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The second time Song Huaiqing dressed herself, it felt more familiar than the last time, but not much.

He couldn't fix the girdle on his waist, and it made him angry after a while.

"Why is this dress so difficult to put on?"

Song Huaiqing complained in a low voice, patted the girdle in his hand as if to vent his anger, and threatened to himself, "If we don't get it right, I'll burn you later."

Just after he finished speaking, he heard chuckles coming from behind him.

Song Huaiqing turned around and saw that it was Xiao Fangchi.

"I'll do it, Master."

Xiao Fangchi took the girdle from his hand skillfully, put his hands around his waist, and then flexibly flipped it with his fingers. Before Song Huaiqing could react, it was already done.

Then his eyes opened wide, looking like he was begging for praise.

However, it backfired as Song Huaiqing did not praise him as much as he imagined.

Song Huaiqing glanced at him lightly, then slapped Xiao Fangchi in the air, "Don't get so close to me in the future without my permission."

In an instant, a slap mark appeared on Xiao Fangchi's face, bright and clear.

"What the master teaches is that the disciple realizes his mistake."

Xiao Fangchi lowered his eyes, lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

"Where's breakfast?"

Song Huaiqing asked, wondering if it was due to excessive physical wear and tear. His appetite seemed to have increased. He obviously ate quite full last night, but when he woke up, he felt hungry again.

"The disciples have already arranged the arrangements. Master, please move."

Song Huaiqing slowly came to the table and sat down. When he saw what was in the bowl, he was stunned.

It's a bowl of wontons.

It looked exactly like what he ate in the fantasy world.

The good mood he felt when he woke up early in the morning disappeared instantly. A surge of anger surged into his heart. He kicked over the stool next to him: "Did you do this?"

How dare Xiao Fangchi actually make wontons for him.

"The disciple saw that Master seemed to like eating wontons, so he boldly made a portion, thinking that Master would appetize it."

"Who asked you to make your own decisions?"

"Master, forgive me, I thought you would like it."

"Oh?" Song Huaiqing raised his head and looked at Xiao Fangchi's face, "So are you dissatisfied now?"

Xiao Fangchi knelt down with a quick glance, "No disciple."

Song Huaiqing turned his gaze outside. Strangely enough, it had not rained when he first woke up, but now it was raining.

The patter of rain made him a little irritable.

He didn't speak, so Xiao Fangchi just knelt and said nothing.

After a long time, Song Huaiqing spoke, pointing to the bowl of wontons, with an unpredictable tone: "Then kneel down outside and eat it."

Xiao Fangchi still lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Don't want to?"

Song Huaiqing asked again.

Now Xiao Fangchi answered immediately.

"Disciple, obey."

After saying that, he stood up, holding the wontons, and walked out.

Song Huaiqing stood under the eaves, calmly watching Xiao Fangchi kneeling upright in the rain, eating the bowl of wontons one bite at a time.

The rainwater fell into the bowl, and Xiao Fangchi mixed it with the rainwater and drank it all.

"Master, I've finished eating."

Xiao Fangchi tilted the bowl and showed it to him, looking pitiful.

Song Huaiqing nodded, "Keep kneeling, wait until I finish eating and then come in and clean up."

Then, Song Huaiqing ate while looking at Xiao Fangchi who was kneeling in the rain.

Don't tell me, it's quite a meal.

When he was halfway through eating, Song Xiaoye came.

Song Xiaoye held a fiery red umbrella. As soon as she entered the gate of Canglang Pavilion, she was startled by the kneeling Xiao Fangchi.

"Ah, what's going on? You're still kneeling when it rains?"

"Back to Master, my disciple did something wrong. Master punishes me to kneel here and reflect."

"That's it." After hearing Xiao Fangchi's answer, Song Xiaoye nodded, "Then don't make the same mistake next time."

In fact, she also saw the red mark on Xiao Fangchi's face, but she didn't ask.

In her mind, the younger junior brother was very measured in his actions. Xiao Fangchi must have done something wrong to be punished like this.

Of course she wouldn't ask any more questions. What she just said was out of due concern for her nephew.

Song Xiaoye closed her umbrella and put it against the door. Just as she was about to step into the house, she heard her junior brother stop her.

"Use your spiritual power to dry your clothes first, so as not to make my room wet."

Although Song Xiaoye held an umbrella, she was restless when walking, and her clothes got a little wet.

Song Xiaoye couldn't help but pursed her lips, "Junior brother, do you dislike me, your senior sister?"

Although he said that, the movements of his hands were not slow, and he obediently mobilized his spiritual power to dry the clothes.

When the clothes were drying, Song Xiaoye stood at the door and walked around: "It's okay now, my little junior brother."

"Ah."

"Wow, so much delicious food! Let me try it!"

As soon as he entered the house, Song Xiaoye went straight to the dining table.

She had just seen it at the door. The breakfast at Junior Brother's place looked different from that in the dining hall. Each side dish was very delicate and the taste was definitely better than that in the dining hall.

In a few moments, the food on the table was swept away.

"Well, little junior brother, the food you have here is so delicious!"

Song Xiaoye still had vegetables in her cheeks and her words were slurred.

Song Huaiqing looked helplessly at Song Xiaoye, who seemed to be reincarnated as a starving ghost, and couldn't help but ask: "Senior sister, you came to my place, you didn't just come to eat, right?"

Song Xiaoye and Song Xuchuan are pure foodies who value eating more than practicing. Fortunately, he had eaten some just now.

"Um, wait... next."

Song Xiaoye swallowed the last bite of food, then took out a small bottle from his sleeve and pushed it in front of Song Huaiqing.

"These are some of the elixirs I have collected. They are all for replenishing the body. Junior brother, you can take them and eat them.

You must not be polite to me, senior sister. I am very familiar with the old men in Dan Pavilion and can go get the medicine at any time. And there's also Achuan's among them, he asked me to bring them together.

You also know that if the two of us come together, we will definitely bother you for a long time. If we come one by one, it will be too disturbing. You need to get more rest now. You, the pavilion master, have to go to the birthday party of the master of Tongjian Sect in person. "

"You'd better not go to Dan Pavilion Huo Huo, lest Elder Gu and the others come to settle the score with you."

Song Huaiqing didn't need to think about it to know that if something was very familiar, he could get it at any time. It was just a matter of sneaking around while the alchemist of the Alchemy Pavilion had finished refining the elixir.

Elder Gu and the others just turned a blind eye and pampered them.

"Oh." After being exposed by his junior brother, Song Xiaoye smiled sheepishly and stuffed the small bottle directly into his hand, "Just take it, Elder Gu and the others won't say anything."

Then, Song Xiaoye took out a box from the storage bag on her waist. The box emitted a faint light and was covered with a magic circle.

"Here, this is the inner elixir of the Fire Gathering Beast. It has been sealed."

Song Huaiqing took the box. Although it was covered by a magic circle, he could still feel a lot of spiritual power fluctuations.

The 700-year-old fire-gathering beast inner elixir is truly extraordinary.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Song Huaiqing's compliment almost made Song Xiaoye shed tears. God knows how difficult it was for her and Song Xuchuan to successfully hunt down the fire-gathering beast.

Hearing Song Huaiqing's words at this moment, it can be considered that his efforts were not in vain.