166 Make you three wishes (11)

Slater walked forward obediently, like a little chicken hearing the call, pursed his lips and stared intently into her eyes.

Suna immediately transformed into the form of a little girl, leaned forward successfully, and kissed his soft little face.

It feels soft and creamy.

Slater froze obviously, his eyes widened and his pupils narrowed.

Subconsciously biting his lower lip, he lowered his head and said nothing.

Like a little doormat being bullied.

Suna coughed and tilted his head. If she looked at her like this a few more times, she might be tempted to move.

"That's the reward."

Slater raised his hand to cover the side of his face that was being kissed, his eyes were filled with confusion, and he slowly backed away.

He didn't know how to describe it either.

The other party is not a real thing, and it feels very ethereal when you get close to it. No smell, no temperature. When it touches the face, it feels like being pressed lightly by a ball of air.

It's amazing that this is the first time he has given a reward to someone else. Is this what the original reward is?

Slater was silent for a few seconds. Just when Suna began to think about whether he had gone too far and treated an ignorant child like this, he suddenly heard the other party whisper softly:

"Is this what the reward means?"

Suna nodded.

The child opened his blue eyes and looked over without blinking and said seriously:

"I remember."

"..."

I always feel like I am bringing up a bad child.

Suna quickly changed the subject, "Are you going to pick up father?"

Slater sighed before putting the oil lamp in his pocket.

It's better to carry this thing with you, otherwise it would be bad if it was stolen like my father said.

However, he did not think deeply about what would happen if it was stolen, and why he felt that it should not be stolen.

The old fisherman was in a good mood all day today, and he was in good spirits when he came back.

"Lin'er, I have gained a lot this time."

He pressed some old banknotes at the bottom of the jar and pulled Slater to the promised place. When they came back, they were both wearing new cotton clothes.

The fisherman never lowered his lips and suddenly asked: "Where is your oil lamp?"

"Right in the pocket."

It turns out I still have it with me.

The fisherman smiled and nodded, that's good.

This child is usually not particularly interested in anything, so it would be nice to have something he likes that he wants to take good care of.

Gradually, the coldest days have passed.

The warm sun in winter falls on the snow. Because of the light, the white earth inadvertently sheds tears of joy, and it seems that it is not so cold.

These days have been going very smoothly, and even the money earned far exceeds the fisherman's expectations.

On this day, Suna was taken to the market to accompany the little master to sell fish. The oil lamp was placed in a bag in the corner.

I vaguely heard a familiar voice...

"Why do you have to go to a place like this?"

Lucifer covered his nose in disgust. This time, the escort team received an order to come here to inquire about the longevity grass. But who knew that a colleague suggested to go to the market to take a look, and maybe ask the herbal seller. villagers.

The place was a mess and had a strange smell. What can you find out?

When passing by a fish stall, he turned his head and quickened his pace. In fact, it didn't have a strong smell at all. Except for him, the soldiers accompanying him showed no change in their expressions.

Lucifer was in a really bad mood. He had not yet solved the problem of the magic lamp failing, and he still had to deal with all kinds of messy things in the palace.

Damn it, once he makes a wish and becomes the king, he will deal with that smelly old man as well.

Several soldiers were neatly dressed, and the golden tassels on their shoulders swayed slightly with the pace of the people.