Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Feng Xi's long and narrow phoenix eyes raised a slight arc, her tone was unhurried, with a natural reassuring tranquility, Later, you can go to my private vault to pick out a few things you like.

Rong Huang responded with a smile on his face, and suddenly caught a glimpse of something on the table from the corner of his eye, and gasped, What is this?

Feng Xi picked up the clothes, handed them to Rong Huang's eyes, and pointed to a damaged place, Before you went to the fairy world, the clothes were scratched by an unknown fairy, and you had a fight with me after you came back, forgot?

Rong Huang blinked her eyes and thought about it for a long time, and barely remembered that there was such a thing.

Feng Xi threw the clothes aside, and picked up another semi-finished product, the embroidery on it was not finished yet, but the general pattern was already there.

Didn't you say you like this dress very much? I'll make you another one according to the style of this dress.

Rong Huang grows so big, the clothes she wears on weekdays are all made by Feng Xi stitch by stitch, and she will also make beautiful little skirts that are most suitable for Rong Huang according to the popular styles in the God Realm.

In Rong Huang's view, Feng Xi is not only like a serious old father, but also like a virtuous old mother.

In terms of education and academics, he has grasped everything in one hand, and in terms of basic necessities of life, food, housing and transportation.

Rong Huang sat down beside Feng Xi, rubbing against him, and said softly, Thank you.

Feng Xi glanced at her sideways, her tone didn't fluctuate much, but Rong Huang heard a smile, There is no need to say thank you between you and me.

Rong Huang hooked his wide sleeve and dangled it back and forth.

Feng Xi didn't stop him, and let him move around, pinching the embroidery needle with his slender fingers, embroidering Ronghuang's favorite patterns on the soft fabric fluently and freely.

Rong Huang watched Feng Xi finished embroidering the embroidery on the little skirt, and then dragged him to the phoenix forest to pick fruit.

The sycamore forest is not only sycamore trees, Feng Xi also planted many sacred trees in the sycamore forest two thousand years ago.

The kind that blooms for a thousand years and bears fruit for a thousand years.

Rong Huang calculated the time, and it happened to be the time when the sacred tree bear fruit recently.

Rong Huang heard from an old priest in the God Realm that this kind of fruit called secret crystal fruit can help improve one's cultivation, and it is extremely rare and rare.

Rong Huang couldn't wait to taste it.

The sacred tree that grows the secret crystal fruit is very tall, even Rong Huang couldn't see the top of the tree when he stood under the tree and raised his neck strenuously.

Rong Huang: ...

Feng Xi was not far behind, tall and tall, couldn't help laughing at this scene, stepped forward and patted the top of the little girl's hair, It's not like the secret crystal fruit grows on the top of the tree.

Rong Huang bulged his cheeks, kicked the sacred tree angrily, and then, Ah——

Rong Huang covered his forehead and looked down, there were two fist-sized secret crystal fruits at his feet.

It was her kick just now.

Mijinguo is not small, falling from such a high place, Rong Huang's eye circles were red with pain.

Rong Huang has always been squeamish, and he didn't care about picking up the secret crystal fruit, he turned his head and buried his face in Feng Xi's arms, rubbing his little head back and forth, like a coquettish little animal.

I feel so bad for the duck, please help me beat it!

Feng Xi held the little girl's slender waist with one hand, and touched her forehead with one hand, it was a little swollen.

After staring at Rong Huang for a few seconds, Feng Xi couldn't hold back, and chuckled softly.

The cold man who looked like a god's mansion smiled, like ice and snow melting, it was amazing.

It's just that Rong Huang was used to seeing Feng Xi's captivating smile, his forehead hurt badly, so he didn't care too much, he raised his head and glared at him, and said angrily, You're still laughing!