There is no time in the mountains, and the days passed by in a flash. When Chu Xiaotao lay on the bed to the point where even Chu Chenzhi couldn't move, it was snowing outside.
?The whole world is white, and snowflakes as white as jade flutter down with the wind one after another, wrapped in silver, especially like the book said, suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear trees bloom.
It's just that in such a cold winter season, pear blossoms can't bloom, but plum blossoms of various colors are embellished with a bit of color, which is eye-catching.
For example, in the white jade bottle on the window sill in Chu Xiaotao's room, there are a few budding green plums, green and pure.
Of course, there are no such plum blossoms on Fanyue Mountain. After all, her master is a casual person who wants to grow beautiful things.
These green plums were given to her by Brother Huyu from Dongshan. He planted many flowers that only bloom in winter, even plum blossoms, and there are several varieties.
Of course, the most important thing is that in this winter when everything is dying, Hu Yu also used his spiritual power to build a greenhouse, in which he grew all kinds of fruits that were not available in this season, which is simply ingenious.
He can also cook, which is very delicious, many times better than her master who only cooks egg custard.
However, I don't think the teacher is stupid, and she will not tell the teacher about this fact. Therefore, every time she brings the fruit back secretly, she does not let him know.
In order not to ask questions again, and she didn't have a clue, if she said it, the master would definitely get angry again, and it might hurt her self-esteem.
The tip of Chu Chen's nose, who was meditating in the living room, was a little itchy. After counting with his fingers, he knew that the little disciple was arranging him again.
Looking sideways at the sky outside the window, it's getting late, it's time to wake her up, otherwise another day will be fooled by her doing nothing.
A butterfly flew across the sky in the snow, slowly passed through the closed window lattice, and landed on the bulging bag on the bed.
[Taotao, Taotao, don¡¯t sleep, get up quickly, I want to ask you something, the crane that came to send a message to the immortal last time, um what¡¯s its name? Where do you live? How old is it? Marriage? Hurry up, I'm waiting for your reply. ]
After the disturbing sound stopped, a small furry head emerged from under the quilt, looked at the butterfly flying around in front of him, stretched out his fingers to touch the tentacles, and began to reply.
[Come here, I will tell you in detail. ] Good guy, it's so fast to empathize with others.
Sure enough, as long as the newcomer looks good, there will never be anything wrong with the old one. I heard that the young master of the swan clan has been trying to bring Cancan back after he recovered his appearance.
It's a pity, her family, Cancan, is the kind that never drags its feet when it wants to be broken. Look, one is still standing still, and the other has moved forward.
WellThe main reason is that the little fairy Baihe looks really good.
It can be said to be even worse than that swan.
Moreover, he is very polite, gentle and amiable. Although he can see that Cancan is a toad spirit at a glance, he doesn't have any strange eyes. On the contrary, he is very polite.
Lingdie took the words and flew away in circles. Chu Xiaotao wanted to stay in bed for a while, but there was a knock on the door.
"Xiao Tao, get up." It was Chu Chenzhi's voice.
Chu Xiaotao tried to get up, but it was difficult and dangerous, until at last Chu Chenzhi pushed the door impatiently and said aggrieved under the bed, "Master, I'm cold." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel .com