101 ways of death of male god in fast time travel

Chapter 173 Ancestral God Shihua Cookies (not related to the main text)
Shihua lay on his lap, a red petal of Yuqiong fell on his eyes, and before he could blink, he was taken away.

"I'm so bored, Ancestor God." He sighed.

Ancestral God reached out and gently covered her eyes: "What do you want to do? It's fine."

Suddenly got up and sat up straight: "I don't know what I'm going to do." Looking at him with big eyes flickering: "I want to eat oranges."

Even the ancestors have never heard of this name: "What is an orange?" "Emmmm, it's yellow, sweet and sour, with a skin on the outside that needs to be peeled off." As he spoke, he started to start with his hands. Gesture, how big is it and how is it?

Ancestral God watched her dancing indulgently, then stretched out his hand and suddenly pulled her hand in front of him: "Sweetheart, isn't it you?"

"That's it." Shihua raised his eyebrows and smiled, a little shamelessly, and lay down on his lap again: "But, I really want to eat oranges, can you make them?"

Ancestral God actually doesn't know what it is, but she will try it, she likes it anyway.Then he nodded: "Let's try it."

Shihua went to find a pen and paper, intending to draw the appearance of an orange for Zu Shen, holding the pen in his hand and staring at the paper, he was stunned, she knew what it looked like, but if he could draw it, forget it and try.

With a brush and ink, I began to draw seriously, and added two leaves very thoughtfully.

But?What is this tm?Why does it look like an egg, emmm, I am not an art student like Zhou Zhou, how could I draw it like that.

"Let me see." Ancestor God reached out and took the paper: "Is this an egg or a plum?"

Shihua was unhappy, even if his work was ugly, he could only dislike it, so he swiped a pen and drew a stroke on his hand: "Don't dislike it."

"It's not that I hate it, but I really don't know what it is." The ancestor god looked at it for a long time but really didn't understand it.

Shihua put down his pen and looked at Ancestor God with his chin in his hands, "I just don't know how to draw with a pen. What can I do? I'm also desperate!"

The Ancestor God was not annoyed. Instead, he stood up, walked behind her, sat down, and held her hand: "I'll teach you. If you tell me, I'll draw it for you."

The two of them were so close that they could smell the jasmine fragrance on his body, which disturbed Shihua. He turned to look at his handsome face and nibbled on it.

Patriarch God didn't say anything in pain, instead he turned his head and touched her lips lightly with his nose: "Hey, draw it first."

Shihua slandered in his heart: At this time, he is still drawing a ghost, straight man.

Although he thought this way, he still started to draw it seriously. The two of them seemed to have the same mind. Whatever Shihua was thinking, the ancestors could draw it. In the end, when he saw the lifelike oranges on the paper, he couldn't help himself. Confidence.

"Wow, labor and management are really powerful."

Zushen smiled and put down the pen, and Wen Wen echoed: "Well, Shihua is very powerful." Then he took the paper out of her hand and put it on the table: "Now, it's time to talk about important things."

"Important matter?" He scratched his head strangely and looked at the ancestor god.

The ancestor god smiled slightly, and immediately hugged him up: "You think I won't pursue it."

Shihua's face turned red, and he pursed his lips and responded unyieldingly: "Come on, whoever is a coward is a dog."

The wind carried the Yuqiong flowers and blown away the rice paper on the low table of Guixu in vain, and floated to every corner of Guixu with the feeling of spring, and the red flowers became more and more gorgeous.

Shihua rubbed his waist and came down from the third floor. Looking at the rice paper and dried ink stains flying around on the ground, he wondered how long he had been tossing with him.

Resigned to his fate, he bent down and picked up all the rice paper, but the ancestor god was nowhere to be seen.

"The good guy ran away after eating and wiping up." Just as he was about to go down to find someone, he came back in white clothes.

Shihua blushed, a little shy, but before he thought of him, he became angry again, crossed his hips and cursed: "You still know to come back? This place is not cleaned up, and you want me to come. You don't know that his back hurts."

