Wu Xin was baking sweet potatoes with a focused expression. Suddenly, she heard the voice of her master and was shocked. She looked up at the carriage.

I saw that Yueying had already got off the carriage and walked towards her. The orange light of dusk spread on Yueying's body, adding another mysterious light to her.

Seeing Wu Xin looking at her dazedly, Yueying called her in confusion, "Xin'er? What's wrong?" Could it be that something was on her face? Thinking of this, Yueying raised her hand and touched her face, no?

Wuxin came back to his senses and saw his master touching his face in a daze. She lowered her head embarrassedly, "Master, are you awake? I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't call you."

The sweet potatoes are roasted, so the master can eat some, and this is something I asked for from Uncle Zhong, and the taste is particularly sweet.”

Yueying smelled the sweet potatoes in the air and her appetite also became aroused. I still remember that when she was young, she was in an orphanage, and her favorite was sweet potatoes.

Especially in winter, when eating hot roasted sweet potatoes, it is sweet and you can feel warm all over your body, as if the sweet potatoes have a happy taste.

"Well, give me one." Yueying nodded, took out a bench from the space ring, found a comfortable seat and sat down.

Then she took out a soft couch, waved at Wuxin, and signaled her to sleep with the soft couch tonight.

Wuxin's expression softened for a moment, and then returned to her former serious expression. She peeled the sweet potatoes and placed them on a plate, then carefully cut them with a knife, took out the chopsticks and placed them on the edge of the plate.

She held the plate and handed it to Yueying, "Master, eat while it's hot."

Yueying looked at her little apprentice speechlessly. How could she feel like she is an apprentice? Wuxin is a master?

"Xin'er, I have some skills in my teacher. Besides, my teacher is not a porcelain doll. Why are you doing so meticulously?

You are still young, why should you be so mature? You should not lose the naughty and childhood you should have. If you are a promiscuous teacher, you can act coquettishly towards your teacher, and you can accept it." Yueying felt sorry for her little apprentice. If she was in modern times, she would be as young as her, and she should act coquettishly in her parents' arms, and a carefree life would be.

She wanted to give her the care, but it seemed that her little apprentice had become accustomed to handling her own affairs and became very good at taking care of others. This really made her feel that she was powerless.

Wuxin pursed his lips and looked at Yueying taking the plate, but his expression was full of helplessness, "Master, for me, the life with you is my childhood, and I am very happy now.

As for acting cute... I don't like to be so pretentious. Didn't the master say that? Those who practice immortals must pay attention to their behavior. After all, while we are resting in immortals, we also cultivate our body and mind.

Did the disciple do something wrong? Or did the disciple understand it wrong?"

Yueying... Why do you feel like the stone you moved hit her in the foot? Although that's what you said, it's just targeting her without getting crooked!

Looking at Wu Xin's little face nervously looking at her appearance, Yueying deeply felt that she had hurt a child, a young heart.

Alas, I feel that my IQ is getting less and less useful recently. Is this a swelling thing? Even her little apprentice can't even say it.

"Xin'er understands it very well. I just thought about testing you just now. I didn't expect that Xin'er will is so firm. I'm very pleased." It's so gratifying! I always feel that my little apprentice is developing in something amazing, but she can only watch and can't say that, sure enough, her IQ has dropped recently...
Chapter completed!