you could use like chopsticks, but the old woman had prepared it for you, so she only had one spoon.
Fang Geyu's face suddenly turned red as blood, and he lost his voice and said, "You feed me soup with the spoon you used to eat?"
Balian was stunned. Just now he could taste the taste of the soup noodles. For a moment, he thought he was an ordinary person and forgot about the taboos.
His expression changed drastically, and he trembled with lips as he said, "Quick, quick, quick! Fang Geyu, you have many treasures. Do you have any elixir to detoxify corpses?"
Thinking that the two of them had been eating the same bowl of noodles for a long time just now, they might have tasted all the poison.
Balian was in a hurry.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't have a brain, why is Fang Geyu so careless?
Even a thousand-year-old immortal like Sister Wen was so poisoned by him that he couldn't walk. How could Fang Geyu's small body endure it?
Seeing that Fang Geyu had no intention of getting the medicine to detoxify himself, he just covered his mouth and looked at the spoon in shame, and the pancakes fell on the table in shock.
"Is this a question of corpse poison or not?!!! The bigger problem is this spoon! This spoon! I just ate it from your mouth for a long time and then fed it to me! Bastard!"
Fang Geyu was so angry that he stamped his feet.
She has grown so old that she has never tasted anyone's saliva.
This little corpse demon is so annoying!
Balian also stamped his feet anxiously: "That is to say, this spoon is stained with my saliva, it cannot be eaten, it is poisonous, you... you, you, come with me to find the doctor."
He went to tug Fang Geyu's sleeve.
I was really afraid that Fang Geyu would suddenly become hardened.
It would be really not fun to be poisoned to death by someone from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance instead of having breakfast with him.
Fang Geyu shook off his hand and hid behind him. His usually very flexible face became angry and incoherent. He slapped the table and started to fight with him!
"With your little poison, you really thought it would poison me to death! My mother is Penglai Immortal, and I am Fang Geyu! I will purify you of your diluted little poison in one go!
I'll give you a chance. Even if I give you a chance, I'll pass the saliva directly from mouth to mouth. You have the final say in how much you pass. If you can poison me and stun me, your ability will be judged! "
Bailian was dumbfounded and stumbled: "Mouth...mouth to mouth?" He finally realized his mistake.
Fang Geyu was also dumbfounded, frightened by his powerful words just now.
What do you mean by giving him a chance? ! ! !
He has the final say on what it means to cross and how much to cross! ! !
What, what, what!
Balian subconsciously glanced at the small spoon soaking in the soup bowl, and then immediately shrank back like a pinprick, his pale handsome face gradually turning red.
I couldn't help but take two steps back, grabbed a hard-boiled egg on the table, rolled it in my hands, and then put it down again. I didn't know where to put my hands.
He didn't dare to look at Fang Geyu, so he sat back in his seat, pretending to prop his cheeks up, and turned his face to look at the snowy scene outside the window. After a long while, he said, "The first one to use that spoon was Fang Geyu."
Fang Geyu: "..." That seems to be the case.
"And Fang Geyu, when you and I were competing for noodles, you also used that spoon."
Fang Geyu's little head was spinning.
It seemed that this was the case again. Not only did she compete with him for a meal, she also took the spoon he had just put down and scooped up the soup herself.
Balian secretly glanced at the eldest lady, whose face was green and red. He shook the pot seriously: "Before I fed you the soup, you had eaten from that spoon several times. Don't blame me for being careless. I...I didn't think about it. Take advantage of the little girl." They all stuttered.
More than that!
Not only did she eat his spoon several times, but he also ate the spoon that came out of her mouth several times...
Neither she nor her mother had eaten in this way.
Have you really been possessed by a ghost today?
She had only been protected by this boy once, but was she already so careless and defenseless against him?
Horrible, terrible, terrible.
Fang Geyu's face seemed to be on fire, it was so hot that it burned her. She waved her little hands in a hurry, her head felt big: "Okay, okay! Let's turn this over and don't mention it again."
Balian nodded, his handsome face turned red, he picked out the spoon, ate the noodle soup in a few mouthfuls, drank the soup and directly picked up the bowl, took a sip and then stopped.
The noodle bowl, which was bigger than the plate, had one eye exposed. Bailian looked at Fang Geyu and asked in a low voice, "Are you really okay?"
Fang Geyu suddenly felt that he looked a little cute with a red face and a cautious look. He coughed lightly and said, "Well...it doesn't matter."
"You...if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me and I will take you to see a doctor."
"Hmm..." Fang Geyu picked up the biscuit and started to bite it. Suddenly she let out a light sigh: "When did your ear get hurt?"
Baili'an placed the bowl down and wondered: "My ears?"
