Everyone dislikes the beautiful little apprentice sister crying, and the heaven is panicked

"Oh, well, stop talking about those two."

Lan Fu got angry whenever he mentioned the two of them. Aren't they just trying to steal his girl?

Humph, but Lan Fu will never let them succeed.

Lan Fu took Zhuang Yaohua's hand and handed her a brocade bag. He smiled and said, "I made this especially for you. What do you think?"

Ah, Zhuang Yaohua was stunned. She didn't expect Lan Fu could also sew brocade bags.

She looked carefully and saw a vivid little white cat embroidered on the white brocade bag. Although they were both white, the silk thread used to embroider the little white cat was different. The silk thread used to embroider the little white cat was the kind of glittering, so it looked shiny and the colors did not overlap.

"You can also embroider?" Lan Fu raised his eyebrows. "Strictly speaking, this is not embroidered by me, but created by the power of Heaven."

"But...it can be considered as my embroidery."

"That's right. Anyway, you are the Heavenly Dao, and you can create anything." Zhuang Yaohua touched the brocade bag and exclaimed, "This brocade bag is so beautiful."

"This brocade bag contains the five heavenly powers that I have divided for you. You can hang it around your waist."

"These five heavenly powers can help you at the critical moment."

"During this month, if I am not here, these five heavenly powers will be able to keep you safe."

Zhuang Yaohua smiled: "Okay, thank you very much."

Seeing Zhuang Yaohua's happy look, Lan Fu nodded with satisfaction. This was not something he had conjured up, but something he had embroidered himself. At first, he thought Zhuang Yaohua would not like it, so he said that. Now it seems that Zhuang Yaohua likes it very much. He practiced privately for a long time, and it took him a full hour to master the essentials of embroidery. Fortunately, he is Tiandao......

Since he is the Heavenly Dao, he can master everything in this world. It depends on whether he is willing to learn. Now Lan Fu has specially learned embroidery for Zhuang Yaohua, and fortunately he will learn it soon.

Zhuang Yaohua looked at the vivid and lifelike little white cat on it, touched the brocade bag, and immediately said to Lan Fu happily: "Come on, help me tie this brocade bag around my waist."

"Okay!" Lan Fu nodded with a smile, and immediately stepped forward to help Zhuang Yaohua tie the brocade bag around her waist. He took a look at her thin waist, untied the belt gently, tied one end of the brocade bag to the belt, and finally tied the belt back on Zhuang Yaohua.

Zhuang Yaohua blinked her eyes, looked at the white brocade bag on her waist, turned around, and her green skirt slowly floated up. Her beautiful eyes were full of smiles: "Thank you, Lan Fu."

"How can we express our gratitude to each other? You don't have to be polite to me." Lan Fu rubbed Zhuang Yaohua's little head, looked at Zhuang Yaohua's beautiful eyes, and pondered for a while. At this time... I don't know if it is a good time to confess to Zhuang Yaohua. Now that I think about it, forget it and get closer to Zhuang Yaohua.

Lan Fu pulled Zhuang Yaohua to sit next to the table again, and with a wave of his hand, a large jar appeared on the table, which was filled with girl's red wine.

Lan Fu smiled and held up the jar and said, "This jar contains the best daughter's red wine. I got it from Venerable Yanli. Would you like to try it and see if it tastes good?"

Zhuang Yaohua raised her eyebrows: "So before... Lord Yanli said everywhere that his wine was stolen, and it was you who stole it?"

"Hey, how can we call it stealing when we are educated people? This is called taking, don't you know?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Yaohua smiled, nodded, and said, "Okay, okay, let's drink secretly, and don't tell Lord Yanli. It will be bad if he knows about this."

"Okay." Lan Fu nodded, and then excitedly took out the jar and poured a glass of wine for Zhuang Yaohua and himself. The two clinked their glasses and said proudly, "Cheers!"

Two pretty little figures were sitting there, just like two little figurines.

Lan Fu also told Zhuang Yaohua about the interesting things in the past: "I remember when I was a little white cat by your side, that was the first time I saw wine in the world." "You said that little white cats can't drink, so I never drank it. Later, I secretly tried it once... The wine tasted pretty good, and I got drunk."

Zhuang Yaohua nodded and continued, "I do remember that you were drunk at that time. I couldn't find you the next morning. I finally found you in a chicken coop on the next hill."

"When you were found, the old hen in the chicken coop on the next hill had laid an egg on your head."

"......" After hearing this, Lan Fu felt silent.

Lan Fu's mouth twitched: "Can't you say something nice?"

Zhuang Yaohua smiled and nodded, changing the subject: "Indeed... I can say something nice. I remember the first year I brought you back to Liuqing Mountain. During the New Year, I thought... I would hold a grand ceremony like the people down the mountain, so I changed you into new clothes."

"And Xiaohong, Xiaoqing, and Xiaobai all have new clothes."

"I just didn't expect that you wouldn't be able to walk in the aisle in your new clothes."

Lan Fu blushed slightly when he heard this: "I can't walk in my new clothes because the body of the little white cat I'm attached to is a little weak."

"...This little white cat's body can't walk. This is the nature of white cats."

"Okay, okay." Zhuang Yaohua nodded and said with a smile, "I also think that when you were a cat before, you had a lot of cat nature. When I knew you were Tiandao, I always saw you licking your paws inadvertently. It was all subconscious."

"What? There is such a thing, why don't I remember licking my paws often???"

"You don't just lick your paws a lot, you lick your fur, too!"

"???"

"!!!"

Lan Fu couldn't sit still after hearing this. He took a big gulp of wine and hurriedly urged Zhuang Yaohua, "Okay, Yaoyao, drink it quickly."

"... Stop talking so much."

Zhuang Yaohua couldn't help but laugh in her heart, seeing Lan Fu's face flushed with red, and there was some anger in his eyes, but he seemed helpless about it.

She was happy in her heart, "It would be nice if we could live like this forever."

Zhuang Yaohua murmured.

She took a big sip of Chenxiang's daughter's red wine: "Well, this daughter's red wine is indeed very fragrant, but... it should be quite intoxicating."