These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

Then he raised his head as if to see Wei Tu's existence.

There are only a few words that are an understatement.

"I'm back."

"kindness……"

Wei Tu replied calmly, as if nothing had changed. It seemed that no matter how long he had been away, as long as he was willing to come back, there would always be a woman who was more beautiful than flowers and gentler than water staying here, quietly refining her soul. Pill, seeing himself coming, will say these four words again and again.

Wei Tu didn't have any luggage to put away for the time being, so he sat on the side as usual and watched Mu Xitong deal with the residue in the medicine stove.

The little fox bounced up to Wei Tu's leg, then stretched out its little paw, and poked the boy's thigh.

Wei Tu looked at her.

She raised her head to look at Wei Tu, with an expectant smile on that fox's face, her tail wagging.

Is this a fox or a dog?

Wei Tu asked in confusion, "Why? Is it itchy?"

The little fox stomped his feet angrily.

"You just sat down?"

Wei Tu nodded, "Otherwise, I stand on my head?"

"No! Don't you have anything else to do?"

The little fox continued to hint.

Wei Tu thought for a while, "Yes, I should take a shower first..."

"No! It's not a bath!!"

"What's that for? Give you a bath?"

"I don't need you to wash it for me!"

"It's okay, I'll scald it with boiling water."

"The hair will burn off! You really want to eat us!"

"Are you still afraid of boiling water?"

"..." The little fox scratched his head, then looked at Wei Tu angrily, "You are a dead pig!"

Wei Tu looked at the little fox in surprise, "Yo... you know this common saying, did you go to school recently?"

"That's not it, I learned it during the days when you were away... I heard it many times~"

"What? Who did you hear that from?"

Wei Tu asked unexpectedly, and the little fox immediately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that Mu Xitong, who was busy at work, would hear it.

"It's our master... and that... what kind of suzerain, right? They've been talking these days, and only occasionally heard this..."

Even saying that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, it is hard to imagine any friendly conversation between the two.

So Wei Tu thought for a while and asked, "These two have often chatted recently?"

The little fox nodded, "Yes, yes, it comes every now and then, sometimes consecutively..."

"Do you know what they are talking about?"

The little fox scratched his head, "Ah... I don't quite understand, but it seems that every time we finish talking, either the suzerain leaves angrily, or our master becomes very bad... Although I don't know what to say, but it seems Looks great."

With that said, Wei Tu almost understood.

The relationship between these two people is not as good as imagined, it can even be said to be quite bad, and no one looks down on the other.

And the identities and personalities of the two of them destined that they would not scold each other like shrews scolding the street, so they attacked each other full of yin and yang that many little foxes could not understand.

Sometimes the fresh snow has the upper hand, and sometimes Mu Xitong has the upper hand, such as when I bumped into it today.

Obviously, Ran Xinxue was very angry.

Seeing Wei Tu meditating, the little fox blinked.

"We told you everything, Wei Xiaoer, when are you cooking?"

Wei Tu sighed and stood up.

"I'm still cooking, whether I can survive until tomorrow is a problem..."

"Ah... No, Wei Xiaoer, you won't die, will you?"

Seeing the little fox looking at him with tears in his eyes, Wei Tu was a little moved. Yes, dogs can be raised well, let alone such a dog-like fox?

Then I heard the little fox sobbing, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... "

So Wei Tu still decided to give her a few iron fists.

After Mu Xitong cleaned up everything, she finally returned to the familiar window sill and sat down. As soon as she sat down, the cold wind was blowing, and a cup of hot tea was handed to the woman.

Mu Xitong glanced at Wei Tu.

With a smile on her face, as if nothing happened, she smiled lightly.

He took the hot tea and said with a slight sarcasm.

"Don't worry, Ran Xinxue is a woman with a strong self-regulation ability. A few words from me won't have any effect. She will figure it out after going back one night, so don't feel bad."

Wei Tu smiled and sat opposite Mu Xitong, looking at the withered maple forest and said with a smile.

"That's what I said... why do I feel sorry for her if I don't have anything to do? If I want to feel sorry for her, it's my sister Xitong."

Mu Xitong looked at Wei Tu, "Don't you think I will lose when I argue with her? Do you feel sorry for me?"

She is really a competitive woman... Sure enough, women generally have no ambition to win or lose, except for one situation.

That means the opponent is another threatening woman.

It is more difficult for her to admit defeat than to let her die.

"That's not true. Why did Sister Xitong lose? I just feel sorry for you talking so much, and your mouth is dry. The weather is already dry, so I'll make you some tea to moisten your throat."

These words made Mu Xitong laugh, and looked at Wei Tu angrily.

"You are so glib, you can flatter anything, right?"

"I'm not pleasing to everyone."

Mu Xitong took a sip of hot tea, and the tea slid down his throat. There was not even a trace of neck lines visible on the beautiful neck, only delicate.

Immediately, the woman looked at the boy, thought of something, and said with eyes turning.

"But... she really minds what happens between me and you."

This seems to be said for no reason, but Wei Tu knows that it must be related to their previous conversation.

It may be that Ran Xinxue accidentally revealed some emotions.

Of course, Wei Tu also has ways to fool around in this situation.