"Ahua Mo is going to be angry, look what I brought you." Ancestral God smiled and walked over, opened his palm, and there was a seed, which looked a bit like an orange core.

"This?" He reached out and took the orange core and looked at it: "It really looks like an orange core. Let's take a look at it?"

"Give it to Jiuyao and let him plant it. These Guixu are all jade flowers. I'm afraid it won't be a good life."

Shihua thought about it too, and took the ancestor god to Jiuyao Xianjun's mansion.

"Jiuyao, Jiuyao come out soon, come to work!" Shihua trotted all the way into the gate of the mansion, pulling the ancestor god, ignoring the kneeling Xian'e around, and went straight inside.

Jiu Yao had heard the voice a long time ago, put down the matters in hand and came out to greet him: "Ancestor God Kang Ning, Grandmother Kang Ning."

"Don't pray, you plant a tree for me!" He said and handed over the seeds in his hand.

Jiu Yao took it with both hands, but stared at Yan Sheng: "What is this?" "Oranges, they are my favorite oranges. My man brought them for me. It's amazing." He turned his head and smiled at the ancestor god.

The ancestor god who was originally expressionless suddenly laughed, which frightened Jiu Yao a lot.This ancestor god is superior to everyone, but Shihua loves him from the bottom of his heart, so that's fine, as long as she is safe.

The two planted the seeds together again, and after watering, Shihua couldn't wait: "Ah, when will it grow up!"

Seeing that she couldn't wait any longer, Zushen bent slightly and whispered in Shihua's ear: "Now!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and made a palm-sized bottle filled with water.

I poured half a bottle into it, and the little green shoots really broke out of the ground, and gradually grew to the height of my knees.

"It's amazing!" It won't be long before I can eat oranges.

Watching the tree grow up and grow taller, it didn't stop until it was as tall as Jiuyao: "When will it bear fruit?" He looked at the ancestor god with wide eyes.

"Three days later." The ancestor god took back the jade bottle: "Now let's go back to the market."

"Okay." Hopeful to eat oranges, Shihua is very happy, turned around and held the hand of Zushen, and planned to return to the market, but halfway through, he suddenly thought of something and turned back to Jiuyao.

"Jiu Yao, if it bears fruit, you must tell me, don't you understand?" The way Qian exhorted Wan to ask, made Jiu Yao's heart also happy: "Got it." As he said, he stretched out his index finger to poke He poked her eyebrows.

Seeing that he agreed, he was relieved, turned around and ran towards the ancestor god, throwing himself into his arms: "Let's go back."

"Okay." He reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, and led her away.

Three days later, Shihua looked at the delivered oranges and always felt that something was wrong. The oranges were a little ugly, a little green, and they didn't look very good. I wondered how they tasted.

"I don't think it works." He knelt down on the low table and looked at a few tangerines, muttering in his heart.

"Try it?" Zushen said, reached out and took one, peeled off the skin himself, twisted out a petal and fed it to Shihua.

Shihua chewed two mouthfuls and wrinkled his face: "It's a bit sweet." Then he crawled along the table to the ancestor god: "You try it?" He said and directly passed his mouth up.

Ancestor God was forced to eat half of the oranges, which were bitter and astringent and tasted really bad, but he enjoyed them so much. After eating the oranges, he wrapped her in his arms and rubbed the top of her hair: "Ah Hua, this scene Not a dream?"

"Of course not." She buried her face in his chest and replied with a smile.

The ancestor god didn't dare to say that he couldn't find you in the Yuqiong Forest in his dream.

　Cough cough cough!Knock on the blackboard: "Rebirth 90: The Almighty Ruffian Loves the Overlord" / Di Yuqiu

　　According to Jiyou himself, this is not a novel, this is a pot of dog food, I don’t believe it, but I don’t have any proof, you go and have a look, come back and tell me if she lied to me, just ^o^～

　　


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