Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

321 asked curiously, "What's your idea? I see that Pillar of the World is so spoiled with the child, it might be difficult for him to be a strict teacher."

The portion of pastries on the crystal petal tray was just right, and Gu Qingyan would come back with the meal every time we were almost done.

Jiang Zhiyi took a custard-filled one and said calmly to 321, "Don't worry, as long as those geniuses are not born lazy, it will be fine."

321 asked: "What if it is?"

Jiang Zhiyi laughed: "Then I will perform my duties as the eldest senior sister."

Her cute little face had a cold smile, which made people feel a chill down their spine for some reason.

321 began to pray in his heart that those little geniuses sent by the world consciousness were all diligent and good babies.

Otherwise, looking at the host's condition, I'm afraid he will have to take drastic measures.

Gu Qingyan cooked very quickly, and the three dishes and one soup that perfectly suited Jiang Jinhe's taste were soon served on the table.

Jiang Jinhe is already three years old, but Gu Qingyan has no intention of letting the child eat by himself. He feeds her while holding her during every meal.

Because he had no experience in raising children before, he also used a water mirror to see how people raised children in the world.

Most children from wealthy families are still fed at the age of 7 or 8, so he did the same.

Gu Qingyan picked up a cooked pink flower and wanted to feed it into Jiang Jinhe's mouth.

But when Jiang Jinhe saw the dish, he didn't want to eat it and kept his mouth tightly shut.

She just wanted to eat the fried meat in this dish, meat!

Seeing that the child refused to eat the vegetables again, Gu Qingyan sighed helplessly in his heart.

He didn't really want to force the child to eat vegetables she didn't like, he really wanted to prepare her for future practice.

Various monster meats and various spiritual plants are combined together.

Monster meat is delicious, but most spiritual plants taste like vegetables.

The best way to make these natural treasures into pills is to eat them directly, the second best is to absorb them directly, and the worst is to make them into dishes.

In order to maintain the medicinal properties and make the food taste good, he almost prepared to cook like he was refining an elixir, but only in this way could Jiang Jinhe eat a few more bites.

Gu Qingyan still had that elegant look, and he rarely smiled even when he was coaxing people. All his emotions were hidden in his eyes.

"Jinhe, can you have another bite?"

Jiang Jinhe grabbed the fabric of his collar and said, "I have already eaten three of these pink flowers!"

Gu Qingyan said: "How about eating one more? Dragon core flower is good for your tendons and veins, and it will save you a lot of pain when you practice sword in the future."

The heart of the dragon core flower is the best for tempering tendons and veins.

When other people are refining elixirs, let alone the flower heart, as long as they can use a few petals and combine them with other complementary medicinal materials, they can refine a furnace of elixirs.

Even if the alchemist's level is questionable and he can only produce six pills in one furnace, there will still be six more martial arts geniuses in the world.

But no elixir is completely harmless. Although Gu Qingyan's method lost some of its medicinal properties, it allowed Jiang Jinhe to absorb these things completely harmlessly.

Jiang Jinhe looked at Gu Qingyan with her round eyes and asked in a puzzled voice.

"Master, is it because I don't have good talent?"

While she was talking, Gu Qingyan stuffed the last two dragon core grass flower hearts left on the plate into her mouth.

It had already entered his mouth, and Jiang Jinhe felt it would look ugly if he spit it out, so he had no choice but to swallow it.

In fact, it’s not that bad. It’s almost the same as bok choy stewed in broth, except that the dragon flower has a little bit of spicy taste.

She looked at Gu Qingyan with shock. How could her master do this?

Just when she was about to accuse Gu Qingyan of his evil deeds, Gu Qingyan answered her question, making her forget about being angry all of a sudden.

"How can your talent be bad? Who told you these nonsense? Tell me."

As he said this, his long snow-white eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the coldness in his blue eyes.

The Sun-Moon Sword sensed its master's desire to fight, and it trembled slightly with excitement.

It has been so long since he last drew his sword. I'm afraid no one in the world has even remembered his reputation as the best swordsman in the world!

But soon, his desire to unsheathe the sword was shattered.

Jiang Jinhe frowned, his lips were pouty enough to hang an oil bottle, and his voice was sweet.

"If my aptitude wasn't so poor, why would you make me eat these things every day?"

Gu Qingyan heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, that’s right.

Jinhe is always by her side, so how could anyone give her the chance to hear words that make her unhappy?

Gu Qingyan talked to her while feeding her.

"How can that be? You are my disciple, so you should use the best. Eating only meat is not good for your health."

Gu Qingyan's snow-white long hair fell to his shoulders like silk. The breeze with the scent of flowers lifted a few strands of his hair, as if he would fly away with the wind at any time.

His expression remained calm, but his words were full of arrogance, giving people a glimpse of his best-in-the-world demeanor.

Jiang Jinhe didn't think anything was wrong with what he said, and said as a matter of course: "Well, of course I want the best!"

Seeing Jiang Jinhe's peacock look, Gu Qingyan raised a slight arc at the corner of his mouth and picked up the leaf of the ninth-grade Qingxin grass.

"In that case, eat more."

So, Jiang Jinhe ate a lot of vegetables that he didn't like during this meal.

After dinner, Gu Qingyan handed her the bottle of jade spirit tree juice and asked her to drink it slowly.

Gu Qingyan thought that he shouldn't spoil her too much, so starting from three days ago, Jiang Jinhe started drinking from the bottle herself.

At this time, the birds in Xihua Peak will begin to sing one after another. Being among them is like listening to heavenly music.

Gu Qingyan hugged Jiang Jinhe, and his slender jade-like hands were circling Jiang Jinhe's round belly.

Although spiritual food is unlikely to make people fat and won’t make Jiang Jinhe as fat as a pig, he will still feel bloated after eating it.

Jiang Jinhe smelled the pleasant scent of his master and felt a little sleepy. He had only one thought in his mind.

It feels really good to have Master rub my belly.

After a while, Jiang Jinhe fell asleep.

Her round little face is fair and rosy, with long and curled eyelashes, and she looks like a doll.

Seeing that Jiang Jinhe had fallen asleep, Gu Qingyan quickly cleaned the dining table, then carried Jiang Jinhe back to the room.

But at this moment, a blue bird with gorgeous tail feathers flew into the barrier of Xihua Peak.

After Gu Qingyan found out the owner of the blue bird, he let the blue bird in.

When the beautiful bluebird saw Gu Qingyan and was about to sing, Gu Qingyan used a spell to blind it.

The bluebird's song is unique and might disturb Jiang Jinhe's sleep.

The bluebird gave the beauty a resentful look, passed the letter on, and then flew into the woods to play with other bird beauties.

This time it came quickly and stayed a little longer.

Apart from the flattering words in the letter, the content of the letter is very simple.

A war broke out between a city near the East China Sea and a tribe of sea monsters, which did not violate the agreement. An entire fishing village was massacred.

Only an eight-year-old boy was left, and the gatekeeper in charge of guarding the place discovered that the child was born with a sword bone.

He has been sent to Kunlun. I hope Venerable Qinglan can educate this genius with a tragic life experience.

Of course, he was not greedy for Venerable Qinglan to accept him as a disciple. As long as the child had the opportunity to practice in Kunlun, it would be his blessing.

After Gu Qingyan finished reading the letter, it turned into a beautiful spot of light.

He had a thousand thoughts in his mind, and in the end, only one sentence was left.

There is another child? He is eight years old. I wonder if Jinhe will like him.