"Hehe, our suzerain, don't you know that it has nothing to do with me if you don't like others, and it's the same if you change someone. I just don't like the way you live well in front of her."

This sentence is not considered a slander, Ran Xinxue's character is like this, she admits that she is extreme and narrow-minded, especially when she sees Mu Xitong and Lu Qingyan having a good time, she feels worse than eating flies.

On the contrary, she doesn't care much about Su Mi's little girls, she always cares about her peers.

Mu Xitong obviously agrees with this statement, but...

"Why do you care about women who are related to you? She doesn't care about those who have nothing to do with you, such as Lin Ruoyin."

"Hmm...I think...it should be because you are so good-looking, Sister Xitong, that makes her feel ashamed."

"Nonsense." Mu Xitong directly denied this statement, "I know very well that although Ran Xinxue has a bad and weird personality, her appearance was definitely the best in our generation, because her appearance is jealous of her. How did it appear on her body? It must be something else."

"Then it might be because of your looks. In all fairness, let's talk about it and make sense. Sister Xitong, you are definitely older than her."

"Have you measured it?"

Mu Xitong blushed slightly, and looked straight at Wei Tu.

Wei Tu thought for a while, but said without showing a bewildered expression.

"Well... no, it's just a comparison based on thin air, based on my eyes and experience..."

"Tsk, where did you get so much experience as a brat? Just those little girls?"

"What do you mean, mosquito meat isn't meat anymore? What's more, sister Xitong, yours..."

"Shut up."

"Oh."

Wei Tu shut up obediently.

Sitting blankly for a while, Mu Xitong looked out the window and suddenly sighed.

"Actually, you want to provoke Ran Xinxue... I don't have any objections, after all, it's your business."

"Sister Xitong..."

"Listen to me. What I want to say is very simple. She has not lived happily these years. Otherwise, such a woman would not be so bored that she would come to me to be angry with me every day. In my concept, I allow The man is passionate, but he is not allowed to take his heart. I can bear the responsibility, and I really like to provoke again, otherwise you are a pure rotten person, not as good as a pig or a dog." PS: There may be more updates later in the afternoon~~~ There are still a few days before the major It's open, CSGO shouldn't come for me, right?Let me tell you in advance, I support navi, who is for and who is against?

44 Suddenly no longer hungry! (Monthly ticket plus 11 more!)

By the pond of Yaowang Pavilion, a young man who has bathed is washing his clothes.

Then it was left to dry in the yard at the back. There were no ducks or chickens in the Yaowang Pavilion, even if there was such a yard, it didn't even grow a vegetable.

Wei Tu asked Mu Xitong why he didn't make some gadgets to pass the time.

Mu Xitong's answer is very simple, he hates the smell of those chickens and ducks, and at the same time he has no time to take care of it, and more time is either refining alchemy or sleeping.

It would be nice to have a little fox.

But Wei Tu always felt that this little fox was self-reliant most of the time, if he relied on Mu Xitong to feed him, he would starve to death sooner or later.

When the young man who had washed his clothes returned to the Medicine King Pavilion, Mu Xitong was already sleeping, and it might have taken too much energy for her to say a long paragraph of words that beat him.

In fact, Wei Tu didn't have any dislike for this level of preaching, because it wasn't really pointing.

What makes people annoying is the kind of other party who clearly has nothing to do with you, but still pretends to be nice to you and say things that make you hate, and it is mixed with lessons and contempt for you. It's just using your seniority and seniority to suppress you to vent your anger.

But Wei Tu could tell that Mu Xitong really hoped that he would not become the kind of man she hated.

Of course, there is nothing unacceptable to this level, and he even likes it.

Thinking of the previous life after losing Lu Qingyan, he would think of the feeling when the master taught him every time, so nostalgic, let you always remember that there is such a person who cares about you, worries about you, and only wishes you well.

Just like parents... It's just that Wei Tu's parents passed away very early. If you have never felt the light, who would be afraid of the dark?

Back in the Yaowang Pavilion, Wei Tu prepared a meal as usual.

As soon as the food was brought out, I saw that the humanoid little fox had already sat down in his seat wagging his tail.

No need to be greeted, Wei Tu smiled angrily.

"Where's your master?"

The little fox blinked, "Are you still sleeping?"

"Wake her up and eat together."

The little fox shook her head like a rattle, "We dare not...Master hates people waking her up the most. She likes to wake up naturally, and she will skin me..."

Wei Tu rolled his eyes at the little fox, "I'm so cowardly...don't eat it before we come out, or you'll be skinned."

"Woooooooo..."

The little fox looked at the delicious food on the table, but he couldn't move his mouth, so he could only keep sucking his saliva so as not to dribble all over the floor.

Wei Tu came to Mu Xitong's room, and opened the door as always, without even knocking on the door.

Then I saw Mu Xitong sleeping on the bed, curled up slightly, leaning on the inside, the wide quilt almost covered the whole body, as if his head was buried in it...

"Is this woman sleeping or hibernating?"

After all, it's not summer anymore, and it's really difficult to see the picture of spring overflowing... Cough cough, I'm a gentleman, and I didn't ask her to wake up for this reason... Hmm...