The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

   Chapter 1735 The humble furnace of the noble fairy (83)

   The little fox felt that Ling Ruoxu's forbearance with strong paranoid eyes was a bit penetrating, and her scalp felt numb when she was seen.

   "Isn't this guy going to be stimulated by me to awaken his soul? If the game is over like this, it would be too bad."

   And when System 233 saw the little fox's heartless appearance, he rolled his eyes to the sky.

   "...The awakening of the soul won't happen, but I think he's so excited by you that he's going to ask for a wife."

   Having said that, System 233 also recited a passage from the animal world, but its electromechanical sound was slightly inconsistent with the original animal world documentary.

   "Ah, it's spring when all things revive again, and it's an indescribable season for animals..."

   The little fox almost burst out laughing when she heard it. Of course, she knew that Ling Ruoxu was in such a simple and stunned age, and couldn't bear the slightest flirt, but what did it matter?

   She originally wanted to see Ling Ruoxu embarrassed.

   "...Come on, Tong'er, I've seen the damage, but I've never seen you so damaged. You are also an artificial intelligence, can't you be a little more serious?"

   System 233 was a little aggrieved when he heard this.

   "I've been wronged, host, you clearly asked me to analyze it for you, don't you think what I said makes sense?"

   "Yes, yes, our invincible and smart Tonger is the best, but then you can enjoy your host's performance."

  …

   The little fox said, and glanced at Ling Ruoxu calmly.

   "You don't have to call me master, I don't need a servant like you..."

What she said was like stabbing a knife in Ling Ruoxu's heart. People are willing to bow down to you, become a minister, and you have to belittle them. Doesn't that mean that Ling Ruoxu, as a furnace, is even more despicable than that kind of handyman? ?

  Ling Ruoxu's face turned pale as expected, all his previous fiery delusions were like being poured into a basin of ice water, making him cold all over.

   But Ling Ruoxu knew very well that the little fox was telling the truth, and even those outer disciples wished they could come and work for Su Qinghuan. Their fanaticism might not be less than his own.

  …

   The young man clenched his hands slightly under his long sleeves, and then respectfully lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, hiding the paranoid expression in his eyes.

   "... Ruo Xu has thought about it a lot, but no matter what the name is, Ruo Xu must respect Xianjun more, and always regard Xianjun as the most honorable existence on the top of his heart."

   The little fox nodded lightly, she was tired of teasing Ling Ruoxu today, so she said coldly.

   "It's good that you have self-knowledge, it's getting late, you can go back by yourself."

  “…”

  Ling Ruo had a pale face when he heard the words, but suddenly he was tired.

   He lives in a remote room at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, the moon and stars are sparse, and the mountain road is dark and secluded. It is so difficult for him to climb the mountain during the day, not to mention the night when it is easy to reach out and not see five fingers?

  If he can cultivate immortals...

  If he can be stronger than her...

   How dare she see him as a cauldron that comes and goes when she is called?

  …

  Ling Ruoxu's face was completely bloodless, and there was a deep anger in his black eyes, but he was also a proud person in his bones, so in the end he didn't ask for help, he just pursed his thin lips and said to the little fox forbearance.

"Xianjun, this is the Tremella Sydney lotus seed soup that Ruoxu stewed for you. Ruoxu's other food is a beginner, so it's not very tasty. Only this Tremella Sydney lotus seed soup has a good flavor. If Xianjun is short of it, You can also taste it a little bit.”

  …

   The little fox was stunned when she heard the words, she actually didn't have any hope for Ling Ruoxu's cooking skills, mainly to let Ling Ruoxu have a good taste of serving others.

   Who would have thought that Ling Ruoxu seemed to be a little addicted to being a cook.

  Little fox is not only a face control, but also a standard foodie. Seeing Ling Ruoxu recommending herself so spontaneously, she will not get along with delicious food.

   So the little fox glanced at the delicate food box, walked over and lifted the lid.

  In an instant, the lotus seed soup in the celadon bowl overflowed with a faint fragrance.

   The tentacles were still warm, so it could be seen that Ling Ruoxu had been stewing this soup in the small kitchen before.

  …

   "It's hard for you to have a heart. The flavor of this lotus seed soup is really good. I think you have no connection with Xiu Dao, but you are quite talented in cooking."

   The little fox took out the spoon and took a light bite. The woman's pale cherry-like tongue was looming, Ling Ruoxu's heart trembled when he saw it, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

   He is very authentic.

   "It's good if Xianjun likes it. If Xianjun is willing, Ruoxu can make soup for Xianjun for a lifetime."

   After saying this, Ling Ruoxu was both painful and sour.

   He was so despised by her, why did he have to rush on like a moth to a flame?

   And knowing that she hates him so much, and even thinks that he is not qualified to be her servant, why did he stick it up so shyly?

  …

   Ling Ruoxu was in pain, but the little fox turned a blind eye.

   She had no empathy for Ling Ruoxu, but after tasting the lotus seed soup, she felt that this fellow was indeed useful.

   Just when Ling Ruoxu looked sad and wanted to slowly exit the quiet room, the little fox opened his mouth to him.

   "Forget it, it's so late, it's very inconvenient for you to go down the mountain, so just find a room in the side hall and live there."

  “???”

  Ling Ruoxu looked at the little fox in disbelief. He knew in his heart that the little fox was hitting a stick and giving him a sweet date, but his heart still beat unsatisfactorily.

   "Thank you for your grace."

  …

   In this regard, Ling Ruoxu is easily satisfied.

   used to live at the foot of the mountain. He could climb the mountain every day at 5 or 6 in the morning to see Su Qinghuan. Although he always closed doors, he still persevered.

   Now he can be allowed to live in the side hall on the top of the peak, doesn't he want to be happy?

  …

  Ling Ruoxu had a good face, even when he was depressed and gloomy, he was very handsome. At this moment, he was smiling, more like the bright moon shining brightly, illuminating the whole quiet room.

   The little fox glanced at Ling Ruoxu's handsome face, and was suddenly curious about what the scene would be like when Ling Ruoxu was thrown into the Demon Sect.

   "No, if you have the heart, think about what meals to cook for this gentleman tomorrow morning."

"it is good!"

  …

  Ling Ruoxu still didn't know his tragic future. He held the empty food box, and his heart was full of ambition for a while, and sour and unspeakable for a while.

   He is a man. Men don't like to be subservient by nature. Of course, he can accept to cook for Su Qinghuan for the rest of his life.

   But more importantly, he not only wanted to be a cook who took care of her, but also wanted to be her bedside person, her man.

  Ling Ruoxu walked into the side room, it was very quiet, there were many books, and bedding was also readily available. Most importantly, it was also very close to Su Qinghuan's main hall.

  Ling Ruoxu lay on the couch for a while, and finally couldn't help sitting up.

   "Sit with your eyes closed, meditate on your heart, and hold your hands firmly in meditation..."

  The young man closed his eyes and muttered, trying to attract spiritual energy and cross the threshold that he could not cultivate...

   (end of this chapter)